Jiang Bieye was the Wuding Sect's foremost saber cultivator and the fifth disciple of Immortal Venerable Suyuan.
In his hands, the silver saber flowed like water. Wherever its blade flashed, mountains and rivers paled. He was renowned as the Moonbreaker Lord.
After a century of traveling and honing his skills, he returned and met his master's newly accepted seventh disciple, Li Wenshi.
The young man wore white robes whiter than snow, with a jade belt loosely tied around his waist, outlining a slender waist that showed faintly beneath his outer robe.
Jiang Bieye narrowed his eyes and, for some reason, blurted out, "Are sword cultivators' waists all this slim?"
Li Wenshi looked up with a faint smile, the corners of his eyes lifting. "If Senior Brother swung his sword ten thousand times every day and ate lightly for a hundred years straight, you could be this slim, too."
Jiang Bieye raised an eyebrow. "Why not just say you're starving?"
Li Wenshi: "..."
The sword cultivator rolled his eyes with effortless grace.
And so Jiang Bieye became convinced that his unreliable senior brothers and sisters had no idea how to raise a child.
In that case, he would personally cook for his little junior brother and fatten him up a bit.
Li Wenshi, who was still called a "child" at the age of 117: "...?"
A sweet one-on-one romance, full of daily flirtation.
Saber cultivator top x sword cultivator bottom. A showdown between two drama queens with absolutely incredible social skills.
Theme: At 117, you're still growing
