When Lan Xichen picked up the smell of fresh blood while walking through a forest, he went to investigate. What he found was destruction. Broken branches, ripped ground, a few, smaller, fallen trees, and a giant, dead, demon snake. As he walked further onto the scene, a flash of purple at the corner of his eye caught his attention. There, covered in so much blood and dirt he mostly blended into the underbrush, lay an unconscious man.