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She is a "waste" who has built the foundation of Kunlun Ruins for three hundred years. She has silver streaks hidden on her fingertips that can get hot. Even her breathing seems to be leaking spiritual energy, but she always feels an inexplicable pain in her heart when she smells the fragrance of osmanthus.
She was the five-hundred-year-old "Immortal Lord" of the Tianshu Sect who transformed into a god. Her right eye was locked with a purple pattern entwined with vines, and her sword peak could split the stars. However, when she caught a glimpse of the silver mark, the lake in her heart that had not moved for three hundred years started to ripple in a way that she did not even understand.
Under the laurel tree in the forbidden area, the moment the demon token collided with the origin of chaos——
"Who are you?"
"I... Seem to have seen you before."
One is the legacy of the Spirit Clan that is despised by the Immortal Clan, and the other is an undercover chess piece controlled by the Demon Clan.
When the sweet-scented osmanthus fell all over their shoulders, they were surprised:
Each other's names are hidden in those erased memories;
Under those sword marks that hurt each other, the blood of the same source flows.
The immortal clan wants her to die, the demon clan wants her to live, and all she wants is——
"This time, let me protect you."
From Kunlun Snow to Demon Realm Fire, from tit-for-tat to life and death dependence.
It turns out that the so-called fate was just decided by the half piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake three hundred years ago——
"You are my disaster and my solution."
Purpose: Break the defined destiny
