She Inherited Her Ancestor's Spirit Ruins and Cultivated the Immortal Path on Her Own

Her grandfather had been missing for four years when she stumbled upon a small world left behind by her ancestors: the Spirit Ruins. Accepting the family inheritance meant stepping into an entirely different realm.

That night in a KTV parking garage, someone set her up. As she escaped, she happened to rescue a stranger who had wandered into the fray.

"My name is Shen Yanci. May I ask your name, miss?"

She tore off a sheet of paper, wrote down her number, and said only, "You can leave now."

One day later, the being who had slept for three thousand years opened its eyes. Its first words were:

"You are my partner."

"No, I'm not."

"All right! I know."

Someone had waited for her on Mount Kunlun for five hundred years;

Someone had just awakened after three thousand years in a seal and immediately decided she was the one;

Someone had called her "sis" all the way here, with no intention of being her little brother;

Someone had wagered half his family's fortune on her safety;

Someone had reincarnated as a human to find her.

But she had no intention of depending on anyone. She just wanted to find her footing first.

Her greatest confidence had never come from anyone else. She was the cool, aloof beauty of Peking University's archaeology department, the nineteenth-generation successor to a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and the sole heir to the founder of the spirit realm.