Shen Yan, the writer who is as quiet as ink, and Lu Jianming, the writer who is as blazing as light and breaks the situation
He wrote the Book of Fate for Nine Lives for me, every word of which is written in the Heavenly Constitution, and every page is heart-breaking.
In the first life, I was his soul before the battle, piercing his heart with thousands of arrows and laying the foundation for his mountains and rivers.
In the fourth life, I was the fire in his furnace. Because of his ruined reputation, I tempered his Taoist heart.
In the seventh life, I will be his tribulation to the mortal world, bear the punishment of heaven for him, and complete his path to immortality.
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Everyone praises Siming Immortal Lord Shen Yan, who determined the world with one stroke and wrote the most poignant swan song in the three realms.
Until the end of the ninth life, I ignited this "unparalleled masterpiece" that has been passed down through the ages in front of him.
The raging flames burned the sky, finally revealing the true final chapter sealed by blood:
"All 'sadism' is false."
"My soul has written these nine lives, not to imprison you——"
"It's a bet on the way of heaven that with a single thought of mercy, I will give you the tenth life... To be with me and return home."
I looked at his face, which was always neither sad nor happy, and for the first time, a gap called "panic" opened up.
The fingertips covered with ashes touched his cold lips.
"Shen Siming, it's time for your play to come to an end."
"Now, it's my turn to write - ours, life after life."
Intention: Live toward death, love is the only variable that cannot be determined by destiny