Since the dawn of the world, two laws have forbidden immortals, demons, humans, and spirits from crossing certain lines.
First: relationships between different races are unacceptable to all, and their children are despised by every race.
Second: relationships between master and disciple violate all moral codes and are condemned by all.
Cong Yan had already broken the first law when she was still an ignorant little egg.
It was no fault of hers, yet she had to bear the consequences!
She was wrapped in demonic energy and thick killing intent. She knew nothing of her parents, or whether she was a spirit, a demon, or a human.
When all the immortals wanted her dead, when she was at her youngest and darkest hour, an elegant immortal, bright as the moon in the sky and pure as snow on a mountain peak, gently touched her with cool fingers. That touch sank deep into her young, uncomprehending heart and became the warmest light she would spend the rest of her life pursuing.
Being born different was not her choice. She carefully hid her sincere love for her master, afraid she would sully those clouds, stain that snow, or bring down the radiant moon.
But after years of unspoken longing were finally exposed, could she draw the moon hanging high above into her arms? Would the snow on the mountaintop melt for her?
A fiercely devoted, obsessive puppy-like disciple who loves her master more than life itself x a cool, elegant master, a flower atop a lofty peak
Theme: A master-disciple romance forbidden by the Three Realms, with love and restraint taken to their extremes
