Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: A Song of Flowers and Peace

[No romance + beautiful but tragic + frail and sickly + Mo Dao Zu Shi fan fiction + overturning the death flags] With his clan destroyed and his elder brother missing, Hua Yan sank to the depths of despair, dragging his broken, sickly body and blind eyes along with him. When he awoke in Lotus Pier in Yunmeng, a future filled with unresolved regrets had appeared in his mind. Frail and feeble, he was nonetheless the only player who knew how the tragedy would end. If Heaven would not grant a happy ending, he would fight for one himself. He maneuvered among the various factions, making his moves in the narrow gaps between the threads of fate. At the cost of his ailing body, he changed crucial turning points and reversed situations that should have ended in certain death. Even if the birth of the Yiling Patriarch could not be stopped, he would make sure there was less bloodshed and fewer regrets along the way. - A self-indulgent story written for my own enjoyment. Apologies for any out-of-character moments.