The entire cultivation world has been feasting on a scandalous, forbidden drama recently. The master of Qingzhu Peak has died—allegedly murdered by his disgraced former disciple, who was expelled from the sect. The reason for the killing? The former disciple had set his sights on the "master’s wife," Yan Fanglin. Poor Yan Fanglin—originally a lazy, sickly beauty with an exquisite Pure Yin physique—now without his partner’s protection, no one knows how this rogue disciple might humiliate him. Will he be drained dry? The entire cultivation world watches with bated breath, their interest tinged with dark anticipation. As expected, the rebellious disciple storms in, seething with rage. Before the mourning hall, Yan Fanglin stands in plain white mourning robes, delicate and fragile, lips pursed, head slightly bowed—the picture of a pitiful little white flower. Seems like this lazy fish can’t keep up the act anymore! He sheds his mourning robes, ties up his hair, and—under the stunned gazes of the crowd—splits a mountain in half with a single sword strike. Onlookers: Holy sh*t!!! Yan Fanglin: *Finally, that felt damn good.* With that one battle, Yan Fanglin becomes a legend... and the dream lover of many.