This is my first book, and it ends badly. Don't bother opening it; consider yourself warned.
Su Hao never imagined he would really transmigrate into the martial arts world of his dreams.
After waking up one day, he finds himself with a sworn brother who would share life and death with him, and before he knows it, he has become entangled in someone else's conspiracy.
Su Hao can only rely on the three-foot green blade in his hand and his brothers to cut through every obstacle, foil the schemes of evil forces, and ultimately win the heart of a beauty.
This is a slow-burn story, with both the jianghu and the imperial court. Everyone has their own designs, and the protagonist is just an ordinary man who can only grow step by step through lessons written in blood and tears.
Only in the end does he understand what it means to be a hero, and what it means to be righteous.
Can martial arts still rise?
The ancient Xianxia style is pretty good.
The more you look at the back, the more interesting it becomes. I strongly recommend everyone to keep reading.