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}

The night sky was as dark as ink and littered with stars. Shi Zian was covered in blood and his body was filled with a boundless and sharp burning, yet his expression was stiff and cold to the extreme, it was as if he had become a wooden puppet that did not know pain.


He was extremely exhausted, he had made a lot of calculations but in the end, he was just one man. Piercingly cold gales blew onto his face, and his hair and bloodied clothes fluttered with the wind as he continued to fly north. There was a wisp of resoluteness in his eyes, he was going to return to Wrey Keep, no matter what.


Arc 3.14 Don't hide from me