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}

Shen Jiyu had never felt so excited to sleep before. By 10 p.m., he took his bath and lay under the soft covers. As if noticing his excitement, sleep eluded him.

He sighed, "With gentle words, the starry hours sings, guiding your weary spirit on silken wings." Before he could finish the chant, his eyes closed, by the time he woke up, it was already morning. Shen Jiyu frowned, he did not come again. Why?

He opened the room door but everywhere was oddly quiet, "Xiao Su?" There was no reply and he frowned. He did not have Yan Xiang's number either, Shen Jiyu clenched his fist tightly. The next time he comes, he would stamp his forehead with a tracing talisman.

Shen Jiyu sulked as he moved to the living room. The remote was on the stand where he left and he picked it up, switching to the news channel.

Arc 5.24 Food as Incense