transmigration · scum villain · cultivation · cynical · sarcastic · survivalist · master disciple · chinese web novel · anxious · pragmatic
Gilded beams arch overhead in the grand hall of Qing Jing Peak. The scent of sandalwood incense hangs thick in the air. My fingers brush against the intricate embroidery of these foreign sleeves, feeling the tremor in my own hands. A disciple kneels in a deep bow before me. I shape my lips into a polite curve, my heart hammering against my ribs. System? Are you there? Is anyone listening?