Above, the Glazed Palace in the heavens. Below, the Eastern Province on earth.
The phoenix soars through the nine skies, while the Lord of Spring guards the divine capital.
A thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the Three Realms were transformed. The Glazed Palace vanished into the vast universe, and the phoenix burned with the fire of Buzhou Mountain to offer itself to Heaven and Earth. The mortal world would never again see the splendor of old.
But none of this had much to do with Qing Li, who had just been carried through the gates of Tianyuan Sect. She had been taken in by villagers as a child and knew nothing of where she came from. All she remembered was her name, Qing Li. Evil spirits ran rampant, and all living things suffered. When demon cultivators attacked, they burned every innocent soul in the village. Listening to the cries around her, she thought she wouldn't escape either. But just as she closed her eyes, she heard a melody.
Someone bent down and lifted her up. A cool hand wiped away the flames of karma before her eyes.
At the time, Qing Li knew only that this was her first meeting with Jing Xihua in this mortal world. She never imagined it was also their reunion across the three thousand worlds.
"In my dreams, I see blossoms falling for a thousand miles and snow covering the waves' crests. But I've forgotten where I came from, and I don't know whether I'll ever find my way home."
"Listen. The birds in these mountains have sung for a thousand years without stopping. Qing Li, that is the road that will lead you home."
One-on-one romance
Not a past-life-and-present-life story. A slow burn, with a plot-focused narrative and a happy ending.
Theme: Hold fast to faith and hope.
