After My Ascension Failed, I Picked Up a Crown Prince Husband

#Cultivation Transmigration #Historical Romance #Portable Dimension #Spiritual Qi Revival #Fantasy Romance #Alternate History

Ling Qingxuan, the youngest Nascent Soul powerhouse in a thousand years in the Cangxuan Realm, spent a century filling her celestial cave with resources. But as she crossed the tribulation to ascend, she collided with a spatial rift and crashed into the spiritually barren Great Jing dynasty, her physical body intact.

She planned to establish a residence deep in the mountains, restore her cultivation, and uncover the truth behind her failed ascension. But an assassination attempt disrupted her seclusion. With a single word backed by the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, she drove off a hundred black-clad assassins and rescued the dying crown prince.

Xiao Heng’s birth mother died unjustly in the imperial palace. Raised outside the palace from childhood and subjected to humiliation, he was brought back at fifteen to serve as a pawn of a crown prince. In his twenty-five years of life, everyone had wanted to use or kill him. No one had ever asked if he was hurting.

The cool, aloof immortal brushed her fingers over his wounds. Her quiet words of concern became the only warmth in his frozen world.

He became obsessively devoted to her, seeing her as his entire life. He was willing to offer her an empire stretching ten thousand li in exchange for one lifetime by his side.

She had been a cultivator with an unwavering Daoist heart, indifferent to worldly affairs, but gradually fell for his passionate and pure love.

She opened an affordable clinic to heal the people, introduced improved crops to feed the masses, and laid a spirit-gathering array to revive the earth’s ley lines, rekindling the light of immortality in a world without spiritual energy.

The court was full of intrigue, and she stood by him as they brought down the empress’s relatives, cleared old cases, and steadily secured their footing.

Once the wrongs were righted and peace reigned across the land, he refused the throne three times and yielded the empire to his virtuous young brother. Dressed in plain clothes, he followed her into seclusion in the vast mountains.

The warmth of mortal life is sweet; the road to immortality is long.

From then on, with endless rivers and mountains before them and long years ahead, wherever she was, that was home.