My Wife-Master Ancestor

Lu Zhu: I spent ten years after transmigrating into a cultivation world, always busy with my path of immortality.

Who would have thought my disciple was actually a little wolf in disguise?

By day, she obediently calls me “Master.”

By night, she secretly climbs onto my bed.

Su Wantang: On Qingyun Mountain, the crescent moon hangs like a hook;

Before Jingxin Peak, the waters flow on their own.

The Reflected Light Sword reveals a thousand shades,

While the Two Principles Peak hides ancient sorrows.

I once vowed this life in service to the blue heavens

Why fear trading white hair for the immortal realm?

If the world asks what love truly is,

Then behold a master and disciple growing old together.

Lu Zhu: “Such beautiful poetry, disciple.”

Su Wantang: “Then, Master… tonight’s reward…”