Xingfei is a zero-psionic good-for-nothing who survives by scavenging on the Abyss’s seventh level. Yet sealed within her is “Xu,” a data core from the old era. After an accident, she is captured by Bai Ciyuan, the Heavenly Dao Academy’s chief sword wielder, and taken to live under the Immortal Alliance’s surveillance.
Bai Ciyuan is the coldest lord in the cyber-cultivation world: silver hair, a mechanical eye, and the Heartless Blade, which severs the seven emotions. He makes an exception and takes her on as his personal disciple. Officially, it is to keep watch over the threat within her. In secret, he uses his own body to endure every one of her rampages.
She calls him Master; he calls her a threat. She thinks he is using her, unaware that the old wound on his left arm, one that will never heal, was left by the last person he failed to protect.
Quantum states are neither zero nor one. The Heartless Blade returns to the Void; the burden is severed at its source.
Starting from zero psionic power, she learns the three blades of superposition and the Limit-Breaking Form, then reaches out to Void-level permissions. The more she learns, the more active Xu becomes, and the more the Immortal Alliance’s upper ranks want to take her apart and study her. Ling Qiluo sees her as an impure flaw in a perfect ideal, while the Abyssal Overlord Ye Qian regards her as the one being the Void cannot define.
After the siege, awakening, and descent into darkness, she finally loses control completely during a false god’s self-destruction. To seal her away, Bai Ciyuan activates the Zeroing Protocol and falls into a deep sleep at the cost of his own life.
“You protect all living things, so I’ll destroy them all, just for you.”
Three years later, she seals away her divine power and lives forever as a mortal. Using the final permission of the Heartless Blade, he opens the door. Beside her little house on a heap of scrap metal, she has planted irises everywhere.
Wildflowers bloom in the Abyss; Xingfei enters the mortal world. One thought stirs an immortal’s heart; a lifetime locks that heart away.
She never wanted to become a god. She only wanted a heart that would open its door to him.
