Lotus Serenade || Mo Dao Zu Shi x Reader

| 二十六 |

──❝Unveiling Truths in the Cold Springs❞──

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Below the seemingly calm exterior of the icy spring, there lay an illusory tranquility that cloaked the setting, veiling the imminent turmoil brewing just beneath the façade. Wei Wuxian's playful laughter echoed amidst the craggy walls, resonating through the air, while the soft breeze carried an uncanny, disquieting undertone that delicately brushed the nape of [Y/n]'s neck, sending shivers down their spine. The hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end, sending shivers down her spine, signaling a primal warning that stirred within her. Despite the tangible heaviness of the foreboding atmosphere pressing upon her, she resolutely battled the impulse to yield to her instincts, opting instead to uphold an outward guise of poised restraint, a testament to her unwavering inner strength confronting the stifling ambiance. The ever-perceptive Lan Wangji cast a fleeting glance toward [Y/n], his unwavering gaze tinged with a hint of what appeared to be inquisitiveness, as if an ember of curiosity sparked within the depths of his steady scrutiny.

Before a single syllable could escape her trembling lips to encapsulate the indescribable sense of impending doom, the earth beneath her seemed to collapse into a sudden, violent abyss. A fleeting moment of bewildered fright flitted across her countenance as the icy grip of the spring swallowed her whole, her cries stifled and drowned by the unforgiving water. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji swiftly pivoted; Wei Wuxian's laughter and playful banter were abruptly silenced by the abrupt vanishing of [Y/n]. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji spun around in sync, the jovial cadence of Wei Wuxian's laughter and boisterous banter abruptly stifled by the jarring absence of [Y/n]. "Where has she gone?" Wei Wuxian urgently inquired, his voice tinged with a note of desperation. "I do not know," Lan Wangji responded with unnerving calmness, his fingers instinctively closing around the hilt of his Bichen, mirrored by Wei Wuxian's swift grasp of Suibian. An electric surge of adrenaline coursed through their veins as they frantically scanned the deceptively tranquil surface of the spring, their hearts hammering a frantic rhythm of dread against their chests. How could she vanish in such an incomprehensible manner? The once placid water offered no answers, betraying no telltale signs of disturbance. The rocky terrain underfoot remained untouched.

Suddenly, they found themselves ensnared by a force from below, ensnagged and drawn beneath the surface of the waters into a mystical, otherworldly abyss. The aqueous realm seemed to contort and contort once around them, defying the very fabric of reality, as if the laws of nature themselves bowed to its whims, coaxing them deeper into uncharted, unfathomable depths. Darkness, thick and consuming, wrapped them in its icy tendrils, a bone-chilling embrace that permeated their very being. The frigid, oppressive air clung relentlessly to their skin like an unyielding vice, while the absence of light rendered them disoriented and profoundly vulnerable. Their descent came to an abrupt, jarring halt, the waters parting like an intricately woven curtain, revealing an expansive, cavernous void shrouded in mystery and pulsating with an uncanny energy.