[One-on-one romance + both devoted only to each other + equally powerful, both take the lead] [Invincible across the realms + sweet romance between women + nontraditional cultivation + leg cultivation] [Suave, dashing suit-wearing fighter x languid, wickedly playful divine being]
Jing Jinghong, a god invincible across the realms, glimpsed a wisp of an unyielding soul in the Sea of Chaos.
Curious, she sent it into the mortal world, wanting to see what kind of ripples this little stone could make.
She watched her shake mountains and rivers, subdue the Northern Barbarians with her fists, and go from mortal general to an undying Dao body.
She thought the little one was the finest diversion in her long life as a god.
Until one day, the little one asked through bloodied tears, “Have you been manipulating my fate?”
Everyone said the Wolf King was cold and heartless. No one knew she alone had the god’s heart in thrall.
Everyone knew the god was languid and powerful. No one knew she wished only to lose herself amid the twilight snow.
She toppled the crown prince with a stone lion and stormed the Northern Frontier, breaking cities and formations.
She shattered a sword formation with a roundhouse kick, clad in a suit as she slew immortals and demons.
[High-octane version]
She’d been stuck at Foundation Establishment for years without advancing, yet she could still slay Golden Core cultivators above her level!
Bloodied, she raised her leg and shattered the arrogance of a Golden Core prodigy:
“You can insult me all you want, but insult her?”
No matter how many tricks you have, I’ll break them all with one kick!
[Ridiculous version]
“Report! The Wolf King beat up the crown prince!”
“Report! The Wolf King kicked down the city wall!”
“Report! The Wolf King went off to cultivate immortality!”
The emperor: ???
The ministers: !!!
She was the taciturn Wolf King, and also the softest snow in the god’s heart.
Snowfall cascades from heaven, the sword is her soul; the galaxy crushed, then fell upon your lips.
Her gaze cuts through ten thousand valleys as clouds split apart; her knees break a thousand troops before the battle lines are even drawn.
Frost gathers on her armor, colder than jade; spring rain transforms the world, dampening the dust.
All under heaven is trifling, whether above or below; only the knock upon your heart is true.
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