Three thousand years of tribulations in love, three lifetimes of misplaced devotion.
She was Ling Xi, a little peach-blossom spirit who had cultivated into an immortal. He was Yun Zhao, the gentle and refined Crown Prince of the Celestial Realm. At their first meeting in the Jade Pool, his fingertips brushed tenderly over her hair, beginning the tribulation that would define all three of her lives.
In a world torn apart by war, she concealed her identity for him, took blades meant for him, and raised funds for his cause. In return, she was pierced by countless arrows at the execution ground. “Your tainted birth would ruin my future as a general,” he told her.
Imprisoned in the Demon Realm, she endured chains driven through her bones and parasites eating away at her immortal meridians. She survived blazing fire and freezing ice, only to hear that he was marrying a fox spirit. A celestial official told her, “His Highness the Crown Prince discarded you long ago, like a worn-out shoe.”
At the Soul-Breaking Cliff, she shattered her immortal bones to prove her innocence. As she plunged into the abyss, panic finally appeared in his eyes, yet he still chose to protect the “savior” in his arms.
Her heart was carved out, her bones taken, and she was betrayed and abandoned. She endured the most agonizing punishments in all three realms, until every last feeling and thought had been shattered.
When Ling Xi, the peach-blossom spirit, vanished in a sea of blood, the God of Unfeeling was born amid the ice.
Alone in the Ninth Heaven, she wielded authority over the punishments of the three realms. She watched him come to his senses and kneel in the snow, begging for forgiveness. She watched the Demon Lord keep vigil outside the Palace of Forgotten Love for hundreds of thousands of years, refusing to leave.
“My tribulation of love is over. I have forgotten everything from my past.” Frost gathered at her fingertips, and her eyes held not a ripple.
