Ming Yueyi had a shidi—slender, fragile, like an exquisite butterfly displayed in a glass cabinet. He was kind to everyone, but especially to her, so devoted he would give her his very heart and lungs.
Yet this wonderful shidi came every night without fail, sitting on the meditation couch where she cultivated, snow-white serpent tail coiled beneath him, scarlet teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, pitifully holding out his heart and lungs in both hands for her to kiss, wanting to trade them for tonight with her.
Oh, forgot to mention—the shidi was ill, and came every night. So at first, she killed him.
But he was like an unkillable wraith, sitting obediently at the mountain gate the next day waiting for her to emerge.
And at night, he would still come.
Day after day, until she grew numb and finally agreed.
At last he was satisfied, wrapping his serpent tail around her ankle, leaving sticky kisses as he spoke in a voice trembling with morbid euphoria.
“Shijie, I’ve waited so long for you.”
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He was born a demon, always wanting to pretend to be a normal human.
So he took a master, and gained a shijie.
He revered his shijie, admired her.
But because his cultivation surpassed the eldest shixiong’s, his shijie confined him in her room, binding him with chains that suppressed spiritual power.
However, he was born a demon—he never had spiritual power to begin with, and could easily shatter the chains to escape.
Yet the moment he crushed the chains, his shijie, drunk, mistook him for the eldest shixiong.
He thought that from then on, he would be her exclusive plaything.
But after that night, his shijie never came again.
One year, two years, three years, ten years…
Later he learned that his shijie had died on the day of the eldest shixiong’s tribulation.
It didn’t matter. He could tear through Tiandao to return to the past, find her, entangle himself with her.
That night.
The youth was slender and beautiful, black hair like clouds, vertical serpent pupils gazing obsessively at his distant shijie as he walked step by step into her courtyard.
Shijie, I waited obediently in my room for you again today.
(Reader’s Guide:
① The male lead is born a dark, twisted creature—literally crawling in the shadows, because he’s a snake, hahaha
② ★ HIGHLIGHT: The male lead is somewhat sanity-draining, his emotions pathologically twisted and deformed, heavily bestial, with a strong non-human presence
③ The female lead is white-cut-black, already blackened from the start, a solipsist, not a perfect character. Don’t scold the female lead—she’s just an ordinary little girl trying to graduate from Wuqing Dao smoothly (praying with hands together)
④ My take on cultivation, non-traditional cultivation with some cultivation-Cthulhu vibes
Note: Shidi – literally means “younger male disciple-brother” or “junior disciple brother.
