by Lost ancestor
In the mist-covered valleys of Mount Qingyun, where cranes circled ancient peaks and rivers whispered forgotten secrets, there once stood the greatest cultivation sect in the Eastern Realm — the Azure Sky Pavilion. But that was ten years ago. Now, its broken gates leaned like tired warriors, and its once-glorious halls were claimed by creeping vines. Under a rain of peach blossoms, a boy knelt before a weathered stone tablet. His name was Li Tian. And he was the last disciple of the Jade Sovereign.
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