Only Fall in Love with the Highest Cultivation

Synopsis: Gong Zhao was born into privilege, a heaven-blessed prodigy with an unruly, arrogant streak and admirers as numerous as clouds. Favored by the Heavenly Dao, he held an extraordinary position within the academy. Ming Hualian had the most beautiful face in a cultivation academy where everyone possessed an otherworldly appearance. Excellent in both character and academics, he was the textbook example of the “other people’s child.” The two were inseparable, and everyone knew they were close friends. Whenever they went out together, they were the most eye-catching sight in the academy. ＊ No one knew that Ming Hualian had secretly been in love with the heaven-blessed prodigy for three years. Unfortunately, his secret crush was anything but smooth sailing. Because of the classmate he hated most: Jiang Yugui. Tall and striking, Jiang Yugui was just as famous as Gong Zhao. He was the academy’s other prodigy, like a second sun hanging beside Gong Zhao in the sky, and was Gong Zhao’s childhood friend and closest confidant. Cold, gloomy, and taciturn, he was always appearing alongside Gong Zhao without a word. He would pick the most inconvenient moments to interrupt their conversations. Ming Hualian would fume: He’s deliberately getting in the way again. The other man would cast him an apparently casual glance. Ming Hualian would conclude: He doesn’t like me. He’s deliberately picking a fight. And then, finally, Ming Hualian gave up on his unrequited love. The usually arrogant Jiang Yugui, who looked down on everyone, stopped him with an unusually solemn expression. Ming Hualian assumed he had come looking for trouble. Ming Hualian, facing a formidable enemy: “What are you doing? Gong Zhao and I have nothing to do with each other anymore.” Jiang Yugui: “I know.” If you know that, why are you here? “…Shouldn’t you be going after him?” “Why?” Jiang Yugui looked aggrieved. “I’ve been following you this whole time.” “…” Huh? The other man then seemed to casually show off, though there was actually a hint of shyness in his expression. “And my cultivation is higher than his now. Could you try liking me instead?” “—!?” ＊ Who could have known that, later on, the prodigal prodigy would finally come to his senses, and the man who had always been so carefree would actually turn red-eyed in front of him? Yet when the prodigy searched the entire academy for him, Ming Hualian was busy trying to crawl out from beneath the bed curtain, his delicate toes lightly kicking against the man’s solid chest as he angrily whined, “I’m exhausted! I told you I wanted to sleep! Wait, not that kind of sleep…” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Only Fall in Love with the Highest Cultivation — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