The Third Year After Her Death

Gu Fengchun was still young when she died, only twenty-two.

On the day she died, a spring rain fell over the world.

The unceasing drizzle blurred her vision. Gu Fengchun lay on the ground, covered in blood, her breathing as faint as a thread. With every shallow breath, glaring crimson blood kept spilling from her mouth.

Her vision was a blur, but she stubbornly kept staring in one direction, as if hoping to see someone one last time.

Sadly, she never saw that person, not even before she drew her last breath.

Even as she died, she stubbornly called out that person's name: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

In the fifteenth year of the Qinghe era, Gu Fengchun died with her eyes open. No one came to gather her remains. Her rotting corpse turned to bones, then to a handful of earth beneath the heavens.

Once a cherished young lady, doted on by everyone, she ended up with such a heartbreaking fate.

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Pei Changfeng was the most gifted disciple in the Sword Sect. At not even twenty, he comprehended the sword intent of the Path of Ruthlessness. At twenty-one, he returned from his tribulation, becoming the senior brother with the greatest chance of ascending to immortality.

At twenty-seven, Pei Changfeng had completed his merits and was about to ascend to immortality.

Once again, spring rain fell in a steady drizzle. Amidst the rumbling thunder, a person suddenly came to mind.

Fengchun, where was his Fengchun now?

A pang struck his heart, and Pei Changfeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Memories of the past surged over him like a tide. In the center of the heavenly tribulation, the young man was already in tears.

What did ascending to immortality matter? All he wanted was for his Fengchun to live in peace and happiness.

Sadly, Fengchun was dead...

Deep in the overgrown grass, a young man, covered in blood, staggered into the wilderness. With bloodied hands, he scrabbled through the earth. His fingers were soon smeared with blood, but where was his Fengchun?

The girl he had treasured in his heart had died alone in the wilderness...

All along, Pei Changfeng had wished for his Fengchun to be safe and sound. But his girl had died at just twenty-two.

Grief tore at his heart. Fate had played a cruel trick on them.

As the spring rain poured on, the blood-covered immortal went mad and drew his sword to take his own life. He was going to find his girl...

The immortal laid a hand upon my head and granted me eternal life by tying our hair together.

His girl was gone. He didn't want to be an immortal anymore, either.

PS: I couldn't find inspiration for the original blurb, so I changed it to this. If you mind, feel free to remove it from your collection. Thank you.

Theme: Living freely, without restraint.