There’s a City Among the Clouds

Published under the simplified Chinese title A City Among the Clouds The Qing'ai Immortal Manor stands atop the clouds, righteous and upright, with the salvation of all living beings as its charge. One day, all living beings ran into a little trouble. The Immortal Venerable beckoned kindly. “Good apprentice, go enroll at Changce Academy tomorrow. If anyone asks, just say you’ve turned sixteen.” Feng Qianxue turned and tried to leave as soon as he heard this, but didn’t get far. The sect was desperately short on people who could pass for young. The senior disciple looked like he had at least three thousand bloody debts to his name, while the second senior disciple was so imposing he seemed better suited to wrestling bears in the mountains than seeking immortality. So Feng Qianxue, whose looks ranked first in the sect, was forced to go back to school. Before he left, the Immortal Venerable reminded him again and again: “You must set Xie Ren on the right path.” Xie Ren was a peerless talent with a violent, eccentric temperament. While the other disciples practiced gathering qi, he lazily slapped a palm on the table and conjured a blazing red lotus stretching ten thousand feet. On his first day as a transfer student, Feng Qianxue saw all his belongings burned to ashes. What a huge fire, severing all ties between you and me. I can’t handle this. Let’s just destroy everything. Many years later, the love story told throughout the Three Realms went like this: It was said that the moment High Immortal Qiongyu first saw the Lord Emperor, his heart stirred, and he wrote him a poem on the spot, tears in his eyes. Xie Ren x Feng Qianxue, the first one is the top. A lighthearted happy ending. Thanks for your support =3=. Theme: Charge forward fearlessly for your dreams.