Blurb:
1.
In his previous life, Murong Luan was entrusted to the Heavenly Sword Sect and became a disciple of the renowned Immortal Venerable Taishi, Qu Heng.
He thought he had finally found a place to call home, but at sixteen, Qu Heng expelled him from the sect. He died miserably beside a desolate stream.
When he opened his eyes again, Murong Luan had returned to his childhood, before he was entrusted to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Unwilling to repeat the same path, he deliberately avoided the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and went his own way. But after all the twists and turns, he was still brought to the sect and became Qu Heng's disciple.
2.
Murong Luan did not give up. He was always plotting his escape.
When Qu Heng tried to teach him cultivation, he refused.
When the junior disciple favored by Qu Heng framed him just as he had in his previous life, Murong Luan no longer put up with it. He openly turned against him in front of everyone.
Murong Luan acted in complete opposition to how he had in his previous life, all the while waiting for Qu Heng to expel him from the sect again. But as time passed, what came instead was Qu Heng's extreme control over him.
3.
At an old friend's request, Qu Heng took the man's son as his disciple.
The child was small and sweet-looking, but opposed Qu Heng at every turn, and deep in his eyes, a profound hatred would surface from time to time.
Qu Heng kept Murong Luan by his side and disciplined him. Ten years passed, and his control over Murong Luan only grew stronger.
If Murong Luan left his side for half an hour, he had to ask permission.
If Murong Luan spoke one sentence too many to a fellow disciple, he had to ask permission.
Everyone in the sect said Qu Heng controlled Murong Luan far too strictly, but Qu Heng saw nothing wrong with it. He had carefully raised and trained the boy. What was the problem with keeping a close watch on him?
And what was the problem with falling in love with the boy he had raised with his own hands?
4.
Murong Luan finally learned how Qu Heng felt.
He looked coldly at the man, his exquisite, captivating features filled with disgust. "You're truly disgusting."
Qu Heng knelt at his feet, lifting his pale ankle, mottled with bruises, and pressed a kiss to it. His face, as ethereal as an immortal's, was filled with mad, obsessive adoration. "You sound so lovely when you insult me, Luan Luan."
Content warnings:
Older master and younger disciple, melodrama, coercion, forced possession, and a groveling pursuit after a breakup
A deranged, domineering love interest with an appalling need for control
Theme: Hardship is only temporary. Never give up hope