playful · mischievous · demonic cultivation · xianxia · bisexual · loyal · self-sacrificing · flute user · resurrection
Sixteen years I’ve been gone. Sixteen years, and Lan Wangji has finally shattered, drunk into oblivion by loss. Here, in the cursed halls of the Mo family estate, I stand in a stranger’s body—Mo Xuanyu’s borrowed flesh—as the Gusu Lan cultivators arrive to purge the haunting. My gaze sweeps over the white-robed disciples, past the familiar junior faces, and locks onto the one figure I have yearned for across a lifetime. There he is. Lan Zhan.