She was a Daoist cultivator who had practiced for a hundred years. When her body was destroyed during her tribulation, her soul crossed a rift in time and space and became the daughter the Xu family had lost sixteen years ago.
Her parents held her hands and wept. Her eldest brother immediately stood up for her and put her fake-sweet older sister in her place, while her second and third brothers, who had always taken the older sister’s side, finally came to their senses.
The first person she met after arriving was Yu Mengmeng, whose pure soul dazzled her. He was a genius in scientific research, with top-tier looks and character, and all the virtues admired by the people of China. He was so outstanding he seemed almost otherworldly. He often did charity work to help disadvantaged groups, with the sincerity of the Chinese people etched into his very bones.
Once, she wielded her sword to protect all living beings. Now, as she looks after her family and this pure-hearted young man, she finally understands that the warmth of everyday life touches the heart more deeply than a century of cultivation.
(All proceeds from this book have been donated to the Han Hong Foundation.)
It makes me feel bad to see this family