Blind to Love

[Gloomy, world-weary, aloof and sickly beauty bottom × gloomy, obsessive, possessive Ghost King top]

Also known as "Unversed in Love"

Next story: "Dying in That Proud Son of Heaven's Arms" [Gentle, straight male bottom × Despairing widower top]

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Mo Lan is the illegitimate son of the Lord of Tianji City and a filthy ghost cultivator. After spending ten miserable years in the outer city, he is brought back to the Mo family, covered in wounds and plagued by illness.

At seventeen, his spiritual core collapses, and no medicine can help him.

As he lies on the verge of death, the city lord has no choice but to find a male corpse with "perfected virtue" and use the ghost-path cultivation method he despises most to arrange a yin marriage for Mo Lan, borrowing the corpse's lifespan.

Before the coffin is closed, Mo Lan, half asleep and half awake, hears the corpse chuckle beside his ear. "Don't be afraid. Go to sleep."

When the coffin is opened the next day, everyone sees their usually cold and frail young lord curled up in the stiff corpse's arms, his complexion rosy and his breathing steady.

The chronic illnesses that had plagued him are almost entirely gone.

From then on, Mo Lan becomes the sharpest blade in the city lord's hand.

Everyone avoids him like the plague, saying the aura around him doesn't seem human.

But only Mo Lan knows that every night, when he dreams, a lonely ghost named He Jin comes to haunt him.

He Jin is tall and handsome, cold with yin energy, and puts on a refined air, yet he loves pressing himself against Mo Lan's warm body.

At first, Mo Lan resists. Then one day, he discovers a faint red thread of the Daoist partner bond between his fingers.

That night in his dream, He Jin presses against his back, his icy lips settling beside Mo Lan's ear as he speaks with a knowing smile. "The other end of the bond is connected to me... You can't escape."

He clings to Mo Lan, making him experience an intensity of love he has never known before. Before long, Mo Lan is brought down from his pedestal, just as one would expect.

On the night their passion burns brightest, He Jin kisses Mo Lan's fingers, wrapped in red thread, and vows earnestly, "I will never leave you."

Mo Lan tilts his head back and lets himself be taken, carrying those words in his heart.

-

No one would believe that the aloof, sickly young lord could have such a relationship with a lonely ghost.

So when the truth is discovered, Mo Lan is punished severely.

In a single day, He Jin's remnant soul dissipates, without even leaving a goodbye.

Mo Lan is then banished from Tianji City. Seriously wounded, he crosses the Ten Directions Sea alone and travels a hundred thousand miles to the Cangling Immortal Mountain to seek the Dao.

Mo Lan waits and waits, for so long that he begins to doubt whether He Jin ever existed at all, but He Jin never returns.

Their vows, once sworn before the mountains and sea, shatter with ease, leaving Mo Lan alone amid the wreckage. No matter how much he once loved He Jin, all that love turns to resentment.

Before leaving, Mo Lan sets fire to the sea of flowers before He Jin's grave.

The ashes cool. Mo Lan stands there, murmuring to himself.

"...He Jin, you had better really be reduced to ashes."

Until one ordinary nightmare on Cangling Mountain, when he finds himself standing in the center of a brightly decorated wedding hall with the man who had long since been reduced to ashes.

The sensation against his body feels so real. Mo Lan is first disbelieving, then consumed by rage.

At last, countless dark hands pin him down as he completes the three bows with the smiling man.

The man flirts with him as if he owns the place, his deathly pale fingers tinged blue as they lift Mo Lan's red veil. Under Mo Lan's furious gaze, he takes his hand and kisses his fingers.

"You owe me a love debt..."

"I've come to collect."

Mo Lan closes his eyes, then opens them and meets the man's gaze. He smiles sweetly.

"All right... We'll settle the score, slowly."

"Love is a madness born within the heart; this sorrow has nothing to do with wind or moonlight."

Reading Guide:

The completed novel "This Sword Startles Spring" is set in the same world.

1. The top is physically split into pieces, a gloomy, obsessive stalker who wants to cling to the bottom every chance he gets!

2. Master Tong's signature flashback scenes are available in bulk. Half the book is flashbacks.

3. My take on cultivation, nonsensical logic, lovers reunited after a breakup, and a forceful pursuit of the wife.

Extreme fans and all kinds of extremists are not welcome here.

