The Wicked Disciple Harbors Evil Intentions

Yan Shiyu was the number one cultivator in the world, known to all and respected by everyone. They called him the "World's Number One Sword."

He never expected that, out of a sense of obligation, he'd take on a disciple he'd never even met, then have to clean up the kid's messes.

Yan Shiyu: "..." What is this, a little menace sent to ruin my life?

At their first meeting, the "little menace" boldly declared, "The World's Number One Sword? More like the World's Number One Jerk."

Yan Shiyu, who had always been respected, saw red. The World's Number One Jerk, huh? Then he'd show him what being a real jerk meant.

He put on a secret identity as the Sword Sect's eldest senior brother and got close to his wretched disciple.

He never expected to get dragged into one sinister scheme after another.

Forging immortal bones, false gods, stealing faith, prolonging a miserable life.

On top of that, the wretched disciple who'd once turned his weapons against him began acting strangely. For instance:

He kept finding new ways to cook for Yan Shiyu.

Whenever he found a treasure, instead of keeping it, he'd offer it to Yan Shiyu.

Worst of all, the disciple who'd always kept his distance from Yan Shiyu actually...

Wanted to warm his bed! To repay him for teaching him!

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Jiang Wuya grew up hearing stories about how strict Yan Shiyu was with those under his command. To him, Yan Shiyu was a cold-blooded demon lord.

When he heard his parents planned to send him to Yan Shiyu as a disciple, Jiang Wuya refused.

He took off running.

Whoever wanted to be Yan Shiyu's disciple could go ahead. He wanted no part of it.

He called running away "training," but Jiang Wuya forgot that he had no spiritual power.

When he ran into demons causing trouble on the mountain path, he was lucky to be saved by the senior brother, who kept him alive.

Once he was out of danger, Jiang Wuya tried to run again, but, as expected, the senior brother hauled him back to the Sword Sect.

After going through life and death together, Jiang Wuya had long since come to think of the senior brother as one of his own. He loved complaining to him about Yan Shiyu.

Even though Yan Shiyu would punish him right after he'd finished complaining,

Jiang Wuya was convinced Yan Shiyu had a terrible temper and a narrow mind, and was nothing like the stories people told about him.

Until the senior brother he'd always admired stood before him, holding the chipped World's Number One Sword.

Jiang Wuya: O.O?

What was going on? Where was his senior brother?! How could his huge, full-sized senior brother just disappear?

#Help! What do I do after insulting the man himself to his face? #

#[Help] What do I do if my senior brother turns out to be my master? #

#What do I do if my master shows no mercy to his own disciple? #

Theme: Walk the world with honor.