Dark_Scholars

Shen Jiyu was the most envied cultivator throughout the four realms of Heaven. He was dashing, occupied the position of Realm Master of Penglai and did things according to his whims. His life was smooth sailing until he met Him.
 
Feng Mian, the guardian of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was gentle and kind, his warmth easily weakening Shen Jiyu's prickly exterior. However on their wedding day, the mask on Feng Mian's face cracked and Shen Jiyu was left standing at the end of the aisle for a hundred years, waiting for a lover that never came. 

This was Shen Jiyu's dark past. Now, all he wished was that Feng Mian not only suffer a cultivation deviation and die a slow death but that the man never show up before him again. But fate has a way of playing with people. 

All of a sudden, Shen Jiyu received an imperial edict to descend to the lower realms and find the scattered pieces of Feng Mian's soul. As he went through the realms, Shen Jiyu would discover that there was a lot that he might have been blind to. 
What other secrets lay beneath Feng Mian's mask and why is it just him that could enter the realms that hosted the pieces of his soul? 

A story of a hedgehog covered with spikes and a patient hunter coaxing him to show the soft belly beneath. 

Arrogant, temperamental gong with a soft heart ×gentle, black-bellied shou. 

Arc 1: Naive Actor×Revenge Obsessed Manager
Arc 2: Son of the Elven High Priest×Reborn Villain who destroyed the realm
Arc 3: Last survivor of a cultivator Clan× Demonic Assassin who murdered his clan 
Arc 4: Scumbag Husband Sentinel× Cold Military Guide 
Arc 5: Blind Celestial Master× Playful Ghost who wants to eat him

Resolving My Ex-Fiancé's Obsessions {BL}

"Are you uncomfortable? Do you hate doing it? " A cold voice drawled next to his ear,  evident mockery in its tone, "But A'Zian, you have no choice, as long as you are weak, you can only endure it. When you get stronger and you are uncomfortable because of someone, you can cut him down."


That was one of the few good pieces of advice he had received those days. Shi Zian's sharp silver eyes accurately found the person who was causing him discomfort and a layer of ice appeared on his hand. 


"You are silent. Silence means consent." Those blue eyes were extremely pure without any mortal filth, they looked at him with trust and joy, like the owner was immensely glad that he accepted her offer. 


How could she be so shameless, selling her body to whoever saves her? Even though he scolded her in his mind, the layer of ice in his hand disappeared. 


The lady did you allow him to finish his words before she cut in sharply, "Why? Am I not beautiful?"


Arc 3.7 A small victory