Immortality is inherently a calamity, longing for lovesickness should turn into sin, sea stones wither into decay, and the original path is a shallow fate.
Twenty years ago, on the way to Sansheng, a startling glance by the Naihe Bridge turned my heart into boundless hatred. From then on, there was no more Emperor Daughter Yao Jiang in this world. All that was left was the Nine Heavens - the Goddess of Ming.