The Path of the Divine Moon

If she had not been seen atop Mount Qunyu, she would have been met beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace. To escape the so-called fate laid out for her, the gravely wounded, reclusive Saintess used a forbidden technique to kiss the source of profound yin into Jiang Bai, forcibly binding them in a “symbiotic pact.” From then on, whenever Jiang Bai faced an opponent or exchanged moves with someone, he would shout, “Behold my ancient supreme art!” Behind him, the Saintess silently formed a hand seal. Jiang Bai would point with one hand behind his back, and those dazzling techniques would vanish into thin air. Everyone believed Jiang Bai was a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy. Only Jiang Bai knew he was nothing but an ordinary man held hostage by a beautiful young woman. But as a man, there would surely come a day when he could turn the tables! At last... “Miss Saintess, could I borrow a little more of your spiritual power? I feel like I’m about to establish my foundation!” “Get lost! You’ve been draining me for three years already!”