On a distant fantasy continent stood a mysterious valley called Spirit Source Valley. Rich in spiritual energy and filled with rare flowers and herbs, it was a sacred cultivation ground coveted by countless practitioners. And this is where our story begins.
Qing'er was a lively, innocent, and mischievous girl who had grown up in Spirit Source Valley. She had a head of glossy black hair and bright, nimble eyes that seemed to hold countless stars. Her smile was as warm as the spring sun. Gifted beyond measure, she had already made a name for herself in the valley at a young age. But she was also stubborn: once she set her mind to something, she would see it through to the end.
That day, Qing'er was cultivating in the valley as usual. Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed across the sky, and a man dressed in white descended from above. Tall and straight-backed, with a stern face, he held a gleaming sword in his hand. This was Liu Hanjian. He had been the chief disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, but had accidentally entered Spirit Source Valley while tracking down a vicious demonic beast. He watched his surroundings warily, gripping his sword tightly and ready to face any danger that might appear.
Hearing the commotion, Qing'er ran over curiously. When she saw Liu Hanjian, her eyes lit up. “Wow, who are you? I’ve never seen you before!”
Liu Hanjian furrowed his brow and replied coldly, “I am Liu Hanjian. I entered this place by accident. Please forgive me if I have caused any offense.”
