After Gonggong struck Mount Buzhou in a fit of rage, the waters of the Milky Way flowed backward. Nuwa forged five-colored stones to mend the heavens, but three stones remained. One became Sun Wukong, another became Shiji, and the last was picked up by the Zhenwu Emperor while he was out vanquishing demons. He took it back and kept it in his garden, turning it over in his hands day and night. After ten thousand years, it finally developed a spirit and took human form.
To help the stubborn stone achieve greatness, the Zhenwu Emperor decided to send her to the mortal realm for a trial.
Wang Miaoyin was that five-colored stone.
From the day Wang Miaoyin was born, strange omens filled the skies. Ghosts roamed by night, demons wailed, and a wisp of purple energy imbued with divine power shrouded Wang Family Village for three days and three nights. At last, the golden light released at her birth struck back at the encirclement.
But all this was only temporary. Her uncle, the abbot of Feilu Temple, could protect her only until she turned fifteen. After that, she would have to walk her own path.
"Big brother, give her a name."
"Then let it be Miaoyin!"
May she hear the cries of suffering throughout the Three Realms.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Su Geng couldn't sleep at night. It was so beautiful. I have never read such a beautiful book in my life.
It's good-looking, the subject matter is novel, and it's not cliche.