No System, no transmigration, a slow pace, and a dream of becoming a great hero (a grounded high-martial wuxia story).
The most terrifying secret in the jianghu is hidden in the memories he has forgotten.
Beneath the everlasting ice cap of Jade Snow Mountain stands the “Guests Welcome Inn,” perched on the edge of a sheer cliff.
Every day, the innkeeper wipes bloodstains from the counter, never knowing where they came from.
Everyone in the jianghu says the demon Yue Wuren is dead, but whenever the wind chimes stir by themselves at midnight,
he always dreams of:
An old man in hemp clothes fishing, a young sword immortal in robes whiter than snow,
and... a black-robed figure identical to him, yet with blood covering both hands.
A jianghu mystery about mistaken identities.
When his memories awaken, who will survive: the innkeeper or the demon?
It's been a long time since I've seen such a well-written novel, and the author keeps up the good work. The introduction didn't mention the heroine, so I don't know if it's Shan Qiang 🙂
It's really beautiful and very immersive