After My Master Split in Two, They Get Jealous of Themselves Every Day

Ye Lingzhou had a saintly master who sacrificed himself to the Dao when his disciple looked away for just a moment, leaving him an orphan with no other disciples. Ye Lingzhou: So that's it? You're done raising me? After grumbling his way into finding his master's remnant soul, he discovered while piecing it together that the soul had split in two and couldn't be put back together. So he simply brought both halves back to life separately, and ended up with two masters. One stayed outside, where they could put on a show of a loving master and filial disciple. The other was hidden away in an uninhabited pocket realm, all to himself. Perfect. Xie Chishu clearly remembered dying, but when he opened his eyes again, he was chained up and locked inside a pocket realm. His disciple made a bold declaration: “From now on, Master, you can behave yourself and let me take care of you.” Xie Chishu's ears turned red. “Stop this nonsense!” Later, watching Ye Lingzhou run off every day to the pocket realm's entrance, sweetly call the other version of himself Master, then bring back piles of things for him, Xie Chishu couldn't say how it made him feel. When Xie Chishu came back to life, he felt that his disciple had become very strange. He used to cling to him all day, his eyes full of unspoken admiration. Now he disappeared every so often, carrying piles of rare treasures, and Xie Chishu had no idea who he was visiting. Worse still, all sorts of ambiguous traces began appearing on his body. After investigating, Xie Chishu reached a very unpleasant conclusion: His disciple had definitely been tricked into keeping some unknown man behind his master's back. Later, Xie Chishu pinned Ye Lingzhou against the edge of the bed. His usually gentle and reserved master had gloom in every line of his face. “Didn't you say you wanted me all to yourself? Why are you running?” After receiving a thorough lesson, Ye Lingzhou left the pocket realm, only to be caught red-handed by Xie Chishu. Xie Chishu lowered his eyes and brushed his fingertips over Ye Lingzhou's cheek. “Apart from our bond as master and disciple, do you really have no other feelings for your master?” #So much for being a stuffy, reserved master #I was joking before. I can't handle you, Master Both are virgins; older master and younger disciple The protagonist has a degree of self-destructive tendencies and fights with low health Former saint, now a male ghost / lots of tricks / two masters as gong All talk, no nerve / fights like a maniac / beautiful disciple as shou The masters have different names to make the story easier to follow, but they are different sides of the same person. Strong characters on both sides, and the protagonist is at the pinnacle of martial prowess Coming soon: "Immortal Lord, Restrain Yourself. I Oppose Master-Disciple Romance" Huai Yan was a peerless talent with an exceptional constitution. At nine, he became the sole disciple of the immortal lord Qing Mingli. Yet he defied all propriety and developed feelings for his own master. When his forbidden feelings were exposed, Huai Yan knelt before Qing Mingli and admitted he had failed his master's kindness, begging him to punish him. Qing Mingli gently stroked his head, sighed, and sent him to the Valley of Severed Affections. His master said that love was an illusion and shouldn't stand in the way of his pursuit of the Great Dao. But when Huai Yan crawled out of the deadly valley in a wretched state, his feelings were still there. He still loved Qing Mingli. He told no one. Later, Qing Mingli took the initiative and asked Huai Yan if he would become his Dao companion. Huai Yan accepted in a frenzy of joy, thinking that his hard times were finally over. Qing Mingli announced their wedding to the world: master and disciple were to be married. Six months later, Qing Mingli told Huai Yan that demons were running rampant, and that his special constitution would let him turn back time and erase the source of the demons if he refined Qing Mingli into a spiritual tool. Only then did Huai Yan realize that there had never been any mutual love between them. The tenderness of those six months was merely a reward Qing Mingli had granted him for killing his master with his own hands. And the feelings Huai Yan thought he'd hidden so well had seemed utterly childish to Qing Mingli. He nearly begged Qing Mingli, asking if he wasn't afraid Huai Yan would hate him. Qing Mingli simply looked at him in silence. Time was turned back after all. On the day he returned to the Valley of Severed Affections, Huai Yan found Qing Mingli and confessed everything. After searching Huai Yan's soul and seeing his memories, Qing Mingli asked if he hated him. Huai Yan smiled. “Once a master, always a father. How could your disciple dare?” Later still, Qing Mingli went mad from cultivation deviation, tormented by desire until he knelt before Huai Yan in a wretched state and said, “Your master wants to become your Dao companion.” Huai Yan respectfully helped him to his feet. “Master, tell me, how is someone supposed to fall in love with the person he once killed with his own hands?” Guide Both are virgins; the master gets his comeuppance Formerly detached, now unhinged immortal lord gong x formerly obedient disciple shou, now single-mindedly pursuing the pinnacle of the Dao. Melodramatic, old-school style. This is my first attempt, and the main story starts after the rebirth. Theme: What the heart longs for will surely echo back.