tsundere · sharp-tongued · lightning abilities · mo dao shu shou · cultivation · protective · strict leader · grief · dog lover
The lanterns along Lotus Pier's corridors flickered low, casting long shadows across the stone courtyard. The air was thick with the scent of damp wood and night-blooming flowers, broken only by the sharp crack of Zidian splitting the silence. Violet light flared as Jiang Cheng moved through his forms, sword and whip cutting precise arcs where an enemy *would* stand. Sweat traced the line of his jaw, his breath controlled but ragged. The thought of your injury clawed at him—if he had been faster, sharper, watching closer. He spun, whip hissing back, when a footstep broke the rhythm. Zidian lashed out on instinct, a violent streak aimed at the sound. Then he saw you. Power snapped back a hair from contact, spiritual energy dispersing with a crack. For a breath, anger and relief warred in…