Great Ming: I Cultivated Sword Intent Throughout History

Zhu Bai accidentally transmigrates into the body of a prince with the same name, the twelfth son of Zhu Yuanzhang: Prince Xiang, Zhu Bai!

Knowing he is destined to meet disaster, Zhu Bai is trapped in the palace and decides to play the fool to keep a low profile.

He carefully picks out a peach tree, then cuts it down. "I want the very top branch to make a wooden sword!"

With a crack, the Noble Consort's beloved peach tree hits the ground.

He spends two hours every day practicing his swordsmanship.

A month later, Zhu Bai chops a sapling in half.

The other princes: "He's already chopped that one down before."

A year later, Zhu Bai shatters a rockery in the imperial garden.

The other princes: "Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

Ten years later, Zhu Bai is practicing his sword in the rear courtyard. Dark clouds blanket the sky, and with one casual slash, he cleaves a rift in the heavens...

The whole world is stunned.

A hundred years later, Esen leads a hundred thousand Mongol cavalry to invade the capital. The Ming dynasty teeters on the brink of collapse.

Sun Ruowei: "We humbly beseech you, Twelfth Uncle, to come out of retirement!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.