When the Frost Is Gone

[A beautiful shou who somehow wins everyone's affection x a cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside, half-mad gong]

Qing Yi was once a divine messenger. But because he had become too powerful, his divine bones were stripped away, his position revoked, and he was cast into the mortal world to begin a cycle of ten lives, nine of them ending in death.

For nine lifetimes, he suffered, and everything he longed for slipped away.

If he can't break the cycle in his final life, his soul will scatter, vanishing from the world forever.

But by some twist of fate, he is reborn as a junior disciple picked up by a penniless sect from the roadside. Despite his exceptional talent, no one is there to teach him, and even past the age of sixteen, he still can't channel his breath into his sword.

After his sixteenth birthday, Qing Yi takes his sword and descends the mountain to ask the greatest sect to take him in. He has three reasons.

First, his sect is so poor that he can't get enough to eat.

Second, Li Ergou from the neighboring sect can fly on a sword, and he can't.

Third, when he was young, he promised an immortal that he would reach the Mahayana realm before turning three hundred and see him one last time.

There are exactly 284 years left. He's in a hurry.

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Jiang He once loved, hated, resented, and yearned for someone with all his heart. He tried every possible means to keep them, but all he was left with were nine coffins.

Now he is waiting for their tenth life.

"If fate has decreed it, then I'll cut fate down. I insist that we stay together and grow old side by side."

Theme: For the sake of this love, I would never regret it, not even after a thousand lifetimes.