grandmaster of black heaven ( Su Tao Jue )

Xuemo Sect…

The spring air of the Xuemo Sect was thick with the scent of peach blossoms, their petals dancing softly in the breeze. The sacred mountains stood silent as if listening to the conversation unfolding in the inner chambers of the White Blossom Courtyard.

Queen Guzuie had arrived.

Despite her heavy royal duties, she had come personally to visit someone dear — Princess Wan Yi, the only daughter of the revered Master Han Ziyue.

Wan Yi, herself nearly nine months pregnant, rose slowly from her seat with grace and humility as the queen approached.

Queen Guzuie (warmly):

"It brings me such joy to see you again. I've wanted to come for so long... but the affairs of the realm never seem to end."

Wan Yi (smiling gently):

"Please don't say that. You've come to me in this state — I feel honored beyond words."

They both settled into the quiet room where silk curtains fluttered and the scent of herbs and blossoms lingered.

Queen Guzuie:

"So… have you chosen a name yet? For the little one?"

Wan Yi (eyes gleaming softly):

"I wish for him to be cheerful… full of light and laughter.

I will name him Yu Sui."

Queen Guzuie (delighted):

"Yu Sui… such a beautiful name. Like clear water flowing in spring."

Wan Yi (curious):

"And what about you? Have you thought of a name?"

Queen Guzuie (smiling mysteriously):

"Yes… something that contrasts yours completely.

A name that holds depth, stillness… serenity."

She paused for a moment, then said softly:

"Mo Yan."

They both looked at each other .... two women, two mothers, two lives about to enter this world under the same sky.

And then, they laughed together.

Soft, joyful, peaceful laughter .... like the gentle ringing of bells in a temple.

But from the shadows of the outer corridor… someone was watching.

A tall figure stood silent .... his gaze sharp, cold, and calculating.

Lin Chaoyuan.

His presence was hidden behind a silk curtain, but his ears caught every word.

And in that very moment, the wheels of fate.... of betrayal, of curses, of bloodlines and sealed destinies ....began to turn.