After My Junior Disciple Split in Two

[Highlight] Xue Wuwang is the evil thoughts extracted from Xue Mo, and he happened to gain a physical body.

He Yan Zhu is the senior brother of the Taixuan Sword Sect, an unparalleled genius in the cultivation world.

One day, he sees a prophecy.

[His robes hang open, exposing a broad expanse of dazzlingly pale skin. His hair is disheveled, and his eyes are rimmed with a lingering flush. The junior brother pins him beneath him, restrains his hands above his head, and leaves a trail of lingering, delicate kisses along his neck.]

He Yan Zhu’s pupils quake. First of all, he isn’t into men. Second, he hates his junior brother. And finally! How could he possibly be the one pinned underneath?

Murderous intent rises in him, and he begins secretly keeping an eye on his junior brother.

Who would have thought that one day he’d discover his junior brother had become two people?

Which one was the person in the prophecy? He Yan Zhu draws his sword and looks around in bewilderment.

During their everyday interactions while training outside the sect, He Yan Zhu lets go of his suspicions and decides to treat Xue Mo like an ordinary junior brother.

After Xue Wuwang stabs him, however, he starts trying to seduce He Yan Zhu for some reason.

He Yan Zhu is petty and never lets a slight go unpunished, so he plays along and pretends to fall in love with him.

Xue Wuwang looks down at the sword plunged precisely into his heart. “So you were pretending this whole time?”

He Yan Zhu’s lips curl into a smile. He replies slowly, “What do you think?”

Xue Wuwang stares at him for a long time, then suddenly bursts out laughing. “Hahahaha, that’s more like it. That’s the real He Yan Zhu.” He pauses, his eyes turning savage, as if he wants to tear him apart and devour him. “Now this is fun.”

What He Yan Zhu doesn’t expect is that Xue Wuwang is Xue Mo’s evil thoughts. Evil thoughts can’t die; they can only be sealed.

Xue Wuwang captures him and seals away his cultivation and spiritual power. He assumes Xue Wuwang intends to torture him, but He Yan Zhu grows increasingly uneasy.

Because Xue Wuwang’s gaze is becoming more and more unsettling...

When he’s pinned on the bed, his hands restrained above his head, and feels hot, lingering kisses against his neck, he finally understands: the person in the prophecy was Xue Wuwang!

With the help of his junior brother Xue Mo, he successfully escapes from Xue Wuwang.

But one day, while he’s asleep, someone pries open his lips and slips a soft tongue into his mouth. Wet sounds fill the space between their lips.

He Yan Zhu feels his whole head go numb. Is this really a case of escaping the tiger’s jaws only to fall into the wolf’s den?

He doesn’t dare open his eyes, afraid his junior brother will be discovered and decide to throw caution to the wind.

A soft chuckle sounds. Warm, damp breath brushes his ear as someone whispers, “Senior Brother, stop pretending...”

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Jealousy and falling hard skit:

The carriage rolls slowly onward. Xue Wuwang, his face full of fury, holds someone wrapped in a blanket in his arms.

He holds the person with his left arm and a spoon in his right, bringing it to their lips, only for them to slap it away.

The spoon falls to the floor, dirtying the carpet.

Xue Wuwang lowers his head, looking displeased, as if he’s about to say something cruel.

But his gaze is drawn to the small mole on the bridge of the person’s nose. He reaches out and slowly rubs it with his fingertip.

Breathing in the warm scent from the person in his arms, his Adam’s apple bobs. When he speaks again, his tone is coaxing. “Your cultivation and spiritual power have both been sealed. You should eat something.”

The person says nothing.

A sharp slap rings out.

Xue Wuwang’s head is knocked to the side. After a long moment, he turns back, his face dark. “You hate me?” He gives a cold laugh. “Do you think Xue Mo is any better!? We’re the same person! He’s just better at pretending than I am!”

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Comedy skit:

Xue Wuwang sits He Yan Zhu on his lap, brushes his sideburn with a fingertip, and leans close to his ear to murmur suggestively, “Xue Mo is just a brat. I can show you the greatest pleasure.”

He Yan Zhu glances down, then looks away and forces a smile. “I like pink.”

Xue Wuwang is devastated. He grits his teeth for a moment, then strokes He Yan Zhu’s face. “You don’t understand. Some things aren’t better just because they’re cute...”

He Yan Zhu: “...”

