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[Highly intelligent and sinister female protagonist × Extremely controlling male protagonist]
[Slow heat and restraint · Innate tacit understanding · Hindsight]
[Strengthening together · Those who travel together are on the way home]
In the old world, there were two ways of heaven running in parallel.
The outer heaven's Taoist palms soar, and one can go to a broader universe after practicing to a certain level; the inner heaven's Taoist palms circulate, and spiritual power flows endlessly between the human world.
The first race, the spirit-dwelling tribe, was born with the same source of spiritual power, and living is to feed them back. They left the water sound monument and the wind chime array, left behind a memory bank full of tokens, and then said to the farewell people: "Go and take a look for us."
Until other races, out of jealousy and greed, tried to pin the Spirit-inhabiting tribe into the origin of the world and squeeze their power.
The world is shattered by confrontation. Ascension is cut off and the cycle stops. The first race's body died, and its soul turned into fragmented consciousness, scattered in countless fragmented worlds that were not connected to each other, and continued to guard silently.
Now, spiritual power cannot be regenerated. The monks can only absorb it but not release it. It is a matter of time before it is exhausted.
No one remembers that the world was ever whole.
——Until that man appeared in front of her.
He planned the route, and she broke through and opened the way; he prepared all the supplies in advance, and she could always make up for the missing links in his calculations at the most critical nodes.
They are the most tacit partners. With a look from her, he knew what to hand; as soon as he stopped, she knew what to expect.
His life was originally a perfect blueprint, until he discovered that there was a vacant place in this blueprint waiting for a co-channelling person.
And she thought she was just getting used to someone - until she turned back at a certain moment and saw him standing behind her, she suddenly understood:
It turns out that I am no longer used to it.
Yes.
Intention: Every choice has a price, true strength is to see it and still bear it.