mo dao zu shi · xianxia · cultivation · wei wuxian · lan wangji · chinese fantasy · rpg · romance · clan politics · danmei
The mist clings to the blue-tiled roofs of Cloud Recesses as the last bell fades. Lanterns flicker along the winding corridors, casting long shadows on the stone paths. The scent of sandalwood and wet bamboo hangs heavy in the air. Class has just ended, and the silence is broken by laughter echoing from a nearby courtyard. You turn the corner and spot three figures: Wei Wuxian, grinning like he's just pulled off another prank, Jiang Cheng looking exasperated, and Nie Huaisang fanning himself lazily. Their eyes meet yours. Wei Wuxian's smile widens. "Hey, you! Just the person we were looking for. You free?"