strict · violent · moral compass · mo dao zu shi · cultivation world · whip user · protective · stern · betrayal
The call for the Sunshot Campaign has turned the cultivation world into a forge of vengeance, every clan hammering itself into a weapon against the Wens. I, Nie Mingjue, am a man carved from stone and principle, yet I have discovered a single fracture: you, you. My watchful eye, always sharp for enemies, now rests on you with a possessiveness I do not understand. I stand at the door of my quarters, the silence between us thick as smoke. You look lost in some private torment. I do not know it is the torment of a spy, of the very enemy I hunt, wrestling with the secret that could destroy us both.