Please don't offer writing or word-choice advice. No need to tell me if you drop the story.

4. Both leads are devoted only to each other and equally strong. The bottom is a fragile little cat with no sense of security, so he'll hate the top after he disappears.

5. The other couple are the leads of another novel set in the same world. They have a little more than a minor role, so proceed with caution if that's not your thing. This story can also be read on its own, and you don't need to have read the other book.

6. Malicious comments about either couple are not welcome. If you don't like them, leave. The secondary couple aren't villains, so don't attack them.

7. The writing may make you cringe. Run if it's not your cup of tea (kneels).

Below is the blurb for my next historical danmei novel, a transmigration-into-a-book story with a fake death.

"Dying in That Proud Son of Heaven's Arms"

[Slow-witted, resilient, gentle and kind beauty bottom × utterly two-faced, unhinged prodigy top]

[Handsome straight man × Despairing widower]

Ming Feixu is an utterly ordinary wage earner at the Transmigration Bureau.

After being set up, Ming Feixu is sent to a tiny Proud Son of Heaven world that even a dog wouldn't visit, where he becomes a cannon-fodder character of mediocre talent.

Luckily, the System he is randomly assigned gives him a useful identity: a lackey at the side of the male lead, Ji Xunshuang.

Ming Feixu cheerfully gets to work, following the male lead and focusing on fighting monsters, leveling up, and following the plot.

The male lead is so capable that he becomes the leader of the righteous path within a few years, letting Ming Feixu retire a hundred years early.

Just as Ming Feixu is celebrating, the System announces that the neighboring small world is about to collapse and is urgently calling for help from nearby worlds.

The plot has reached its end. Ming Feixu watches Ji Xunshuang formally inherit the position of Immortal Lord on the high platform and decides he can't abandon a colleague in need.

On the day Ji Xunshuang takes office as Immortal Lord, the demon race attacks Yutai.

The Demon Venerable captures the Immortal Lord's unbonded Daoist partner on the battlefield, kills him in front of everyone, then tosses aside the body and flees in arrogant triumph.

The usually noble Immortal Lord goes mad. He holds the body and kneels at Yutai for three days, exhausting every means at his disposal, yet cannot obtain a single spiritual pill from the righteous sects.

In the end, he can only watch the person he loves have his soul scattered.

-

After a great deal of effort, Ming Feixu manages to pull the neighboring world back from the brink of collapse. He says goodbye to his colleague, then eagerly takes on a new identity, ready to visit his own little world and see what great achievements the male lead has made since he left.

But after traveling all over the mortal realm, he doesn't hear a single word of praise for Ji Xunshuang, the Immortal Lord.

Instead, he repeatedly hears about the new Demon Venerable, who fell from grace for his deceased husband, slaughtered his way through the Demon Palace, and massacred three armies.

Ming Feixu isn't too happy about this. He has a grudge against the former Demon Venerable, so he decides to visit the demon realm, see if he can finish the job and whip the corpse, and look for news of Ji Xunshuang while he's at it.

But he runs into a disturbance at the border. While protecting refugees, he is captured by a great demon and sent to the demon capital, where he is offered to the Demon Venerable as a cultivation furnace.

Ming Feixu hides a dagger in his sleeve. The moment the Demon Venerable enters the hall, he presses it against his throat and snarls, "So you're the Demon Venerable. We need to talk. If you don't want to die, release those mortals."

The new Demon Venerable says nothing for a long time. His fingers hang limp, unable to even form the simplest defensive spell, as he lets the blade sink into his flesh.

Ming Feixu senses something is wrong. He looks up and meets Ji Xunshuang's blood-red eyes.

"..."

No.

This isn't right.

A flood of memories flashes through his mind: the time he spent getting to know Ji Xunshuang, accompanying him, and enjoying the moonlight together in the garden.

Then the night before Ji Xunshuang ascended to immortality, when he got drunk and kissed Ming Feixu in a daze.

A flash of inspiration strikes, and the System chimes, "Bingo!"

"Congratulations! You've unlocked a hidden side quest: Marry That Proud Son of Heaven."

Ming Feixu: "..."

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Theme: Love is the resolve to embrace each other, even across mountains