The Record of the Bewitching City

Basking in the warmth of her affection, he betrayed the love they once shared and shattered the dream of a life together. Beneath the vast blue sky and over the lonely sea, he wandered alone, free to live as he pleased. In Yaxi City, storms brewed beneath deceptive calm. The Savage Wastes Edict was issued, and conspiracies grew ever bolder. He gave her a lifetime of devoted love and promised her three lifetimes together; for her, he became the deep sea, never to rest until death. Could the peacekeeper uphold the will of those who came before? And when the goddess descended into the mortal world, how many roles would she take on in this grand tale? The world-shaking battle of that year had kept the lights burning in eighteen cities ever since, but in this age of peace and prosperity, how many would still be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice? Back then, his life and death had been in her hands. How could she ignore the bonds of blood? She could only repay the debt she owed with her own life. The flowers of Fengshi Lincheng bloomed in abundance, and wind chimes rang beneath the eaves of the Zhemo Mountains. Could the places that had vanished return to the world with her arrival? When she finally met the man destined for her, she understood: “When love runs deep, there are no regrets; red beans of longing ease the ache of yearning.” The storms would eventually pass, and the sun would rise again. A sacred land and a gathering of heaven-blessed talents would one day earn Heaven's favor. One person, dressed in white, lived apart from the world; another traveled among mountains and rivers. They laughed and feasted together, treating each other as equals. This was what a magnificent age should be!