One Character a Day: The Immortal Cultivation Formula

[Xianxia] [Mind-bending] [Multiple characters] [Funny] [Heartbreaking] [Many clues and foreshadowings] [You know there’s a blade waiting. Why didn’t you dodge?] [No System, no harem, first three volumes] You laughed and asked how I’d put it to paper, so I snapped off a branch. She said to watch the mortal world with a smile and let go of all cares, for the whole world could be home. One day, an arrow pierced the sunset. How could I keep my tears from falling like rain? In the end, how could an immortal from the heavens be meant to have a home? “Hey... little mute...” A silent moon, a silent night, a silent figure sobbing. Unneeded tears, unneeded charm, an unneeded soul still awake. He said Zhongzhou was small, shattered in the turn of a hand. In the end, who was forced to bear this grief? “Do you think you’re worthy?” “No. You’re not.” It’s hard to raise the rust-spotted blade in my hand, hard to take off the padded coat draped over my shoulders. You killed the one in my heart, then stepped outside and laughed at the sky. Those so-called senior and junior disciples clapped and cheered. How laughable. “I said I killed him.” “What can you do about it?” A low moan, the tedious sounds of a spell. Whose secrets are whispered between whose lips? Your sigh, your revelation, your calm account of a lost miracle. “Heavenly Revelation, Fifth Form!” When the candied hawthorn falls to the ground, can the face in your memory be found again? The so-called blurred fragments, the lies one wove for the other. At the moment they meet once more, you raise your sword without hesitation. That person who could not possibly exist, who drew the circle around them? “Is it you...?” “It’s me.” The storm on the northern frontier, the feudal dynasty, the hatred in my heart still stands unbroken. She laughed at me for putting pen to paper too late. The flame that blazes on the branch is the blade of my rage. “They’re all dead. No one knows our... secret.”