Practitioners in the world must have their names recorded in the heavens in order to be able to draw Qi into their bodies.
The third article of the first volume of the Qing Dynasty Law of Names is written calmly and correctly: female names are not allowed to be registered.
Shen Zhaohua wanted to practice cultivation, but he could only borrow a male name.
The one she borrowed belonged to her brother Shen Zhao, and it was only one character less than her own name.
On the night of her ascension, she introduced Qi into her body for the first time.
It was also that night when she picked up a pen and wanted to write her own name. She tilted her wrist slightly and wrote Shen Zhao steadily.
The words were thinner and sharper than her usual ones, as if someone else had written them for many years.
Tianlu records names, not people.
The higher the cultivation level, the harder it will correct her to look like her elder brother: handwriting, dreams, face in the mirror.
And Shen Zhao, who gave up his name, is slowly being forgotten by everyone. It's not death, it's fading. The family forgot his face first, and then his voice.
The stronger she is, the weaker he becomes.
The lighter he is, the more like him she is.
The Heavenly Record has been hanging for three hundred years, and no one dares to ask why it burned across a page alone.
On that page, there is still a name sealed that should not exist.
Before being completely written off as Shen Zhao, she must first find out: Who blocked the deal for everyone three hundred years ago.
