Yang Jian in the Long Night

In the eyes of the world, Yang Jian is blessed with the halo of a heaven-blessed prodigy.

The Jade Emperor's nephew, peerless talent, a body that has attained sainthood: these powerful halos surround him at all times. Yet no one cares about the moments when he pauses, utterly exhausted. The moments when he thinks, "What should I do?" "What am I, really?" "I have no answer." Those are the moments that show who he truly is, the side of him no one knows.

And he let only one person see that side.

His thoughts drifted upward along the course of his life, from a discarded disciple at Jinxia Cave, to the Investiture of the Gods, to his position as the Judicial God, who obeyed orders but not proclamations. Then, at last, the Three Realms collapsed and the old gods fell. Personal interests and gains gradually faded and evaporated, leaving behind only the written record of history and the Daoist heart he had possessed from the beginning.

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Are heroes destined for tragedy? Is it possible to escape their fate?

The Yang Jian in Bai Yao's eyes had long since shattered the definition her era had given him. As a witness, she watched him stumble forward in such a wretched state, step by step toward his moments of glory.

She saw his vulnerability, his pride, and his confusion.

She thought she was only watching from afar. In the end, she discovered that the things that had once weighed on her and left her suffocating had also changed along this road.

Later, she finally realized that no matter how many years separated their eras, and whether they were human or divine, many things could not be understood from the start. What is hidden only comes to light once you take the next step, and your field of vision widens as you keep moving forward.

A selfish, self-serving young lady of a prominent clan (Xiaotian Dog) vs. a down-and-out immortal with eight hundred schemes (Yang Jian)

Theme: Sincere feelings will lead you to yourself