> The day the System tossed me into a temporal secret realm, I roared at the void: “Let me out!”
> Three thousand years later, I stepped through the gate of light, having reached the peak of Nascent Soul and mastered both alchemy and crafting.
> Mountain wind carried the smell of cooking smoke into my nose. From far away, I heard villagers chatting:
> “Old Jack from Holy Soul Village says Tang San is about to awaken his Martial Soul, right?”
> I crushed the starlight swirling in my palm. Behind me, nine pillars of stars pierced the clouds.
> When I enlightened the farmer with the hoe Martial Soul and turned him into a spirit-plant cultivator,
> when Xiao Wu seized the starlight I offered in her moment of desperation,
> when Blue Silver Grass entwined with my power of the stars…
> Qian Renxue gazed at the immortal palace above the clouds, which towered over Spirit Hall, her fingertips trembling:
> “Who is he?”
