A Dream Above the Clouds: Three Lifetimes of Tribulation

Fuling, of Cloudside Dream, is the most inconspicuous little immortal in the Three Realms. Though her spiritual power is weak, her master, Yunsongzi, cherishes her, and her senior brothers adore her. Even Jiang Yanchen, a distant and aloof immortal she met beneath the apricot blossoms in the mortal realm, gives her half a lifetime of tenderness. She thinks her long journey to immortality will be nothing more than practicing spells among flowers and spending time with her sect. She has no idea that the Heavenly Dao has already laid out a path of three calamities for her.

The first calamity brings thunder. Her master sacrifices his soul to seal the Demon Abyss, scattering it across the nine heavens. The second is a bloodbath. The Red Dawn Pavilion's forces trample Cloudside Dream, and her senior brothers fall before her eyes, giving their lives to shield her. Jiang Yanchen, the man she loves, stands at the front of the formation as the mastermind behind the sect's destruction. The third calamity severs her love. A sword through the heart in the Kunlun Divine Realm makes her cut off her immortal ties for good. Amid the heavenly tribulation, she awakens as an ancient spirit plant and ascends straight to godhood.

Her pure, ethereal aura takes on the chill of frost and snow, and the once-soft little immortal becomes a cold-faced deity. She returns with a blade of frost, vowing to make everyone who betrayed or harmed her pay in blood. But when the blade of vengeance points straight at the Red Dawn Pavilion, and at Jiang Yanchen, the truths buried beneath the surface, the endurance forced upon the innocent, and the deep love misunderstood by all slowly emerge amid the fading fragrance of Fuling flowers.

The Three Realms are thrown into turmoil once more, and love and hate become impossible to untangle. Will she insist on avenging her sect and push him into eternal ruin? Or will she let go of her obsession and see how much helpless, unspoken love lay behind that betrayal steeped in frost and snow?

Her immortal path burns to ashes, and love cuts to the bone. As frost and snow bury the road behind her, will her divine journey end in hatred, or will she wait for someone?