Longing for My Beloved
Original Title: 神仙肉
Author: Yi Du Jun Hua
Raw Link: Shen Xian Rou
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One Thought of Longing, One Thought of Obsession is a xianxia romance novel by Yidu Junhua. During its serialization, it was originally titled Immortal Flesh, and was later renamed and published in its current form.
One thought, flowers bloom.
One thought, flowers fall.
One thought of longing.
One thought of obsession.
Her name is He Pan, a thousand-year-old clam spirit who cultivates the art of soul-stealing.
To help Chunyu Lin pass his heavenly tribulation, He Pan goes to great lengths to get close to Rong Chenzi. She even racks her brain to spend a night entwined with him—just to obtain a bowl of blood from his heart.
When the time is right, He Pan uses herself as bait, lures Rong Chenzi into the sea, and takes that bowl of his heart’s blood.
Inside the Haihuan Palace, all bonds of gratitude and affection are severed—
For a bowl of heart’s blood, a sincere heart is wrongly given.
Yet the closeness that grew day by day between He Pan and Rong Chenzi only brings confusion to Yu Lin.
Thus, love turns to jealousy. A sharp blade pierces He Pan’s chest, chilling the hearts of all three.
The deeper the love, the deeper the hatred—
In your faintly arched brows lies a deep, unspoken call.
In my distant gaze lingers an intense attachment.
Only then does she realize: he dotes on her, indulges her, protects her—even in the face of her betrayal, he still shields her, simply because he loves her.
A heart sealed for a thousand years finally opens in that moment, allowing her to grow—from timid, selfish, ignorant of love and unable to cherish it, to someone who learns how to love deeply.
As ancient divine beasts plunge the world into chaos and long-hidden mysteries begin to unravel, what truths lie buried beneath the dust of time? Among the righteous stands a seemingly virtuous yet hypocritical lord; within the sea clan, a priest burdened with regret and resentment; and a clam spirit with three thousand years of cultivation—what secrets bind them all?
In this struggle between human nature and greed, what ending awaits?
Love is like a dense mist and a gentle breeze: those who believe hold it in their arms, while those who doubt dismiss it as nothing more than a fleeting nightmare.