[Classic xianxia + prodigy protagonist + love and hate + ensemble cast]
She falls into a heap of corpses and takes in a ghost cultivator who claims to practice the Wuji Dao as her backer.
What is a ghost cultivator?
One who dwells in a place of deepest yin, breathing in the breath of the underworld; who refines the three souls to glimpse secret arts of the Dao; who has no heart, no bones, no skin, and no feeling.
Only later does she learn that this backer intends to use her to settle an eight-hundred-year blood feud.
She raises her sword against the ghost. She will neither admit defeat nor submit!
Is it fate or calamity? Hatred or a bond?
The sects are in turmoil, the immortals plot in secret, and the world is shrouded in mystery. With the sword in her hand, she’ll cut through it all!
Across ten thousand miles of frigid sky, the day shines alone; golden eyes and jade claws mark no ordinary creature!
One human and one ghost, their immortal path flourishing through the ages. They ask not the gods and ghosts, but the fate of all under heaven!
(Classic xianxia. The heroine does not transmigrate and has no golden finger. Slow burn! Not a mindless power fantasy. Read with care!)
