All the myriad races under heaven cultivate by drawing on their life-flame. When the life-flame goes out, the body dies and the soul is extinguished.
Only immortals are different. When immortals die, their bodies do not decay and their souls do not perish.
Gu Chang'an had no life-flame from birth and could not cultivate, so he could only work as the lowest-grade undertaker in a remote border town.
Then, when he was eighteen, his master died in front of a tomb chamber, and one strange thing after another began to happen.
The coffin held a woman with no name and no bones, only a bloodstained white robe and a marriage contract left behind three thousand years ago.
When he opened the contract and saw the name written on it, the gears of fate had already begun to turn...
