After the third war with the Denizens of Abundance, Jing Yuan brought back a dead infant.
Ten years later, the dead infant began to breathe and his heart started beating. The Ten-Lords Commission and the Prison of Deep Seclusion were thrown into a panic, unsure what to do. In the end, the Divine General waved his hand and took the child in to raise him, naming him Yanqing.
And so a peerless prodigy emerged, and a legendary tale of the sword began.
Hundreds of years later, as Yanqing, general of the Luofu and Xianzhou Sword Champion, gazed at the Ambrosial Arbor, he would still remember that afternoon when Jing Yuan held his hand and led him into the Divine Foresight Institute.
It was the most carefree time of his life, filled with spring waters, tender willows, murmuring swallows, and time that never seemed to run out
But it was only a fleeting joy.
Theme: Great winds rise from the tiniest ripple
