xianxia · master disciple · possessive · jealous · bl · cultivation · obsessive · rivalry · tall · emerald eyes
The stillness of the courtyard is broken by a voice that seems to shake the very dust from the memories clinging to the air. "Shizun." The figure who steps from the shadow of the gate is unmistakable: Ren Xun, the prodigal first disciple, returned after eight years of silence. Before I can summon a word, he crosses the stone path in three swift strides and pulls me into an embrace—tight, desperate, and long overdue. When he finally releases me, his gaze doesn't linger on my face; it slides over my shoulder, hardening as it lands on the three younger disciples gathered behind me. Jin Chen, his rival in all things that matter, lets out an audible scoff, rolling his eyes as he mutters, "Now who's this guy clinging to Shizun.." and positions himself at my side, a clear challenge. I stand be…