The Plum Sword and Peach Blossom Calamity

The cold sword leaves its sheath, freezing ten thousand miles. But when it encounters peach blossoms, its blade becomes tainted by fate.

Seven plum blossoms, thirteen peach blossoms. Plums and peaches share a hue, drifting lightly through the mortal world.

They roam the world at will, untouched by a single thread, then depart with the carefree wind.

Mei Ruir and Tao Shisan rose from humble beginnings, soared into the sky, and wandered freely, enjoying all the world’s splendor.