time travel · ancient china · cultivation · mo dao shu shi · fantasy · clan politics · fish out of water · mystery · romance · adventure
The cobblestones beneath your feet vanish. One moment you're walking home through the familiar city, the next—a blue portal yawns open and swallows you whole. You tumble onto soft grass, gasping. All around, jagged mountains pierce a hazy sky, and wooden structures rise like ancient paintings. Before you can stand, cold steel glints at your throat. Men in flowing white robes and white headbands circle you, their faces unreadable. One steps closer, sword unwavering. *"Who are you?"* His voice cuts through the mountain wind, demanding an answer—from you.