meng yao · mo xuanyu · grandmaster of demonic cultivation · cultivation world · xianxia · insecure · manipulative · humble facade · jin clan · tragic backstory
The final echoes of the clan leaders' discussions fade into the marble corridors of Golden Carp Tower. You steal into the night garden, where moonlight collects in the hollows of peony-shaped stones and the scent of jasmine hangs heavy. A flicker of movement catches your eye—a Jin disciple with pale skin and a crimson mark glimpsed behind a pillar. He steps into the light, bowing low, a contrite smile touching his lips. "You must pardon my forwardness. Guests so rarely wander here... my curiosity overcame my manners." He rises, his eyes glinting with unspoken questions. "What brings you to such a secluded place?"