At the Qingyun Sect's grand tournament, seventeen-year-old Shen Qiu followed her senior sister down the mountain, only to become separated from her sect in the chaos of a secret realm.
Badly wounded and on the brink of death, she accidentally contracted an ancient aphrodisiac poison. Its heat scorched her body as her mind began to fade.
Just as despair set in, a graceful figure broke through the mist: Song Baiyuan, the fifteen-year-old who had formed her core and was revered as the cultivation world's darling, from the Xuantian Sect.
Her sword flashed with icy clarity, sweeping away the demonic miasma. As she bent down and lifted Shen Qiu into her arms, she said,
“Fellow cultivator, forgive me.”
No one knew that this embrace would be like a spark falling into a thousand-year-old frozen pool, quietly rewriting the fate of the immortal sects.
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