Two Powerhouses Enter the Cultivation World, So Why Is Everyone Targeting Us?

[Both are devoted to each other|Both are formidable|Childhood friends|Taking someone's place in death|A legend of the cultivation world]

Strange phenomena plagued Yong'an City, and rumors spread everywhere. Ignorant cultivators blamed all the disasters on the demon race.

Ming Qianchen raised a hand and tore down a notice. Beside her, Ling Huaigu coldly called them fools.

The two had emerged from the forbidden grounds of Qingwu Mountain and swaggered into the city, never expecting to be found dead there the very next day.

Ming Qianchen: “How embarrassing.”

Ling Huaigu: “We overdid the act.”

…

After regrouping, the two quelled the chaos in Yong'an City and drew up a ranking of the two great sects by strength.

By a stroke of fate, Ming Qianchen saved a stranger who was about to perish beneath the lightning tribulation. The power she displayed was witnessed by all sides.

The two great sects competed to recruit Ming Qianchen, but saw Ling Huaigu as a thorn in their side and wanted him eliminated as soon as possible.

A child watching from the sidelines said calmly, “Cause and effect are governed by Heaven's will.”

But the two from Qingwu Mountain refused to accept their fate.

On the night of the full moon, a desperate flight for survival began.

Yet fate was cruel: Ling Huaigu died, and Ming Qianchen was abducted by the two great sects.

The child spoke again: “It is Heaven's will.”

…

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Cornered, Ming Qianchen scattered her soul and refused reincarnation, choosing not to enter another life.

In a mountain pavilion, the young man gathered her soul with his own hands and placed it inside her body.

His heart aching with tenderness, the young man asked, “Ming Qianchen, if I really were to die young, would this count as you joining me in the grave?”

The young woman met his gaze, her eyes burning with sincerity. “Ling Huaigu, I'm willing to stake everything. If I lose, I'll go to the underworld with you.”

This time, the child said softly, “Fate is in our hands.”