The Fake Young Master Is a Max-Level Celestial Master

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Blurb:

Mu Ling is a once-in-a-millennium genius in the art of mysticism.

Born with Yin-Yang Eyes, one eye can discern the past, while the other can glimpse the future.

After a lightning tribulation, he transmigrates into the body of a spoiled fake young master who has usurped the rightful heir's place in the Prime Minister's residence.

Worse, his failed tribulation has damaged his soul. He urgently needs merit to mend it, or he will lose all his cultivation and his soul will perish.

Just then, the real young master returns, and the household greets Mu Ling with cold stares and constant hostility. Unwilling to get tangled up in the mess, Mu Ling promptly cuts ties with the Prime Minister's residence.

He vanquishes evil spirits, delivers tormented souls, and divines good and ill fortune, devoting himself to earning merit to repair his soul.

Who would have thought that the man he casually picked up by the roadside would become so persistent?

The man lounges against a carriage, smiling lazily. He seems carefree, yet every move he makes is calculated to draw people in.

"You saved my life... so naturally, I should repay you with my own..."

In the capital, everyone says Prince Zhao, Chu Zhaoxu, is a heartbreaker. With a lazy wave of his fan and a lovestruck look in his eyes, he charms the young gentlemen and noble ladies of the capital until they lose their senses.

Yet, for some reason, he is utterly helpless against the Prime Minister's fake young master.

At their first meeting, he saw the aloof boy's cold expression and distant manner, and on a whim decided to tease him.

Later, when he saw how unfathomable Mu Ling's cultivation was, his brilliance suddenly revealed, even surpassing the leading Grand Mystic of the orthodox mystic sects, Chu Zhaoxu found him fascinating and sought every opportunity to get close.

He thought it was all just playing along and passing the time. In the end, the pretense became real, and his whole heart fell into Mu Ling's hands.

Chu Zhaoxu had thought he would never receive even the slightest response to his feelings in this lifetime.

That was until turmoil erupted and rumors began to swirl around him. Everyone present looked at him coldly and openly questioned him.

The young celestial master, usually so aloof and reserved, stepped forward to defend him. His cool voice carried a hint of severity as he refuted them, each word ringing clear and firm: "He would never do that!"

"I know right from wrong. Don't spread rumors just because you've heard them."

Chu Zhaoxu smiled, his eyes curving as he leaned close to his ear. "Has the immortal master... fallen for a mortal?"

The young celestial master pressed his lips together, the tips of his ears turning red, yet he stubbornly insisted, "I just... couldn't bear to see Your Highness humiliated."

Chu Zhaoxu took his hand and gently brushed his fingertips over it. "That's all right. Those words from you are enough."

Reader's Guide:

* A fake young master and celestial master who focuses on his work and earning merit x a languid, flirtatious prince who loves to tease

* Fake and real heirs, mysticism, spirits, and supernatural creatures. Demons and monsters may also appear.

* One-on-one pairing, both are each other's first. The love interest simply enjoys admiring beautiful people and things; he is faithful in both body and heart.

* This is a fictional setting. Please don't scrutinize the mysticism. Thank you!

Premise: Even when the road ahead is dark, there will always be someone to walk it with you