The Stars’ Orbit as Betrothal, the Owl King Captures Her Heart

On the Observatory Terrace, the stars revolved between the fingers of Grand Musician Rong Che as he revealed Heaven’s secret: “The Seven Killings star clashes with the Purple Emperor. Bloodshed will soon engulf the frontier.”

~ The Owl King, Xiao Jue, coldly crushed the military report. “Beneath my iron cavalry, Heaven’s will means nothing!”

~ Yet that very night, he rode three thousand li and abducted the moon-cool figure from the star-gazing tower, dragging him into a war tent thick with smoke.

~ He gripped Rong Che’s chin and demanded to know his fortune, only to see those clear, cool eyes sweep over his bloodstained armor. “The darkness between your brows foretells disaster. Within three days, you’ll be struck by a hidden arrow.”

~ Xiao Jue scoffed, unconvinced.

~ On the third day, when an arrow tore through the air, Rong Che threw himself in front of him.

~ Only when blood stained the white robes did Xiao Jue understand: this celestial immortal had already descended into the mortal world for him.