A Sword, a Flask of Wine, Slashing Through the World

[Transmigration, Invincible, One Heroine, Swordsmanship, System] The plum blossoms that year were intoxicatingly beautiful. Trapped in the Plum Blossom Sword Formation, the boy could only watch his father walk farther and farther away. He cried out for his father, but the man, already middle-aged, merely smiled faintly and said, “If Heaven will not save our human race, then I will.” With that, he went alone into the battle between humans and demons, turning the tide through his own strength. It was still only a narrow victory, though. After that year, the boy’s eyes lost their youthful innocence, replaced by a faint chill. Later, among the ruins, he found his father’s short sword. For his father, and for himself, he would cut down every demon and every wretch worse than a dog or pig. When his sword was drawn, the demons trembled and the immortals were shocked!