The White Moonlight Awakens After the Substitute Takes Center Stage

Everyone said Shen Qiuguang of Ningchuan Sect was gentle and aloof, as ethereal as an immortal. Especially her eyes, clear and otherworldly, untouched by a speck of dust. Later, she was gravely wounded, sealed inside an ice coffin, and slept for a hundred years. When she awoke, someone else was living in her cave abode. Her senior brother had a new junior sister, and her master had a new favorite female disciple. That disciple was neither as beautiful nor as strong as Shen Qiuguang. The only thing she had was a pair of eyes exactly like hers. Her master had taken the girl in because those eyes reminded him of Shen Qiuguang and eased his longing. But as the days passed, the innocent, fragile junior sister became more beloved than Shen Qiuguang, the cold original. Later, her master even destroyed her spiritual roots and cultivation for the sake of that junior sister, then cast her out of the sect. The man who had raised her from childhood looked at her with utter disappointment, denouncing her as jealous, hateful, and guilty of harming her fellow disciple. He called her despicable, vicious, and unforgivable. That day, howling winds swept across Zhandong Platform. Her master personally threw her and her sword off Wuyashan Mountain. She fell for three days and nights before finally landing in the mortal world. Bloodied and broken, with every bone shattered, she was little more than a cripple. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she had a dream. She dreamed that this world was a story, and that the junior sister who looked like her was the heroine. She herself was the spurned white moonlight in the book, unwilling to lose the affection she had once received. She did every despicable thing imaginable, hoping to be loved, only to drive the people she loved farther and farther away, until they were beyond reach, until everyone had turned against her, until they crossed blades. When she died, she was a pitiful sight, despised by all. When Shen Qiuguang awoke, the night was as dark as ink. A torrential storm raged, lightning flashing and thunder rolling. The rain struck her body, hurting so badly she almost died. Her master had crushed every bone in her body, leaving her unable to move. With what little feeling remained in her fingers, she searched through the muddy downpour. After a very long time, she finally touched her sword. The sword was still there. Good. Beneath the unrelenting rain, she closed her eyes and quietly regulated her breathing, gathering her strength. Spiritual energy flowed into her empty spiritual roots, then leaked back out through the damage. A hundred times, a thousand times. Excruciating pain, all for nothing. But Shen Qiuguang kept repeating the process, again and again. Just as she had practiced her sword alone on the back mountain when she was young, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times... Through heat and cold, without knowing the seasons, always alone, her heart as still as water. Before her consciousness sank into the circulation of her energy, she suddenly remembered the dream she had just had. What a strange story, she thought. The book called her a white moonlight. Did that mean the light of the moon? If so, then surely it belonged high in the sky. The moon belonged to no one, and it did not shine for anyone. Why would it let itself fall into ruin, suffer so terribly, and become unrecognizable just because someone had rejected it? White moonlight does not fall into the mire. It only shines, forever serene, forever bright, forever high in the sky, beyond reach. 1. A heroine who would rescue even a passing dog x a hero who would cut even a roadside earthworm in half 2. The title and synopsis may still change Theme: Face adversity and keep striving to live