Feng Jiulin

With every step, a lotus blooms; each flower holds a world.

Yet a thousand years have quietly passed, and Feng Jiu still hasn't realized the so-called Great Dao.

In the blink of an eye, 3,600 years have passed. She awakens in the chaos, still bewildered. Where will she go from here...?

The bluebird at the side of the Queen Mother of the West... The seventh prince of the Phoenix Clan... The Dragon Palace's second prince... Emperor Donghua on the Black Ice Cliff...

The marks on the Three Lives Stone leave her aching when she touches them and heartbroken when she thinks of them...

It turns out that living as long as Heaven and Earth is, to her, a wish she longs to cast away, destroy, and forget. A wish she cannot fulfill. The pain of rebirth in the fires of nirvana can only be eased by him...