In the Divine Realm, Do Flowers Ever Bloom?

Teacher-student romance + Past and present lives + Changing fate + Growth through cultivation

Sixue: Alone, in fragments. You are a glimmer of gold in a world of gray. A cage, fate, regret! Three lives were fleeting, one thought eternal! I cannot bear for all this splendor to end in nothing!

Yin Qianhui: Searching, protecting. I gave you three thousand dreams of splendor. Gentle breezes, bright moonlight, your company. I traded my dark hair for the years ahead. Your smile as you woke from a long slumber was just as it had been, as if the past had returned!

Qiyue: Blossoms fall and drift on the breeze, as if we met beneath that tree just yesterday. A dream, drunk on ten thousand years. If the years rush by and the dream finally ends, why do I still sink into this life?

Chu Tao: Chu Tao blushed when we first met, then spent a thousand years lost in a dream. I waited in vain for the autumn moon and clear breeze, only to realize that a brief bond could never overcome fate.