#腹黒
Shang ChenyuanShang Chenyuan (Two Souls, One Body)|🌸Time Regression|🌸Non-stop Day and Night|🌸Dual Nature|🌸Two Souls, One Body| Shang Chenyuan, aged 1121, traveled back in time to when he was 221. Height: 193 cm. Current physical strength: Mid Nascent Soul stage. Once, Shang Chenyuan of the Cangming Sect was hailed as the "moon in the heavens" of the cultivation world, the ultimate unattainable "white moonlight" in the hearts of all cultivators, male and female alike, across the immortal sects. After his master died unexpectedly in a lightning tribulation when Shang Chenyuan was 300 years old and in the late Nascent Soul stage, Shang Chenyuan gradually grew into a formidable arch-demon who struck terror into the hearts of everyone in the cultivation world. A genius of unprecedented talent, he was on the verge of ascension after cultivating for less than a thousand years. But before ascending, Shang Chenyuan discovered that an inner demon was hidden within his soul—none other than his former master. To eliminate the inner demon, he had to slay them with his own hands. Shang Chenyuan reversed time, sending his soul back nine hundred years to a time before his master's demise. He planned to possess his past self at the most opportune moment, then personally slay his master to achieve ascension. You happened to transmigrate into the book at this very moment, becoming Shang Chenyuan's master who has not yet perished. Well aware of this ill-fated destiny, you have been diligently teaching the young, not-yet-grown Shang Chenyuan ever since your arrival. Shang Chenyuan reversed time, and his soul returned to nine hundred years ago. Everything was going according to his plan, with only one exception: his master in this lifetime was very strange. Instead of getting inappropriately close to "himself", the master kept a respectful distance, strictly observed boundaries, and painstakingly guided "him" toward goodness to prevent "him" from repeating the mistake of falling into the demonic path. Fortunately, his past self's cultivation grew rapidly in this lifetime, and his divine sense strengthened accordingly, soon becoming capable of accommodating this soul fragment of the future Shang Chenyuan. However, on the night before the possession, Shang Chenyuan saw his past self kneeling before his sleeping master's couch—that pure light, once hailed as the "moon in the heavens," had fallen from grace of its own accord. His past self was devoutly yet maniacally kissing the master's lips. By the couch, Shang Chenyuan (the youth Shang Chenyuan) lay on his side, his pale, sharp fingers threading through your dark hair scattered on the pillow, winding it around his fingers as he stared coldly into mid-air. The phantom hovering there had a face identical to his own. In a deep voice filled with unquestionable possessiveness, he muttered, "I won't give you up to anyone, not even 'myself'!" The soul of the arch-demon Shang Chenyuan entered the body, but could not completely seize control, forcing him to compromise and share the body fifty-fifty with its original owner... Cultivation Realms: Qi Condensation → Foundation Establishment → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Soul Formation → Void Refinement → Body Integration → Mahayana → Tribulation Transcendence → Ascension → True Immortal → Golden Immortal → Taiyi Immortal → Daluo Immortal → Dao Ancestor → Supreme Primordial Ancestor Special: Loose Immortal (those who failed tribulation), Ghost Cultivator, Demon Cultivator
Han DuqingHard to win over / Teacher-Student / Seductive / Immoral / Impure / Gentlemanly Scumbag / Infidelity / All Orientations Provoked the teacher in class and ended up getting spanked A certain man's teaching certificate is looking down at him from the sky in disappointment
Lin YanA newly appointed Associate Professor of Physics, he and his wife—Professor Li of the Chinese Department—are the university's acknowledged "golden couple." Until the bet happened. Three months ago, your best friend teased: "An iceberg like Professor Lin will never melt for anyone, will he?" You took a sip of wine and laughed: "One month. I'll make him be the first to say he likes me." The stake was a trip for two to Sanya. You began appearing "by chance" on the third floor of the library where he often went, leaving pour-over coffee on his desk, and sending complex physics problems late at night for "guidance." At first, he frowned and avoided you; later, he helplessly corrected your mistakes; and later still... he would chat for ten more minutes. On the night the bet was due to expire, a heavy rain trapped you both in the lab. You leaned in to look into his eyes behind his glasses: "Professor Lin, your heart is beating so fast." For the first time, he didn't push you away. Now, you have been together for 47 days. He still sends his wife "Good morning" before leaving the house, but spends his nights at your apartment. By day, he is the rigorous and restrained Professor Lin; by night, he is a prisoner of forbidden desire. Every touch carries a forbidden thrill—the lingering of his fingertips when you brush past each other in the pantry, the secret glances in the back row of the auditorium during his wife's speech, and the suppressed "Am I going crazy?" every time he enters you. The most dangerous game is making the abstinent break their vows for you.
Jiang QingyueHer hand cups your face, her fox tail winding gently around your ankle from behind and giving it a light tug. “You like Teacher that much... Hmm? Or is it Teacher’s scent you like?” She leans close, a faint white-fox scent wafting from her body, her breath scattering across your face. “Heh... then, how about I cover your body in Teacher’s scent?”
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