Disciple, You've Got It All Wrong!

Elder Feng Li of Xuanhe Province lusted after men and defied all moral norms. He schemed against his own head disciple, and when his advances were rejected, he grew resentful, tormenting the disciple and committing every kind of evil. At last, just as he coveted the disciple's spiritual root and moved to extract it, he was beheaded with a single sword stroke, leaving no trace of his remains.

Though he was blessed with peerless beauty, the world cursed him and branded him "Elder Longyang," a name that would stink for all eternity.

"Serves him right!"

After binge-reading the whole novel, Feng Li, who shared a name with the villainous elder, still cursed, "Good riddance to his head!"

In the freezing pool, Lu Zi'an sat meditating. He was bare-chested, using his own flesh to withstand the icy water. His waist was narrow and strong, his muscles sleek.

Taking advantage of the roar of the waterfall, the original Feng Li crept up behind him, entertained a lewd thought, and reached out

Feng Li blinked, and transmigrated into the book.

Feng Li: ?

Feng Li: !

From the start, he was already making a move. I'm doomed QAQ

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Lu Zi'an stayed up all night reading a hugely popular novel for male readers. The main character, Long Aotian, had an exceptional talent for cultivation. He trained relentlessly, growing stronger all the time, and was dashing and heroic as he slayed demons and vanquished evil, winning the love and admiration of countless men and women.

But the protagonist had a villainous master with no moral scruples.

Lu Zi'an woke up and found himself transmigrated into the book.

Why was he sitting in freezing water without a shirt?

Why was there a suspiciously sneaky person in ancient-style clothes in front of him?

The stranger's eyes drooped slightly at the corners, his skin was pale and delicate, and his nose was gently upturned. He was exceptionally handsome.

A slender hand was stroking Lu Zi'an's waist.

Their eyes met.

"..."

Feng Li, who had just transmigrated into the book and hadn't had time to escape: Weren't you supposed to be meditating?

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To keep his head from being chopped off, Feng Li examined himself three times a day:

Have I done my duty as an elder today?

Have I avoided making eye contact with Lu Zi'an today?

Have I kept at least 50 cm between myself and Lu Zi'an today?

To protect himself, Lu Zi'an stayed alert to Feng Li's every move.

In the original novel, Elder Feng Li would pretend to get drunk at sect banquets, then take the opportunity to fall into his arms.

The Feng Li before him: never touched a drop.

In the original novel, Elder Feng Li would deliberately take his hand while teaching him swordplay.

The Feng Li before him: gave instructions with a bamboo stick from five meters away.

In the original novel, when they went down the mountain on a mission, Elder Feng Li insisted on sharing a room with Lu Zi'an.

The Feng Li before him: insisted on not sharing a room with him when they went down the mountain on a mission.

But when luck was against them, the inn would have only one room left.

Feng Li would doze outside it, dark circles under his eyes.

Lu Zi'an: ?

Something was up.

But strangely, Feng Li would take the blame for things Lu Zi'an should have been punished for.

When Lu Zi'an was injured, Feng Li didn't come to see him. He simply ordered someone to bring him the best medicine and carefully arranged for a junior disciple to bandage him.

Feng Li would even ask the junior disciple about him in private, behind his back: "Is Zi'an feeling any better today?"

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Feng Li thought he was doing a meticulous job of avoiding Lu Zi'an.

But for some reason, Lu Zi'an's gaze was growing more and more strange...

Reading guide:

· Lu Zi'an is the gong, and he falls for Feng Li on his own.

· A sweet little romance. It's the first time for both the gong and the shou, body and soul. 1v1, happy ending.

[Screen-captured on 2025.3.12]

Theme: Braving every obstacle