Let the Emperor Take the Field, and I'll Slay an Entire World Alone

Snow blankets the plum trees, yet one blooms alone in the bitter cold. Like the plum blossoms here, he was born with an unyielding spirit.

A general commanding a million troops, he rode across the battlefield and won unparalleled glory.

But the court was corrupt, and people's hearts impossible to read. Despite his many achievements, he became the target of suspicion.

In the courtyard, he practiced with his spear, lost in the moment, as snow swept through the garden of plum blossoms.

Then disaster struck. Like snow falling on plum blossoms, did it bury him without a sound?

So this was where his merits and failings lay... Amid the wind and snow of Cold Mountain, with white plum blossoms scattered sparsely, he who had returned in another's body suddenly awoke from this dream of Luofu. Before him lay a vast world.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.