Master, Three Hundred Is the Perfect Age to Make a Name for Yourself

[A laid-back, flopping-around dad who used to be a hot-blooded firebrand but now just wants to farm and support his family x a competitive heroine who would rather be carried to success than work hard herself, and will do anything to succeed]

Also known as "The Patient Master and His Beagle Disciple"

Su Buqing transmigrated on the eve of her graduation defense, throwing eight years of academic work down the drain.

Just as her Dao heart crumbled, the System told her to heal the world-destroying villain and fill his heart with love. If she saved the world, she could return and continue her defense.

Her four years of doctoral study had been the most unforgettable eight years of her life. She had to get back and defend her thesis, no matter what!

Starting over, fifteen-year-old Su Buqing finally made it through the long, grueling pioneering stage and arrived at the mountain where the villain, Li Zhibai, lived.

The great villain the System had mentioned was currently a slacker who did nothing but walk his bird and grow flowers.

Looking at the impoverished mountain, Su Buqing decided she needed to manage upward.

If she got the villain to diligently teach at the sect, surely he wouldn't have any time to cause trouble, right?

"Master, I heard the neighboring sect went to train in the Heaven-Class Secret Realm this year. I'm so envious. Could we get a chance to go, too?"

"Master, here's my cultivation plan. I hope you'll make sure I follow it diligently."

"Master, thank you for raising me. I still hope you'll spend more time focusing on yourself. Work hard, and you'll definitely make the Sword Elder roster next time!"

"Master, I know becoming sect leader is difficult, but we believe in you! Master, soar boldly, and your disciple will always follow!"

System: ...Maybe you should consider that your master has emotional wounds too, and needs some gentle care?

*

The great battle against the demons had just ended. Old friends were dead or wounded, and life seemed to hold no joy.

Li Zhibai returned to his mountain, ready to spend the rest of his days in peace, but a sect decree calling for new disciples upended all his plans.

Looking at the little radish-headed child before him, Li Zhibai sighed deeply and could only copy what others did, taking on the role of a master.

But wasn't that little disciple named Su Buqing a bit too ambitious?

A hundred years passed. When Li Zhibai looked back, he found himself standing in the sect leader's seat, with the sect's next heir right before him.

Tall and graceful, dazzlingly gifted.

He thought, distractedly: If we weren't master and disciple, could we get married?

*

Watching her master doze, Su Buqing smiled and bent down to whisper:

"Master, three hundred is the perfect age to go out and make trouble."

Screenshot taken on May 17, 2025

Theme: Life is always full of hope