Every day on Xingyue Peak, beneath the first light of dawn, I worshiped my master, admired my senior sister, and looked up to my senior brother. I worked hard in silence, hoping one day to catch a glimpse of their backs, with my junior sister, who had grown up alongside me, always following close behind. I thought these days would go on forever. I thought my senior sister and senior brother would become a couple of heroes everyone envied. But a world-shaking upheaval was quietly drawing near the little sect on the mountain, and both my past and the entire martial world were becoming more complicated and bewildering…
Starting out is a bit like keeping a diary.