Cultivation + monsters + inner landscapes + suspense + the underworld + past lives and present
My name is Su Ling'er, and I'm a third-year student at Tiandao Academy. My roommate My name is Su Ling'er, and I'm a third-year student at Tiandao Academy.
My roommate is a rabbit demon, more timid than a sesame seed. Every time she hears a certain name, she poofs back into her original form. The lunch lady at the cafeteria is an octopus spirit. She serves rice, dishes, and soup with all eight tentacles at once, working faster than every restaurant in the east market of Qingyun City combined. The paving stones at our school gate can talk. I cracked one on my first day, and it still holds a grudge. Every day when I walk past, I have to say hello.
All of that is pretty normal.
What isn't normal are three things.
First, the admission letter I received on my first day was black. Only three have been issued in the past hundred years. One recipient defected, and no one dares mention the other.
Second, my mother has been missing for ten years. All she left me was a cracked bronze mirror engraved with six words: “Ling'er, don't look for me.” But the closer I get to the truth, the hotter the crack in the mirror becomes.
Third, my roommate Yun Xiaoxiao turns back into a rabbit whenever she hears that name. Not the name of an exam. Another name.
She absolutely refuses to tell me what that name is. But the paving stone already told me.
…Wait.
It just let something slip.
