Dust Without a Word

Yun Chen has already died once. Her master once told her fortune: a fortune-teller said she had brought about her parents' deaths and was a cursed loner. She was abandoned in a snowdrift in a corner by the walls of Qishi Town.

She nearly went off to meet the King of Hell.

Ning Jiancheng found her and brought her to Qijing Mountain, took her in as his disciple, then left her with his eldest disciple and went off to war.

Her gentle, soft-spoken senior sister was Qing Wangyu. The year Yun Chen arrived at Qijing Mountain, Qing Wangyu was seventeen. Seeing the newborn baby, her rosy-cheeked little junior sister, nestled in her swaddling clothes, she took on the responsibility of caring for her.

Qing Wangyu cultivated the Path of Unfeeling, so Yun Chen followed her and cultivated it too.

One was born without a heartroot, while the other's heart was swept away by the snow that fell over her head. Both were perfect candidates for the Path of Unfeeling.

And indeed, their swordsmanship reached perfection. After their master ascended, they shared command of Jianling Peak. But both were a little slow on the uptake: one went traveling, while the other secluded herself to cultivate.

They thought, How could I possibly have feelings for her? How could she possibly love me?

Later, they discovered that everything had been foretold long ago. She was the god she had gazed upon in silence for ten thousand years. She was the tree she had leaned on for ten thousand years.

They had long since become one with the dust.

I'm a new writer, so please forgive me if this isn't very good. I'm in high school, so updates are irregular, with new chapters dropping at random.

Theme: Love life, and say the words "I love you" out loud.