“I repaired an ancient mirror and ended up with a fiancé who’s a thousand years old?” Our heartbeats are synchronized, and we share each other’s pain. He thinks I’m too weak; I laugh and call him an old monster
But when history is rewritten and a conspiracy strikes across time, we finally understand: our deepest bond was destined a thousand years ago.
Su Xian restores antiques that hold memories. Everything changed when she repaired an ancient mirror from the Tang dynasty
It held Xie Ji, a powerful cultivator from the Xianyu realm, trapped inside for a thousand years.
Even more absurdly, their threads of fate resonated, binding them together against their will: their heartbeats synchronized, they shared each other’s pain, and they were forced to exchange memories every month.
He called her “a mortal of this age, fragile as paper.”
She fired back, “a thousand-year-old antique with more rules than hair on your head.”
To unravel the mystery of their shared existence, they had no choice but to travel through time and gather fragments of fate:
▶ On the night of a palace coup during the prosperous Tang, he said, “I sealed myself away back then to protect someone.”
▶ Amid the mist and rain of the Republican era, he took a bullet for her. “This time, let me protect you.”
▶ On the night of the seven stars aligning over Dunhuang, the mastermind chuckled. “Welcome to the final chapter of fate.”
When all seven fragments were gathered, the truth came to light
The thousand-year seal was for her. Defying fate was for her. Even their seemingly accidental bond was something he had written into being a thousand years ago…
“Your final choice: separate, and you’ll forget me; or break the seal, and we’ll live and die together.”
Su Xian gripped his hand. “The ancient texts say the Reverse Fate Lock can’t be undone, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then we won’t undo it. From now on, your life is mine, and mine is yours.”
(No harem, no clichés, no invincible protagonist, no System, no idiocy, no power fantasy.)
