The wind has no form, yet I seek to hunt it! I roam the Nine Provinces with pride, acting as a thief in the name of heaven! He is in the prime of his youth; she is a beauty beyond compare. He should have been a scholar full of youthful vigor, speaking with bold conviction; she should have been a woman with a charming smile, enjoying the beauty of flowers and the moon. Yet born into a time of chaos—with national grievances and family vendettas, a shattered land, foreign powers carving up the realm, and ancestral honor tarnished—he cast aside his books, and she took up arms. Together, they guarded the dragon veins, explored the depths of the underworld, seized the Celestial Coffin, and battled the Demon Star. Killing one in ten paces, leaving no trace for a thousand miles. When the deed is done, they turn and go, hiding their deeds and fame deep within!
The wind has no form, yet I seek to hunt it! I roam the Nine Provinces with pride, acting as a thief in the name of heaven! He is in the prime of his youth; she is a beauty beyond compare. He should have been a scholar full of youthful vigor, speaking with bold conviction; she should have been a woman with a charming smile, enjoying the beauty of flowers and the moon. Yet born into a time of chaos—with national grievances and family vendettas, a shattered land, foreign powers carving up the realm, and ancestral honor tarnished—he cast aside his books, and she took up arms. Together, they guarded the dragon veins, explored the depths of the underworld, seized the Celestial Coffin, and battled the Demon Star. Killing one in ten paces, leaving no trace for a thousand miles. When the deed is done, they turn and go, hiding their deeds and fame deep within!
Chapter 1: [The Stolen Golden Talisman] (Part 1) “God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light…” Before Pastor Luo Lie could finish his solemn statement, the wife of the Director of Public Health interrupted him in a coy, sweet voice: “Pastor Luo, you know I didn’t come to you for any light—I just want a child.” Luo Lie smiled, and his handsome face instantly became lively and radiant, yet at the same time, it took on an air of inscrutability. To his surprise, a blush like that of a young girl in love spread across the Commissioner’s wife’s jade-white cheeks, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened at the young pastor’s smile. She bit her luscious lips, as plump as ripe cherries, and asked, “Can God grant my wish?” Luo Lie nodded, his gaze resting on the slender hands on the desk, as delicate as spring onions. Without hesitation, he took them in his own palms and said with an air of solemnity and righteousness, “As long as you believe in the Lord, any wish can come true.” Far from reproaching him for his boldness, the Commissioner’s wife’s voice grew even softer and sweeter: “What if He refuses to help me?” Her almond-shaped eyes had already filled with tears, gazing at the young pastor with infinite tenderness, as if a hunting dog had locked onto its prey. Luo Lie’s expression was aloof and ascetic at that moment, yet his large hands visibly tightened their grip, clearly pulling those delicate, white hands toward his chest. His voice carried a deep, magnetic tone: “Don’t forget I am God’s messenger. Even if He refuses to help you, isn’t there still me?” The Commissioner’s wife’s voice trembled slightly with excitement: “Then please bestow God’s blessing upon me…” Bang! The office door was slammed violently. Since it was locked from the inside, it didn’t swing open, but the sudden impact startled the two people inside, who were drawing closer to each other, causing them to hastily pull apart. The Commissioner’s wife turned pale with fright and hurriedly stood up to adjust her makeup. Her makeup remained flawless, not a single strand out of place, yet her heart was in utter turmoil. Luo Lie reacted even more quickly than she did. He strode over to the coat rack, took down the Director’s wife’s coat, and thoughtfully draped it over her shoulders. Bang! A frantic pounding sounded from outside the door, followed by a breathless cry for help: “Open the door… Open the door quickly… Luo Lie… It’s me… The Blind Man… It’s the Blind Man…” Hearing the voice from outside, Luo Lie’s heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled, and he silently exhaled in relief. Seeing that the Director’s wife had straightened her clothes and resumed her usual icy demeanor, she gave Luo Lie a subtle nod, signaling him to open the door; the tenderness that had filled the air just moments ago had vanished in an instant. Luo Lie walked over and opened the door. The moment it swung open, a woman wearing round-framed sunglasses stepped through. “First things first—you’re not allowed to argue with me! This is your future sister-in-law!” Luo Lie’s face remained devoid of any smile: “I don’t know her background, but her godfather is somewhat well-known in the French Concession.” “Who?” The Blind Man seemed to sense something unusual. “Third Master Mu!”
