Main Synopsis:
In a world where spirit and sword determine fate, Wei Yehan is considered the weakest among the rising stars of cultivation. Born without a sword, lacking elemental affinity, and carrying nothing but his quiet smile—he is overlooked by allies, dismissed by rivals, and forgotten by history.
But the Mirror Gate of Deep Reflection remembers.
When the Spirit Assessment Ceremony begins, ancient forces stir from sleep. Beneath blooming lotuses and veils of mist, something awakens in Wei Yehan—a forgotten power, or perhaps a buried truth. What lies beyond the Spirit Realm is not just a trial, but a path leading to secrets long erased by time.
Beside him stands Feng Yusheng, the silent second young master of Lianfeng Sect—elegant, distant, and carrying a destiny of his own. What begins as duty becomes something more, as the two are drawn together by dreams, danger, and a past neither of them can fully remember.
Five sects. One ceremony. A veil that separates realms is beginning to thin. And the boy with no sword may be the key to everything.
The truth is not what the world believes. And sometimes, even a forgotten shadow can reshape the heavens.
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Short Blurb:
“You keep staring,” Wei Yehan said, half-laughing as he leaned back on the jade railing, pretending not to care. “If you’re trying to intimidate me, it’s not working.”
Feng Yusheng stepped closer, gaze steady. “I’m not trying to intimidate you.”
“Then what?” Wei Yehan blinked. “Trying to seduce me?”
Silence.
A breath.
Then Feng Yusheng replied, calm as ever—
“Would it work?”
Wei Yehan scoffed, lips curling. “Don’t tell me you’ve been having bad thoughts about me, Young Master Feng?”
“I have,” Feng Yusheng said. “And none of them are innocent.”
Wei Yehan’s smile faltered—just for a heartbeat. “Tch. You say it like I’ll believe you.”
Feng Yusheng closed the distance, voice low. “Then let me prove it.”