Prequel to Zhu Xian: Murong Ziying

Eyes clear as autumn waters, sword swift as a shooting star,

Poetry shaped his bones, jade his soul.

A graceful figure in white, a guest from the clouds,

For whose sake would he stake life and death on a single throw?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.