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Su Jingshui is an utterly ordinary human woman, with a mortal lifespan.
Her husband, Xie Changzhao, is Kunlun Sect's chief disciple, blessed with peerless talent and beauty that captivates the world. He is purer than frost and snow, more flawless than jade.
She sticks out like a sore thumb in the Kunlun Immortal Realm. Everyone says her marriage is a blessing earned over several lifetimes.
They had no connection at all. They only became cultivation partners because of a promise to a friend, with no feelings between them.
Xie Changzhao has someone he loves, the immortal maiden Lianmei. They stand side by side, and their marriage should have come naturally, but he had to sever that bond because of her, a mortal woman.
He did everything a good husband should. Though Xie Changzhao did not love her, he treated her with a measure of kindness and decency.
So, before she died, she severed their cultivation pact. She hoped Xie Changzhao wouldn't be distracted by her as he approached a breakthrough, and wished him success in winning the love of his heart and a smooth path to immortality.
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For reasons unknown, a hundred years later, she returned.
She was still mortal. A disciple from a sect found her and took her in. The sect was shabby and run-down, but everyone there treated her wonderfully and taught her to cultivate. She thought she could live out her life there. That would be nice enough.
One day, she went up the mountain to gather herbs in the misty drizzle. There, she encountered someone who should not have been there.
The immortal lord held the wooden hairpin she had dropped. His cascading hair hid his expression. But she didn't need to see his face. After so many years by his side, she could guess how he would act around strangers: gentle, polite, and distant.
After a long silence, Xie Changzhao's gaze was cool, his voice as crisp as ice breaking and jade shattering. "Miss, you dropped your hairpin."
He hadn't recognized her at all.
Su Jingshui breathed a sigh of relief.
She had veiled her face with spiritual energy and was even more unremarkable than before. How could he possibly recognize her? Besides, a hundred years had passed. Even if she stood before him again, he might not remember her.
Xie Changzhao said, "The spirits in these mountains can hurt people. It may be dangerous for you to come up here alone."
Su Jingshui replied, "Thank you for the warning, but I'm heading back down now." She thought that her former husband seemed much gentler than he had been a hundred years ago.
Perhaps he had changed so much because, as he had once hoped, he had finally become cultivation partners with the one he truly loved.
But that had nothing to do with her anymore.
"Ten thousand years of immortal life cannot compare to a single moment when I saw your eyes reflected in the water."
[The seemingly radiant and upright, but secretly dark and lovesick chief disciple of Kunlun Sect, Xie Changzhao x the kindhearted mortal girl, Su Jingshui]
[Reading Guide]
1. A mix of sweetness and angst, with an extremely romance-heavy story. The male and female leads are both physically and emotionally faithful to each other. No other content warnings, so proceed with caution if you have many triggers.
2. The female lead is an ordinary girl who cultivates to become an immortal.
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Theme: Love endures forever
