The bravest thing Shen Yan ever did was shield the girl he’d had a crush on for a year from three thugs in an alley after school.
They broke his ribs. As his consciousness faded, the last thing he heard was Su Tang shouting through her tears, “Police officer, he’s over there! Please help him!”
Then he opened his eyes and found himself lying in a forest, with an ancient city called Qingyang in the distance. The mortals in the city wore long robes, and the immortals wore jade pendants at their waists. Something called the “Dust Spirit” had appeared in his mind, with ten skills lined up in a row. The first was called “Return to Origin.” He could use it once every thirty days to return to his original world for a single day.
He went back. Su Tang was leaning against his hospital bed, her ponytail spread across the white sheets. He moved a finger, and she startled awake, her eyes red as she looked at him. It was Wednesday.
Later, he discovered something: time in his original world only moved when he used “Return to Origin.” He could spend thirty days in the cultivation world while only one day passed in his original one. His life became a patchwork of two timelines: cultivating in Qingyang, unlocking his potential, and learning techniques he’d never imagined, then returning to that hospital room and to Su Tang, accompanying her from Wednesday to Thursday, from the college entrance exams to university.
In the cultivation world, he met a girl who was also named Su Tang. She had the same face, the same name, even the same little dimple on the right when she smiled. Lu Yuanshan said she had been found during the “Rift in the Sky” eighteen years ago. No one knew where she came from.
The secrets of the Dust Spirit gradually came to light. One by one, all ten skills began to shine. The last was called “Return to the Mortal World”
