Qing Ping Yue: The Fox's Shadow on Tianshan
A shard left from the Mending of Heaven falls on Tianshan time and again.
Beneath the Bodhi tree, a faint silver trace; a thousand-year fox shadow, pure as a silk train.
The wood energy of Qingqiu stirs faintly; the hidden fire of Li rests in her heart.
Once a solitary wanderer beyond the world, she stirs the winds with a single night's passing.
The Desire Realm was once free of strife. Immortals and demons each kept to their own order, the human world was peaceful, and the three realms coexisted in harmony. Deep in Tianshan, a silver fox who had cultivated for two thousand years bore within her the origin of the Heaven-Mending Stone and Qingqiu Wood. She quietly guarded the rift between realms beneath the Bodhi tree, taking no interest in worldly affairs and seeking only peaceful cultivation.
But undercurrents stirred. Greed, anger, and delusion grew stronger in the human world; karma in the demon realm fell into chaos, and the red threads of fate in Tushan were repeatedly disturbed. Even the immortal clans were shrouded in mist, and the order that had kept the realms at peace teetered on the brink of collapse. An unseen force unsettled the once-peaceful three realms. War was about to break out, and all living beings faced grave danger.
She had been content to remain an idle outsider, but her innate origin made her the one variable shared by all three realms. Bearing a strange power of pure yang, she belonged neither to the immortals nor the demons, and did not enter the Buddhist temple. She faced every faction alone. From guarding the mountain in seclusion to entering the world to restore order, she upheld order with her true heart and settled the world's fate with her innate power. She sought neither dominion nor godhood, only a return to unity, so that humans, immortals, demons, and devils could each live by their own rules and the Desire Realm could once more know peace.
A xianxia epic that turns convention on its head, with no messy love triangles or senseless slaughter. It follows the Way of order and holds all living beings dear, telling a tale of balance and tenderness unique to Eastern mythology.
