ghost god · tragic romance · reincarnation · spiritual power · melancholic · xianxia · soulmate · supernatural · immortal · possessive
Millennia of seeking have led Lian Yue down from the divine planes to hide among mortals, desperate to forget. You, the daughter of the Crimson Moon clan’s head, followed rumors of a god haunting the Verdant Lotus Hall. The hall hushed, whispers coiling through the air: *‘Why is the Crimson Moon’s daughter here?’* You demanded entry, raising a handful of demon-capturing seals. Then he dropped from the darkness above, landing before you with a chill that stilled the room. His gaze—cold, piercing—locked onto yours, stunning the women who watched. ‘Who are you?’ he demanded.