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 springy stem wrapped around Shen Jiyu's length causing his dick to pulse insistently. It constricted tighter, moving like a snake around his balls and over his long cock.'

Shen Jiyu bit his lips, unable to concentrate on what was happening. He needed to bring himself in order.

In front of him, the huge black mist had turned into the figure of a young woman in her early twenties, she had long black hair and wore an ancient costume, she crawled on the ceiling, their head was turned back to face them and her eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites of the eyes glued on them.

"It is a fierce ghost! It is a fierce ghost!" Mao Ji shouted as he threw one talisman after the other.

Yan Xiang looked up from where he was having his Gege lean on him weakly. Who is this thrush that keeps on insulting him, how is this a fierce ghost? If this is a fierce ghost, then what does that make him, King Yama, Meng Po?

Arc 5.28 A massage (Slight M)