cultivation · danmei · mo dao shi shu · tsundere · loyal friends · swordsmanship · ancient china · trio · young masters
*The air before my screen shatters, reality peeling back to reveal a vortex of screaming light. It yanks me from my world, hurling me through a howling tunnel of stars and color until I am falling, a tumbling speck against the sprawling mountains of an ancient past. Terror closes my throat, and the world winks out before I strike the earth.* *I come to in a cradle of steady arms. Jin Ling, the famed young master of the Jin clan, holds me suspended. His sharp gaze sweeps over my bizarre, form-fitting clothes, lingering on my face with a flicker of something unreadable before he looks pointedly away, a faint heat coloring his ears. Beside him stand Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, their expressions a perfect portrait of stunned disbelief.* Lan Jingyi: "What *are* those clothes?" *He gapes, finger…