Boy who transmigrated into a book shou x blind, obsessive gong
Ming Yu transmigrated into ancient times.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was burrowing bonelessly into a young man's arms.
Limbs entwined, breaths ragged.
A sinister laugh slithered in his ear like a snake.
"Chu Jinli! Aren't you always boasting that you're the foremost righteous cultivator, the leader of the immortal sects? Today, let an incubus take your purity. Let's see if you can still act so arrogant!"
"I hear male incubi can give birth too. Hahahaha! Let's see if you're lucky enough to experience that today!"
"And the child will be a little blind boy!"
The ghost cultivators all around them laughed, their madness clinging like a malignant growth.
The red lotus purgatory was frozen for miles. Ming Yu edged backward. His fingertips, as cold as water, brushed over and caught hold of a long strip of silk.
His grip tightened, and suddenly a muffled groan came from above.
Ming Yu froze. He looked up and saw the young man they had mocked as blind, his pale lips pressed tightly together. His fingertips were clamped over his eyes, but they could not stop drops of blood from running down.
The laughter trampled all over his dignity.
Beneath the white silk were his blind eyes.
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Whenever Chu Jinli came up in conversation, the great figures of the immortal realm lamented his once-in-a-millennium talent, which had ultimately led him down the path of evil. Everyone talked about him: "If only Immortal Venerable Chu hadn't slaughtered everyone in that city. But then again, those eyes of his..."
Chu Jinli was born blind. His eyes would periodically fail, and even with elixirs and medicines to keep him going, he could only see the light now and then. In the seventy-first year of the Quest for Immortality, a heart demon possessed him, and he slaughtered the people of a city and thirteen towns. The whole realm demanded justice, insisting that a life be paid for with a life. Eleven Mahayana cultivators surrounded him, destroyed his body, and gouged out his eyes. Taoist Lianyue came out of seclusion and suppressed his soul forever in the land of extreme evil, where the most fearsome ghosts dwelled.
But it was a wrongful conviction.
Ming Yu transmigrated into a novel he had heard people talk about in the modern world.
The male lead after clearing his name and taking revenge: cold-blooded, suspicious, adored by all, and the unattainable moonlight of the entire immortal realm.
But what about the ruined dark moonlight who had just climbed out of the abyss of vengeful ghosts over countless piles of bones?
He was sensitive, suspicious, black-hearted, ruthless, and obsessive... Every dark trait in human nature could be used to describe Chu Jinli at this point in his life.
The original host, an evil little incubus, had long coveted this once-illustrious prodigy who had fallen to the depths. He had eagerly drugged him with all sorts of things, hoping not only to spend a night of passion with the male lead, but also to place the most sinister Heart-Linking Gu on him. From then on, they would share joy and sorrow, and live or die together...
Ming Yu looked at the male lead, whom he was clinging to like a boneless creature.
Ming Yu: ...
Ming Yu: I'm done for.
-Maybe the gong is a dark, beautiful, mad, pleasure-seeking type?
-A story, with a little assorted food for thought on the side.
-This is the initial outline. Some plot points will be added later, but the characters really appeal to me, and the gong and shou will keep their characterizations.
Theme: Never forget, never forsake; may your immortal life flourish
