In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together. For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator. Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens. Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
Qin Wentian didn’t continue chasing. The old man beside Qing`er deeply cast a glance at Qin Wentian before heading over to Qing`er’s side.
The young are brave to the point of recklessness, they had no idea how high the heavens are. It was easy for Qin Wentian to leave such words of arrogance but how could the path he had chosen be so easy to walk?
Below the immortals, everything are mortals. And as for those already at the immortal realm, each step upwards was as difficult as ascending the heavens.
Princess Qing`er had an incomparable physique, blessed with innate supremacy. If Qin Wentian wished to marry Princess Qing`er, the difficulty of this wasn’t something normal. If he couldn’t mature to a certain level, even if the both of them were deeply in love, they were fated never to be together.
Reality was harsh, it was the destroyer of many beautiful stories and fairy tales.