Destiny
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  • Reads 343
  • Votes 26
  • Parts 3
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Dec 13, 2021
Baalveer is the disciple of the Green Emperor and he specializes in medicine and is cultivating to become a deity. He meets a young white snake, whom he nicknamed Anu, and kept as a pet. Over the course of time, Anu gathered enough cultivation to transform into a teenage human girl, and she eventually grows closer to Baalveer and developed a strong romance with him. While trying to find a herb that would save Baalveer life after he is injured, she accidentally breaks a heavenly seal at the elixir
 chamber of Mount Jiuxi and releases an ancient beast, the black water dragon, from thousand years of imprisonment on the human world. To save the world, Baalveer sacrifices himself and disintegrates, but before he fades, he  gives Anu a proper name: Ananya


After Baalveer death, Ananya is devastated and decides to retreat from the world. A thousand years pass by and they meet again. Baalveer, now reborn as Dev, who is the chief of the Yao Shi Palace (medicine valley), remembers nothing of his and Anu's past. However, she remembers everything and she tries to ensure that he lives a peaceful life.
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