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.
Today, Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng finally left the chambers. Both of them looked to be full of spirit. Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes. Upon feeling the warm rays of the sun on her skin. She stretched out her hand as though trying to capture a ray of sunlight.
“It’s so good to have you with me.” An expression of blessed happiness shone on her face, these past few days spent with Qin Wentian had felt like a dream. How good life would be if this were to continue indefinitely.
Qin Wentian turned his head back, watching the rays of the sun falling on Mo Qingcheng’s flawless countenance, as the smile on his face grew increasingly radiant. With such a wife, this was something countless people wanted but were never able to achieve.