Heaven Shouldn't Respond

[Single female lead + slow pace + the author is writing a fairy tale for the first time, still trying...]

Three thousand piles of yellow earth and white bones, the sword light is like a shadow and the moon is like wine.

The spring breeze cuts off all the affairs of the world, and wonders if the peach blossoms are willing to grow old?

In the 547th year of the Yong'an calendar, a dark night snow fell in Kuhai County, a county town on the southern border of Qi State. Wen Chaosheng found a seriously injured and dying lame woman in a dilapidated temple outside the county. He thought she was just a refugee in distress, but he never thought that the woman was involved in a huge secret...

Several years later, in front of the Chantian Palace, a young man was standing facing the moon with a sword in his hand. Behind him, the ground was littered with corpses and blood was flowing like a river.

"My name is Wen Chaosheng. This time I draw my sword to seek justice from Heaven!"

…

It was a bad game. You and I are not doomed. If Heaven does not respond, man will!