In the Ten Directions Flower Realm, the unawakened Bai Chen’s ink orchid contained the power of chaos, sealed away since antiquity. She was given the name Lanxi, meaning that one surge of waves could stir countless tides to life.
Three hundred years ago, the seal on the ancient Guixu loosened, and demonic energy surged backward, reversing the ley lines of the Nine Provinces. The High Gods of the Flower Realm went to help repair and reinforce the seal, ultimately suppressing the demonic energy at the cost of burning their divine souls.
The peace did not last long. The Flower Realm was struck by a heavenly fire calamity, trapping its people. Her elder brother fell into a deep sleep while protecting the realm, and her elder sister exhausted her divine power and perished, her whereabouts unknown. Still a child, Meng Lanxi was found by the kind-hearted master of Jiuxiao Pavilion, who took her back to raise her. But her meridians were damaged, leaving her unable to cultivate, and nightmares from old wounds haunted her. She therefore set out for the ancient star region in search of answers.
The star official Jin Yuzhou, whose whereabouts had been little known since his exile to Mount Buzhou a hundred years earlier, came to her rescue.
The Nine Provinces were in turmoil, and the Guixu seal loosened once more. When Meng Lanxi met him again, beneath the crabapple tree burned down at Jiuxiao Pavilion, the golden pupil in her right eye and the power bursting from her were utterly unlike the girl he had known. Bearing the mission of restoring the Flower Realm, she spent three years recuperating and recovering. Through one game of strategy after another with Jin Yuzhou, she gradually transformed his world from a shade of ink into a place brimming with life.
“If you lose, I’ll punish you by making you remember me for a hundred years.”
“If I lose, I’ll remember your name for far more than a hundred years.”
Perhaps she was like a streamside moon among the pines, casually planted by Jin Yuzhou long ago: close enough to touch, yet beyond reach.
Across the Three Realms and Nine Provinces, between heaven and earth, they were truly free of ties or entanglements. And yet, as it turned out, the moment the heart stirred, a thousand years had already passed.
Theme: I have a sword, with which I would cut down injustice across the Nine Provinces and protect those who cherish one another.
