Shen Yu, the Princess Who Guards the Nation of Northern Yan, has won such glory that she alarms the throne. Her imperial father and brothers grow wary of her and secretly set a death trap. One hundred thousand cavalrymen are left buried on the frontier.
She claws her way out of hell, casts aside her name and family, and becomes Wen Shuwang, a nameless orphan hiding her strength amid the misty rains of Jiangnan.
Natural disaster? In flood-ravaged lands, she surveys the terrain and cuts off underground currents, using her waterworks achievements to knock on the court’s doors.
Man-made disaster? Where corrupt officials run rampant, she lays secret schemes and stokes factional strife, wielding the blade of upright officials to behead every traitor.
The game? From a remote border town to the heart of the imperial capital, every step is a calculation amid mountains of corpses, and every cry of “Mr. Wen” becomes another rung on the ladder to the throne.
Until the day
she walks across the white bones of her enemies and steps into the golden hall. She removes her mask, revealing the face everyone believed had long since turned to bones.
The emperor trembles on the throne: “You... are you human or ghost?!”
She grips her bloodstained sword, each step blooming like a lotus, and answers with a smile:
“Imperial Father, I have come to teach you one last lesson...”
“What it truly means to... murder the sovereign and usurp the throne.”
