Celestial Wanderings

In spring, one sleeps unaware of the dawn

Sixteen-year-old Yang Yun awoke from a dream, plunged into a deep confusion about her own identity

Am I truly the master of cultivation who commands the world in dreams, facing tribulations yet remaining composed and cheerful, or am I the impoverished village scholar who toils diligently in pursuit of fame and success?

Disregarding the melodramatic tale of Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly, Yang Yun's most pressing desire upon waking was to enjoy a meal of braised pork.

After truly having meat, Yang Yun's wish grew a little larger—he hoped that he and his family could eat meat every day

This seemingly insignificant wish faces a severe test, namely the impending chaos of the times