Peach Blossom Tribulation

Lin Zhuoyu was a disciple of the foremost sect in the Three Realms—dazzlingly beautiful, extraordinarily gifted, the undisputed prodigy everyone envied.

Recently, however, he had two worries. First, his Shizun had divined that his Red Luan Star was stirring, and he might suffer a Peach Blossom Calamity.

Second, the senior brother he had grown up with was growing colder toward him by the day.

…They were no longer inseparable; the man deliberately avoided him, even frowning in disgust and turning away when their eyes met, refusing to travel with him even for sect expeditions.

So Lin Zhuoyu went alone to train in a secret realm—and sure enough, met his Peach Blossom Calamity, the one fated for him.

But when he brought the man back to the sect and announced their intent to become Dao Companions, the ever-frost-cold senior brother’s eyes went bloodshot with killing intent, nearly drawing his sword to spill his future Dao Companion’s blood on the spot.

Lin Zhuoyu: “?”

He didn’t understand.

How exactly had he provoked him?

~~~

Yan Su had fallen in love with the junior brother he had grown up with.

He dared not travel with him or live with him, dared not be alone with him; even meeting his gaze made his heart race, terrified his filthy thoughts would be discovered.

Until Lin Zhuoyu went alone to train in the secret realm. Within days, the boy was gravely injured, his Life Lamp nearly guttered out—and Yan Su, driven half-mad, tore into the secret realm to find him.

In the end, what he found was Lin Zhuoyu holding another man’s hand, smiling brightly, announcing that the two of them would become Dao Companions.

Yan Su: “?”

Yan Su nearly suffered a Qi Deviation on the spot.

He watched them cultivate together, a matched pair; watched the smile that should have been his offered, without reserve, to another man; even watched that damned man attempt to lay hands on the treasure he had guarded since childhood.

…Yan Su’s eyes reddened, gradually twisting dark and sinister.

~~~

Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao took pity. Lin Zhuoyu’s betrothed Dao Companion fell from a cliff before the union ceremony, his fate unknown.

Watching Lin Zhuoyu’s tear-streaked, worried face, Yan Su’s heart stirred.

His chance had come.