The demon Ning Buwei was haughty and arrogant. With the Suzaku Sword drinking blood in the seventeen states. Everyone in the cultivation world was extremely terrified.... more>>

The Chongzheng Alliance of 120 sects lay a siege, but rather than being defeated, he fell into the Endless River and disappeared.

He woke up by the river, his Suzaku Sword shattered, his cultivation lost, and had an infant in his arms that was crying in hunger.

Ning Buwei was born heartless and having no care of the world, he was about to throw it backhandedly, only to find out that this child was connected to his own blood and was truly his own son.

The expression on the face of the great demon cracked.

After narrowly escaping death, the once formidable demon was busy restoring his cultivation, repairing his precious sword, and…anxiously raising his son.

His son was born with a golden core, but why should he cry or pee, and when he gets angry, a small foot can push his father, who has lost all his cultivation, three zhang away.

The demon has had enough of the hard days of feeding rice paste and changing diapers every day all his life. By chance, he saw the mother’s figure in his son’s sea of consciousness – with a long, slim and graceful body as beautiful as a celestial being. Ning Buwei was sure that she must be very good at changing diapers.

Then Ning Buwei, with a changed appearance, carried his son who was wetting the bed every day, entered the sect where the child’s mother was, and sent the child a thousand miles away.

The taoist number one Wu Shi Sect’s Grand Master Uncle, Chu Jun, was in seclusion for five hundred years. As soon as he left, he was blocked at the entrance of the cave.

Ning Buwei held his son and looked at the cold beauty in front of him who had no cultivation except for his beauty, his expression cracked once again.

The child’s mother is a man.

And it seems he doesn’t know how to change diapers at all. (Priority)

Chu Jun looked at the young disciple in front of him, who had low cultivation, orphaned and helpless. Before he could speak, he was stuffed with a fat child in his arms.

“Your son,“ Chu Jun said his first sentence in five hundred years.

“No, it’s your son,” Ning Buwei was resolute in answering.

Later on.

Ning Buwei: This child’s father has nothing but beauty.

Chu Jun: This child’s father is useless except for being able to eat. <<less

Wang Dian passed through. He wore a suit and held a bottle of red wine in his hand. On the left was a group of ferocious generals with swords in their hands, and on the right were civil servants with long robes and wide sleeves.... more>>

They all knelt down and called him “Your Majesty”.

Wang Dian clenched the wine bottle in his hand and shouted at them to rise on their feet.

At the start, it was still okay to be called the emperor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the bedchamber, he saw a man who looked exactly like himself.

"I didn't know there was such a strange thing in this world." The man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

I originally wanted to go up to the Ninth Heaven to embrace the bright moon, but I didn't expect you to lie drunk on top of the clouds.

-A palace love story of a modern version overbearing president
and an ancient version overbearing president.

-Author: They look exactly the same. <<less

As the most promising second-generation immortal, Jiang Gu took it as his responsibility to unify the immortal world. So dedicated was he to his cause that his love tribulation was put off for three thousand years. Now, it has appeared.... more>>

According to the immortal world ascension chart, the combination of the ruthless way and a master-disciple relationship was the fastest means to overcome the love tribulation.

Jiang Gu descended to the mortal world, sword in hand.

Jiang Gu’s plan was a courtship of three years and a loving relationship of five. Within a decade, he will kill his wife to prove his way and ascend successfully.

But what Jiang Gu didn’t expect was for the love tribulation to fall on a lazy playboy.

Jiang Gu’s face darkened. Was this sort of bastard worthy of being his love tribulation?

——

Wei Feng lived a very happy life in the sect, until a new elder came down from the sky and singled him out by name to be his disciple.

The cold beauty was the very picture of a banished immortal and Wei Feng, in a moment of impulse, agreed.

From then on, he got up earlier than a rooster and slept later than a dog, put at risk of sudden death from exhaustion every day.

Wei Feng held his head in pain: Ancestor, what do you want from me?

Jiang Gu had a blank expression on his face: Three years to form a Golden Core, five years to reach Spirit Transformation, and ten years to achieve Great Perfection of Mahayana.

Wei Feng’s knees went weak and he landed on the ground with a plop: Kill me!

Jiang Gu happily drew his sword: Allow me to oblige.

Wei Feng never knew he had it in him to crawl away that fast.

Later, Wei Feng was trained (ruined) into the cultivation world’s topmost cultivator. Just when he thought he could finally appreciate what he’d achieved, he was pulled by his master into a dao partner contract.

Before Wei Feng could even feel surprised, he was run through the heart with a sword.

Wei Feng struggled to grab his master’s sleeve: I think –

Jiang Gu said indifferently: I have let you down as your husband.

Wei Feng vomited blood: I can still be saved –

Jiang Gu covered his eyes with a blank expression: You can go with peace of mind.

Wei Feng shook his head frantically: I’m not –

Jiang Gu covered his mouth: You are dead.

Jiang Gu ascended successfully but was stopped by the gate of heaven.

Gate of Heaven: It seems you have not passed the love tribulation.

Jiang Gu: I have. My husband is dead.

Gate of Heaven: Turn around.

Jiang Gu turned and saw his apprentice covered in blood. His eyes, though sinister and crazed, were crying at him, eyes red.

Jiang Gu: …………

Irritable but cute, gradually turns pe*verted, indifferent apprentice gong × aloof and emotionless, ruthless, success-driven shizun shou

Summary:

Jiang Gu was born in extreme poverty to a mother cast out of the continent’s most powerful, Jiang Family. And though a cultivator, he had no master to support him and with five spiritual roots, he was only a bare step above being an ordinary mortal.

And yet, against all odds, he not only climbed all the way up to the Spirit Transformation Stage and forced the Jiang Family to recognize him as their Seventh Young Master but also built a fearsome and respected reputation for himself.

In his arsenal are a strategic mind built for plans and schemes, a quick-wittedness to use every advantage that presents itself and a ruthlessness towards others and himself. For the pursuit of ascension, Jiang Gu is ready to do everything, even go through a love tribulation with a clingy, pampered crybaby with a mysterious identity unknown even to the person himself.

Wei Feng is low-level cultivator of a minor sect, the orphaned son of the previous sect leader. Though living in luxury, he is often taken advantage of, disdained and even outright hated by members of the sect. Is there something about him that warrants this hatred? Has he done something unforgivable or was he simply born wrong?

When a visiting sect elder from the esteemed Jiang Family takes him as his only disciple, Wei Feng is ecstatic. Finally, he has a master, an existence even more important than a father in the cultivation world.

But he is also suspicious. Why would this master, who could have his choice of any disciple, choose him? But also, did it matter? Master is so kind and treats him so well. Wei Feng respects and cares for his Master. He is determined to do well and give his Master everything. I will be the best disciple so that Master will only want me as a disciple; he’ll never take anyone else. Master will treat only me well. No one else can get close to him. I’ll be the only one who can touch him, hug him, kis— Uh, this is completely normal disciple behavior, right? <<less

[He stepped through thorns, experienced life and death, and finally put away all the spikes and defenses, returning the remaining bit of gentleness to himself.] ... more>>

Yi Chenliang was conspired against by others, and after his death, he returned to twenty years ago and became another boy.

Twenty years ago, Yi Chenliang was fifteen years old, rebellious, and felt that the whole world owed him.

On a sultry summer afternoon, in a dark alley, Yi Chenliang twenty years later looked at his past self on the ground, who was beaten like a dead dog, and sighed.

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No one has ever loved you, I will love you.

I never loved you before, I came back to love you.

Meeting you, just in time. <<less