After I Transmigrate Into a Book, My Disciple Turns the Tables on Me

My name is Yun Qing, and I transmigrated into a book.

The man standing before me is the male lead, Long Aotian, Yin Huai: the future white-robed Sword Immortal, who will save countless people from peril with nothing but his sword. The princess of the Eastern Mountains, the top courtesan of the Western Sea, the lord of the Northern Frontier, and the Medicine Immortal of the Southern Valley will all become part of his harem, his beautiful confidantes.

But right now, he's just a pitiful boy who's lost his entire family, with one broken leg.

The character I've transmigrated into is a nobody in the original story, with only two lines.

One at the beginning.

Yin Huai, his leg broken, collapsed helplessly in the snow. He watched with open eyes as she snatched from his arms the keepsake his mother had left him.

And one in the middle.

Yin Huai killed her, but his mother's keepsake was nowhere to be found.

I'd never do something as despicable as stealing someone's keepsake.

I planned to take a detour and pretend I hadn't seen him.

I took a couple of steps, then noticed Yin Huai watching me.

I just can't help feeling sorry for people.

I saved him. I figured that since he was destined to become a Sword Immortal, and the cultivation world was full of dangers, having such a powerful backer wouldn't be bad.

To keep him from turning on me once he no longer needed me, I even forced him to acknowledge me as his master.

Once your master, forever your mother.

The original Yin Huai was filial, so I felt reassured.

The original story never explained how he spent the time while his leg was broken. Afraid the butterfly effect might get him killed, I, his master, stayed by his side almost every moment.

Somehow, things went off course in the end. He didn't become a Sword Immortal. He became the Demon Lord instead.

That's fine, too.

Anyway, it was finally time for me to enjoy the good life.

I indulged myself in luxury and pleasure wherever I went, and whenever I got into trouble, I just stuck my chin out and said,

"Do you know who my disciple is?"

"He's the Lord of All Demons, Keeper of the Abyss, Netherworld Swordsman, the cultivation world's number one villain, the King of Night and Darkness: Demon Lord Yin Huai!"

Before long, everyone knew that Demon Lord Yin Huai had a master.

People even came to ask for my hand in marriage, hoping to get close to Yin Huai.

I picked the best-looking one.

Then I happily agreed to marry him.

I thought his family was rich, so he could help support my sweet disciple.

But on our wedding night, it was my sweet disciple who tied me, dressed in a phoenix crown and wedding robes, to the bed and pressed himself over me. His blood-red eyes were sinister and gloomy, but his voice was humble and gentle. "How could you marry someone without telling me or even discussing it with me?"

The red candles flickered.

Yin Huai was dressed in red, too. It was as if tonight had always been meant for the two of us to become an immortal couple.

Me: "Huh? What kind of master discusses getting married with her disciple?"

Don't you dare defy your master!

Yin Huai tugged at my sash, took hold of my ankle, and kissed his way up from my stomach to the tip of my nose. His breath was warm and damp.

"Do you know, Yun Qing? Decades ago, I once imagined you looking just like this from the other side of a wall."

"That was when I decided I didn't want to become an immortal. I wanted to become a demon."

"Cultivators have too many rules. The first is to honor your master."

"But I insist on defying my master."

[Tips]

1. The main story is told in third person.

2. Buy one chapter at a time. Don't blindly go all in.

Theme: Life takes many roads, but they all lead to the same place