[Chinese-style cosmic horror + pure love, one female lead + mental instability + not a wish-fulfillment novel + no harem + no tormenting the protagonist + no saintly protagonist + two worlds interwoven (I'm a new writer, so likes and comments are welcome. I'm not thin-skinned, just don't be too harsh, please, sob sob ≥﹏≤)]
Is the world you see with your own eyes really the world you imagine in your heart?
“The Celestial Palace, the White Jade Capital, the twelve towers are mine to roam. Purple-gold beams, pillars that shake the heavens, with a wave of my hand I can lay low all living things.”
“Heh, hahahahaha!”
“Hello, everyone. My name is Guan Yue. Guan as in ‘close the door,’ Yue as in ‘happy.’ Welcome to my world.”
“Hahahahaha, hehehehe.”
“The little Daoist master has awakened. The Ghostlands, the Ten Directions Realm, the Twelve Towers, the Pure Sound Sect. Hahaha, and there's more, the White Jade Capital and the Celestial Palace, too.”
“We welcome the little Daoist master back to the world of the Great Shaman.”
“This is a world where humans, ghosts, and monsters coexist. Are you afraid?”
“Hahahahahaha, hahahahaha!”
