On the night of the bloody battle at Cangxuan, Shen Zhiwei drove her sword through the chest of the Hehuan Sect's Saintess and killed her.
At that same moment, Gu Wanyin opened her eyes.
The end of the first volume was the beginning of the second.
Shen Zhiwei had won and returned to the mountain to drink tea. Someone left a pot at her door every day. She never said thank you, but she drank it every day.
Gu Wanyin had lost, but she was reborn. Her cultivation had fallen from Nascent Soul to Foundation Establishment, her enemy was twenty-six, and the righteous path was flourishing.
She had twelve years.
With every sip of hot tea she took, Gu Wanyin's web tightened another thread.
Twelve years later, they met again in the wilderness: early Nascent Soul against late Nascent Soul. Gu Wanyin used a short blade to kill Shen Zhiwei.
She had won. Then she began to forget that person's face.
Snow fell into the mortal world and melted. Soon, it was impossible to tell what was what.
