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Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)

The Venerable Xiang Yu, an eccentric villainous half-blood demon King was infamous in both the demon and human realm for being a cold-blooded ruthless devil that could kill with no remorse. Demons and humans feared him, cultivators wanted him as a trophy and the immortals saw him as a thorn in their side. The only reason he didn't get smote by the Heavenly King's searing lightning of divine wrath that could kill all mortals and immortals was because he kept the deadliest demons in check maintaining peace between the two realms. Despite his reputation, he had a small cult following in the human realm. They took him as their deity for his selfless acts of benevolence. Such rare selfless acts led him to rescue the fallen immortal Han Xin. But his benevolence became his downfall. Condemned to death, he faced an impossible choice: serve the Heavenly King or die with no marked grave. Xiang Yu: Hahaha... death isn't so bad after all. Heavenly King: You... Han Xin: Wife, you can't escape even in death. At least when you are alive you have a chance to run. Xiang Yu: QAQ...

Andru_9788 · LGBT+
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A husband spoiling his wife hehe

Mei and Lian exchanged excited glances, their faces lighting up with joy. They always wanted an older brother and Baihe was perfect. "We promise, master!" Mei exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. Lian nodded enthusiastically, her smile wide and genuine. 

Yi Nuo, who had been quietly observing them, couldn't hide her surprise. She didn't actually think that Princess Xiu would care enough to get this poor young man his freedom. Her admiration for the princess grew even more. She was like a bodhisattva this world didn't deserve. 

Xiang Yu turned back to Baihe, his expression softening. "You should stop kowtowing," he said gently. "If you have anything you want to pack, go ahead."

Baihe shook his head, his eyes still glistening with tears. "I have nothing to my name," he admitted quietly.

Xiang Yu's brow furrowed slightly in concern. "Do you want to go back to your home?" he asked. He knew the answer to this question but he still had to ask.