Chapters

Shu Yue’s heart felt as if it had been viciously stabbed, a mix of pain and anger surging within her. […]

Elder Yuheng’s “reminder” was like a bucket of cold water, jolting Shu Yue awake from her attempt to resolve the

Inside the hall, a deathly silence reigned. Shu Yue remained curled up on the cold floor, unable to recover from

The pale skin and streaks of blood… A rush of tangled emotions surged to Qing Wan’s head. As if compelled

The night by the Cold Pool, dreamlike yet earth-shattering, struck like a bolt of lightning, splitting open Qing Wan’s naive

The nights on Jinghong Peak were always exceptionally cold, moonlight flowing like water, casting long, slender bamboo shadows. Shu Yue

On Jinghong Peak, beneath a deliberately maintained icy calm, undercurrents surged. Shu Yue perfectly embodied the “Iceberg Elder.” She no

Inside Jinghong Hall, Shu Yue finished meditating, feeling the increasingly refined spiritual power within her and the three newly acquired

Shu Yue stood in the bamboo grove for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, barely suppressing the

In the quiet of the hotel’s penthouse suite, the soft glow of the bedside lamp enveloped the entwined figures in