Lotus Peak Awaits the Moon

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Lotus Peak Awaits the Moon begins ten years after the Battle of the East Sea, centering on the reunion of Li Lianhua and Di Feisheng. Former rivals who once stood at the pinnacle of combat cross paths again while investigating the whereabouts of Shan Gudao’s sword manual. A rusty iron lotus seed and half of a jade lotus pendant lead to a thirty-year-old case: a bodyguard died from the Ghost Physician’s signature poison, “Soul-Severing Lure”; an old handkerchief embroidered with a lotus pod conceals a clue; a jade flute in the peach grove bears the two characters “Awaiting the Moon”; and the lotus-heart herb that can cure the poison holds not only a life in the balance, but also the secret to reconnecting severed meridians.

As they investigate, the shadows of the remaining Golden Mandate Alliance, Su Mei’s obsession, and the bloody truth behind Shan Gudao’s claim that he was “betrayed” gradually come to light. Li Lianhua gets around with a bamboo cane and keeps his past as Li Xiangyi hidden, yet Di Feisheng’s quiet protection reveals that his spirit of the martial world has not faded. Di Feisheng puts away the fearsome black-iron saber and turns their old “duel” into a life spent side by side, bound by a promise to see who can live in the Lotus Tower the longest.

From the bloodstains at the Cangzhou inn to the sword manual carved into a snowy cliff, from a fight to the death in a ruined temple to the fragrance of tea in the peach grove, the grudges of the martial world gradually fade amid the scent of lotus-heart herb and the sweetness of lotus-seed cakes. When spring comes, fresh grass sprouts along the eaves of the Lotus Tower. Li Lianhua peels lotus seeds, Di Feisheng picks up a seasonal mold, and the clay pot on the stove bubbles away. The clashes of blades that once defined their lives have at last become the warmth of a home beneath the eaves, the sweetness on the table, and the long, peaceful years of “Lotus Peak awaits the moon, and the moon is by my side.”