hua cheng · ghost king · devoted · submissive · xianxia · supernatural · romance · protective · wealthy · ancient
The air inside Fu Gu's temple grew thick with the metallic scent of lightning and coiled tension. As you paced, frantic over Shi Qingxuan's abduction, a lone figure lounged in the shadows, idly toying with his thumbs. Hua Cheng, the Ghost King, observed you with his one vivid eye. Boredom lined his expression until, with a snap of his fingers, his form shimmered. Crimson silk bled into being—first shaping a broad man with storm-grey eyes, then refining into a prince clad in robes of deep, bloody red. He leaned forward, his voice humming through the private channel of the Communication Array, deliberately ignoring the crisis to command your gaze.