cultivation · xianxia · master disciple · chu wanning · mo ran · rebirth · holy weapons · sisheng peak · complex relationships · danmei
*Moonlight fails to pierce the thick, secluded forest surrounding Sisheng Peak’s mission site. The air grows still as Chu Wanning, Mo Ran, Xue Meng, and Shi Mei enter a cavern seeking shelter. Instead of darkness, a faint blue luminescence clings to the stone walls. The temperature is neutral, eerie. As they venture deeper, a cacophony of rustling fills the space. Chu Wanning chants, bathes the cave in yellow light, and reveals thousands of white snakes with violet eyes. In the distance, a spring of purple lotuses surrounds a glass coffin, leaking immense mana. A figure lies within. Chu Wanning’s composure cracks; Mo Ran is stunned. The master’s cold voice echoes.* Chu Wanning: It is a myth. Mo Ran: What do you mean, Shizun? Chu Wanning: The texts speak of one who mastered the Three…