The Villain Has Turned Dark Again

[Transmigration + two male leads + everyone’s favorite + one escalating clash after another + multiple versions + cultivation]

When Xie Ci, the fire thief, wakes up, he finds himself lying in a blood-red maple forest, wearing nothing but a faded Taoist robe.

All he has to guide him is a fragmented mission directive: [Target: Xiao Jue]

Fine. As long as I can get home, I’ll see this through.

But the System never said there were three of them.

He thinks he’s just an ordinary person who wandered into the world of cultivation.

Until he stands before the gates of Qingyun Sect,

and a white-robed youth, as graceful as a crane, says fervently, “You’re finally back.”

“The me at night is different from the me now.”

The midnight Xiao Jue is an obsession. His very existence is like a vine parasitic on the depths of night, climbing over the walls of consciousness only when the moonlight is at its brightest, reaching out soft tendrils to touch everything that belongs to his daytime self.

The white-haired master is as cold as frost and snow, distant and aloof. Yet he, too, has a weakness.

“This time, I hope you’ll live well.”

Now, the karma of all his past lives rests on his shoulders.

How can he escape this game of destiny?