Everyone knew the once-brilliant young master of Lianyun Tower was dying. His meridians severed, his cultivation destroyed. The fallen prodigy, now dethroned, became the subject of whispers—whether from envy, disdain, or pity—all uttered with eerie fascination, *"Oh, he’s about to die."* His once-dismissive fiancé spoke in a tone of condescension, *"I’ll marry you."* His lifelong rival suddenly turned sympathetic, *"Since he’s dying, let’s forget the past."* [*Faced with such pity-driven kindness, how will you complete my mission?*] Something bizarre swept the cultivation world—those lofty scions now groveled before the dying Mu Ling, bending to unprecedented humility. Pale-faced, wiping blood from his lips, Mu Ling smiled, devastatingly beautiful. [*Of course... I’ll make them pay. And when they regret it, I’ll whisper—I’m... dying.*] 1. Transmigration revenge trope; original host’s suffering unrelated to MC. 2. A captivating, fragile, masterfully scheming bottom—equal parts glamorous and heartbreaking. 3. 1v1 only~