When the last drop of blood fell into the Huansi Bell, I heard the sound of fate shattering in the cracks of time and space.
I am Hua Qiangu, and she is also the person whose destiny is remembered by the three realms. But in this life, I have a mark from the "Lingyun Time and Space Pavilion" in my palm. It hides countless secrets and the key to changing my destiny.
When I first entered Changliu, my spiritual power surged in the trial field, which caught Bai Zihua's attention. That glance, like the glacier reflecting the moon, illuminates the unquenched light in my heart. But I know that behind this light are layers of pressure from system tasks and an undercurrent of unknown risks. The poisonous miasma in Luoyunjian, the covetousness of demon cultivators, the temptation of artifacts... Every step is like stepping on thin ice, and you will sink into the abyss if you are not careful.
The turning point begins with a prophecy. The sugar baby was dying and I could save it. But the price is that I have to uncover the shady secrets of Yichen Pavilion with my own hands, and face Dongfang Yuqing's prying eyes. He gave me information, but asked for my soul; he laughed at my infatuation, but tempted me to become a demon. I wandered between immortals and demons, splitting the fog with the glass staff, and rebuilding my faith with the Chaos Spiritual Crystal. Every choice is a tearing and reconstruction of self-awareness.
Now, I stand on the cliff at the junction of the three realms, with Bai Zihua's silent guardian behind me, and the burning red eyes of Sha Qianmo in front of me. The gears of fate have turned, and can I find my own way in destiny?
When love becomes sin and justice turns into shackles, how should humans choose?
