Divine Pact, Gun God: From the Start, I Was Soul-Bound to the Ice-Cold Class Monitor

Republican-era fantasy, soul symbiosis, Gun God System, mutual salvation, perfect understanding, decisive and ruthless, one heroine

Ling Xiaochen, the “human-shaped furnace” of the Shenzhou Museum of Ancient Artifacts, possesses a pure-yang Daoist body, yet has no idea that he is the sole cure for the Nine Yin Severed Meridians. The divine sniper rifle, Silver Dragon Dawn, embodies his will; the revolver, Thunderclap Awakening, is his thunder.

Yun Xinyue, the peerless immortal performer of the Cloud Palace Immortal Estate, bears the Nine Yin Severed Meridians and has less than half a month to live. The immortal zither, Yao Guang, is her bulwark, and also her swan song.

A case dubbed “The Headless General” brings her, on the brink of death, crashing into him, still ignorant of the truth. He is drenched in blood protecting her ancient jade; she is struck by a flare-up of cold poison saving him. The instant their blood mingles, the Yin-Yang Heartbond Pact, dormant for countless ages, awakens with a roar!

[Ling Xiaochen! Three o’clock! The gargoyle’s weakness is its left wing!]

[Yun Xinyue, channel your spiritual power into the Shang note to break through the evil spirit’s protective aura!]

Their souls are bound, and their senses are shared!

His scorching breath is the only flame that can suppress the icy cavern inside her; her cold gaze is his ultimate cheat, letting his bullets curve and allowing him to foresee the future!

When the Japanese spirits tear through the night, Western vampires look down upon Jinling, and the Netherworld Ancestor seeks to sever the dragon vein, everyone believes Shenzhou is doomed

On the opera stage, she sweeps her water sleeves and fills the air with immortal music, summoning ten thousand divine generals to the mortal realm!

Atop the firmament, he strides upon a flying dragon, both guns roaring as enchanted bullets pour down like the Milky Way!

Gunfire and immortal music dance together; pure yang and nine yin merge.

“Report! Special Agent Ling has ‘called out’ the enemy commander again… from three thousand meters away!”

“No matter. Go ask Master Yun whether tonight she wants to hear me sing Farewell My Concubine, or watch me use a sniper rifle to give her a…