World Convergence

Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand.

On one side, he suffers from intrigue and hides his great ambition; on the other, the mysterious girl hides her anger behind her gentle smile.

Who toppled the country, establishing their dynasty?

Who built the Yellow Springs and set it over Imperial Power, inciting strife and conquering the earth?

Who exchanged gazes at the Nine Palaces to the sound of halberd and blood, watching the falling flowers of Acacia?

Who drank the poisoned wine and smiled, trading it for a cinnabar dot to the chest?

Tribulation and strife has destroyed past prosperity; he would not retreat, and she has not finished singing.

.... Is she disturbing the earth world, or is the world disturbing her?

This is a seemingly simple story about an era of recovering the old country and the fight for the throne, and the men and women on both sides.

To conquer or resist;
To push away or fight for chance.
To provoke or to still;
To love, or to refuse love.

Chrissy

Rising  Phoenix

Aristophaneso

Small walnuts floated gently in the water as Gu Nanyi's tall and slender figure moved steadily over the waves. His sky cyan robes fluttered in the breeze like a floating cloud, and the morning sun haloed faintly behind him; he reached out a hand and the rays of light danced off his fingers like they were diamond.

The South Sea commoners had never seen such a sight and they all paused, fruits and vegetables still in hand. They gaped as this Immortal Saint descended from heaven.

Ten thousand pairs of eyes latched onto him, and if he were anyone else he might have not known how to react, but he was Young Master Gu. He listened only to Feng Zhiwei and everyone else was smoke, so he calmly reached out and a basket appeared in his hand.

Chapter 168