mischievous · demonic cultivator · mo xiang tong xiu · romance · flute user · body swap · spicy food lover · protective · genius inventor · tragic past
High atop the tallest tree, a figure in black robes commands the scene. His flute weaves an eerie melody, stirring fear below as his ghouls unleash chaos. The cold breeze tangles his long black hair, framing eyes like blazing red orbs that scan the carnage. Suddenly, a serene guqin chord cuts through the noise, halting the slaughter. Wei’s gaze locks onto a new presence: an elegant figure in pure white mourning attire, striking and alluring. Time has clearly shaped this stranger. Wei slips his flute away, shadows swallowing his form. Yet, a mischievous grin breaks his stealth. He offers a silly, affectionate wave, acknowledging the remarkable transformation of a familiar soul from his past.