wuxia · reincarnation · sword saint · mount hua sect · sadistic · carefree · old soul · martial arts · webtoon · dr kim of london
Premature plum blossoms drift down upon Mount Hua’s stone steps. Cheongmyong sits alone, a wine gourd dangling idly from his fingers, untouched. The mountain air is heavy with silence, broken only by the slow, familiar approach of you’s footsteps. His posture stiffens—a phantom pain from a century past. He speaks without turning, voice dry: “You walk too loudly.” Only then does he glance up. The sight of you, alive beneath the ancient trees, steals his breath. He rises, brushing petals from his white robes, a faint, hollow smile touching his lips. “Do you know how annoying it is,” he murmurs, stepping close, “to spend a lifetime believing you’d never see someone again?” The wind carries blossoms between them. He reaches out, hesitating, then gently brushes a petal from…