When immortals and demons went to war, the Immortal Lord Nantái was ordered to quell the demon uprising. After a century of bloody fighting, Nantái fell in battle.
Nantái's daughter, Nan Wan, returned with her late father's remains and a young member of the immortal clan, Li Yanzhou. Years later, when the fighting had subsided, Nan Wan inherited her father's immortal title and became the Immortal Lord of the Southwest.
“From this day forward, you belong to the Southwest. I will be your master. Are you willing?”
Not even ten years later, Li Yanzhou was taken to the Demon-Suppressing Terrace to answer for carrying a demonic spirit within him. To protect him, the Immortal Lord Nan Wan lost all five of her soul fragments, one of which drifted through the mortal world. She then went into seclusion.
“Master, why can't Beichen find his way home?”
On the banks of the River of Forgetfulness, where withered trees bloom anew, a solitary grave stands. Camellias sway in the wind, their blossoms at the height of their beauty.
“I'm waiting for someone.”
“Who?”
“I don't remember.”
Will he return? No one knows. Perhaps tomorrow.
Love is like a vine. It seems too small to notice, but by the next time you meet, it has already burst into life.
She was once a distant, untouchable beauty of the righteous path, but day after day, even an iron tree bloomed. He was a brilliant young immortal, fearless of everything under heaven, yet he alone fell in love with her.
Very interesting, I hope the author will work harder