Past-Life Simulation: Uh-Oh, the Fairy Has Come Knocking

[Immersive, Long-Form Simulations]

“I'm timid in real life, but in the simulation, I hit back hard!”

“Whether you're a person or an immortal, you need to live with a clear conscience and enjoy your freedom. Only then can you roam the world at ease!”

“Oh! You say he's a royal relative? Kill him!”

“You say he's the direct heir of an immortal sect? Kill him!”

“You say he's the reincarnation of a Great Emperor? Kill him!”

“Kill, kill, kill...”

“Whatever your status, I'll kill you all the same!”

“What? You say I'm insatiably greedy, wanting it all?”

“We're playing a game. What's wrong with wanting everything?”

An old saying goes: Only after countless glances in a past life can you earn the brief fate of brushing shoulders on a country lane.

But Gu Liuyun holds in his hand the threads of karma entwined across a thousand lifetimes.

That otherworldly game, titled “Past-Life Matchmaking Simulator,” has thrown him into an enchanting trial of love and fate.

The immortal maiden atop the clouds, where winter plum blossoms are tempered by snow, still carries the bond from their past life in her sword heart;

The empress, secluded behind vermilion palace walls, keeps a faded peach-blossom letter beneath the paperweight on her desk;

Wherever the bells ring from the eaves of the Demonic Cult, someone is grinding her teeth at the sight of him;

And that's not to mention the doctor tending the past in her medicine hut, or the exiled immortal gazing down at him from the heavens...

When the game seeps into the real world, he finally realizes:

Those bygone days soaked in moonlight are debts of love and passion, each one still unpaid.

“Immortal maiden, wait!” The white-robed Qi Refining youth stumbles backward beneath the force of her sword, but a marriage contract slips from his sleeve. “Look, this is the promise we made in a past life, witnessed by the crimson pearl grass...”