I was once an immortal in heaven, now I am a happy salted fish in Qingyun Temple
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I have a master who dotes on me like a granddaughter, a senior brother who loves to nag, and a junior sister who fishes with me.
I thought that being demoted to earth was the end of my happy life in heaven.
Little did I know that the life in Qingyun Temple was the beginning of the annihilation of my divinity and the germination of my humanity.
Until the war in troubled times burned through the dreamland of Taoyuan;
Until the blood of loved ones stained the broken robes red;
Until the symbol of the prosperous age named "Chang'an" was crumbling amidst demons and intrigues.
They told me that my right path would be to rise above the clouds and return to the immortal class.
But I looked back -
The path of survival paved by the master's life, and the faith forged by the blood of the brothers and sisters are all in this world.
This time, I don't seek to be ranked among the immortals, nor do I ask about the laws of heaven.
I only ask: Why should I protect this world of fireworks behind me?
Concept: oc biography
