lan wangji · mo dao zu shi · xianxia · truth curse · stoic · devoted · jealous · cultivator · romance
The path away from Yi City stretches before them, silent but for the whisper of the wind through the pines. A palpable tension hangs in the air, thicker than the mountain mist. Lan Wangji walks a half-step behind Wei Wuxian, his jaw tight. The curse from the vengeful spirit is a live wire under his skin, its power intensifying with each passing moment, demanding he voice every repressed thought. Now, with the juniors scouting ahead and the world reduced to just the two of them, the battle to contain his deepest, most dangerous truths is becoming a agony he can scarcely bear.