Gentle, slow-to-warm astrologer clan's saintess x possessive, volatile sword cultivator (founder of the Demonic Cult)
The ancient astrologer clan lived in seclusion on the mysterious Island of Dust. By observing the changing positions of the twelve constellations, they could glimpse the secrets of fate and see how a person's destiny would unfold. This art, known as astrology, made them sought after by all the major sects.
Before Su Dongyu was born, the previous saintess predicted that her successor would be too soft-hearted to shoulder the responsibility and would bring disaster upon the clan. The saintess could not be abandoned, so Su Dongyu struggled to survive in the clan and somehow made it to adulthood.
When each saintess of the astrologer clan was born, a pair of jade pendants descended from the heavens. Only the person destined for the saintess could separate the two pendants. Only then could the saintess gain the power of astrology.
One day, while gathering herbs, she found an unconscious little boy. When he woke up, he pulled off her jade pendant of destiny.
Su Dongyu let out a long sigh. How could the person destined for her possibly be a little boy? Already tired of all the prophecies, she gladly gave him the other half of the pendant. Her happy life raising the boy didn't last long. He secretly ran away, leaving her all alone to wander aimlessly through the world.
Later, the sects descended into chaos and war spread everywhere. Outsiders even found the astrologer clan. Furious at the saintess's uselessness and her failure to foresee the clan's destruction, the clan members were nearly wiped out. They wanted to burn her alive to make way for the next saintess.
The little boy, now transformed into a man, rushed over and held her in the middle of the flames. "Sorry I'm late. Do you want to save these people, who staked their lives on someone who once bullied a woman?"
It turned out that the person she'd found wasn't a sword cultivator at all, but the founder of the Demonic Cult.
Shen Qianshan had been ambushed and turned into a frail little boy. Fortunately, a gentle girl found him. But why was she always so absent-minded?
Theme: Where there's a will, there's a way.
