In a mountain village beneath a storm-lashed sky, demonic beasts roared and shattered the moonlight. Twelve-year-old Yun Zhao clutched his parents' bodies and huddled in a haystack until a moon-white figure came treading over scattered stars. Her sword cleaved through the tide of beasts, and a bloodstained handkerchief gently wiped the blood from his face. “Poor child.” She was Yue Shutong, the “Fairy Shutong” of Wenxin Valley. From then on, he became the most exceptional disciple under her tutelage.
His talent was mediocre, yet every morning he swept the fallen leaves from Shutong Pavilion for her. She was aloof and taciturn, yet on his birthday she slipped him a green jade sword engraved with phoenix-tree patterns. “Master, this is too precious.” His hand trembled as he clutched the tassel. She lowered her eyes and plucked at the strings of her zither. “You deserve it.”
Then, at an altar in the back mountains, he touched the “Remnant Stele of Zhaoming.” Blood-red markings crawled up his fingertips, and memories of his past life burst forth like thunder: he had once been the “Immortal Lord Zhaoming,” and he and she, the “Moon Goddess” in her previous life, had fallen in love beneath a meteor shower. But Heaven would not allow it. He had watched her be burned into a body of ice by moonlight as she suppressed the “Dark Luminary Demon Lord.” And his “Zhaoming bloodline” was the key to breaking this thousand-year-old deadlock!
The warmth between master and disciple had long been swallowed by undercurrents. He shielded her from the scorn of their fellow disciples, kneeling in the snow until his knees ached to plead for justice on her behalf. When he was gravely wounded, she bit her tongue and used the “power of moonlight” to keep him alive. Her throat tasted of blood, yet she smiled and said, “Worth it.” But as the prophecy of the “Starfall Calamity” returned, as the righteous sects branded her a “traitor,” and as the demonic path raised its blades to seize his “Zhaoming bloodline,” the feelings they'd hidden for ten years could no longer be concealed
“If Heaven won't allow it, then I'll defy Heaven!” He clasped her hand as the blood moon shone over the waves of the Eye of Guixu Sea. She gazed at the starlight surging in his eyes and finally let go of...