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Scheming tea skit:

When Xue Mo was eighteen, he realized that Senior Brother didn’t like him and that he would eventually grow into the person in the prophecy. So, using certain methods, he fixed his appearance and voice in place.

It was the right decision at the time, but he hadn’t expected that Xue Wuwang would show up. Because of this decision, he ended up an inch shorter than Xue Wuwang! His face also looks more youthful, so he has no presence at all when they face each other.

But that’s okay. There are advantages to being at a disadvantage...

Xue Mo hides behind He Yan Zhu, then secretly flashes Xue Wuwang a taunting smile. In a wounded voice, he says, “Senior Brother, I accidentally hurt myself while practicing my sword just now.”

He Yan Zhu looks coldly at Xue Wuwang.

Xue Wuwang’s face turns gloomy, and his knuckles crack as he clenches his fists.

A senior brother shou who looks refined and unruffled on the outside but is irritable and sharp-tongued underneath (He Yan Zhu) * a tearful, younger puppy-like junior brother gong who is scheming (Xue Mo) and a stubborn, possessive, evil-thoughts gong who says one thing and means another, then falls hard (Xue Wuwang)

P.S. Xue Mo and Xue Wuwang will merge at the end and be able to switch between two forms. I’m jealous of myself.

...Coming soon: Becoming the Underling of the Four F4 Heirs at an Elite Academy. This will be my next story. If you’re interested, please add it to your favorites...

[Just a rough idea, not fleshed out yet]

Ji Shu was born in an ordinary village. When a cultivation sect came to recruit disciples, he was thrilled. In the end, it turned out he only had the lowest-grade immortal root. He bribed the elder in charge of recruitment and promised he’d work hard once he joined the sect, and that was the only reason they took him in.

But the sect was a small one. After joining, Ji Shu spent all his time wondering how to get into a major sect and make a name for himself.

To cultivate more outstanding heirs, the great clans of the cultivation world established the Qingyi Academy. Anyone of the appropriate age from a cultivation clan could study there. Of course, every year the academy also set aside a few places for small sects, recruiting talented disciples from humble backgrounds.

Ji Shu does everything he can to get into Qingyi Academy, and is immediately dazzled by the extravagant lifestyle of the clan heirs.

The heirs look down on those who come from small sects and order them around at will. The small-sect disciples dare not offend them, so they have no choice but to obey if they want to keep studying the academy’s top-tier techniques.

Ji Shu is all ambition and no ability. When he hears that the academy has four heavenly prodigies from the most prestigious families, each with top-notch talent and cultivation, he decides to become their underling. He can’t be bothered with orders from the other clan heirs, so they bully him relentlessly. He doesn’t care. Once he becomes one of the F4’s underlings, he’ll make them pay!

The F4 hear about this too, and after seeing him pinned underwater and bullied, they watch him get back up, soaked, and curse, “Once I’m one of the F4’s underlings, I’ll throw you in there!”

They find him interesting and decide to tease him by letting him become their underling.

Ji Shu is overjoyed and reports for duty.

His first task as an underling: The F4 are treating everyone, and he has to go to the town below the mountain to buy food for all ten thousand students at the academy.

The F4 only want to make things difficult for him, but Ji Shu is delighted, because he thinks treating everyone is impressive. He used to be too poor to treat anyone. Now, as he hands food to each person, he wears an expression of smug generosity. “My bosses are treating you!”

The F4 find Ji Shu, drenched in sweat and looking a little disheveled but thoroughly pleased with himself, acting like he’s important just because he’s got powerful people behind him, utterly fascinating.

His second task as an underling: Refuse a girl from a prestigious family with a bad temper on behalf of the F4. The girl brings people along and has Ji Shu beaten up.

Afterward, he comes to the F4 with a bruised and swollen face and says ingratiatingly, “She’s not good enough for any of you. Good thing I helped you turn her down. She said she won’t bother you anymore.” Proud of himself for accomplishing such an important task for the F4, he instinctively puffs out his chest, then accidentally pulls on an injury. He hisses and says, “Hmph, at least she knows her place.”

Everyone thinks the flattering, obsequious Ji Shu is just someone the F4 are playing with, and they keep secretly bullying him as before. But the F4 grow more and more protective of him, until they won’t let anyone lay a hand on him.

Ji Shu thinks he’s doing a great job as an underling and is thriving at Qingyi Academy. The F4 trust him now! Who would have thought that only when he’s pinned on a bed does he learn that being their underling also means he has to dual cultivate with all four of them?

[Stage-based, one-on-one relationships]

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