Lin Yue, an avid reader, unexpectedly transmigrated into a book. When he awoke, he was in an elegant bamboo cottage on Tongtian Peak in the Qingyun Sect, wrapped in swaddling clothes embroidered with Qingyun patterns. A gentle female voice sounded by his ear: “Senior Brother Wan, look at this child. His eyes were bright from the moment he was born. He’s sure to be blessed in the future.”
“Let’s name him Jianyi. May he one day protect the Dao with his sword and become a pillar of the Qingyun Sect.”
Wan Zhenyun’s voice shook Lin Yue to his core. He had actually become Wan Jianyi from the Zhu Xian World! Feeling the frailty of his infant body, he silently vowed: In this life, he would not only rewrite his own tragic fate, but also protect the Qingyun Sect and save those passionate souls who were destined to fall.
