[Strong female lead + farming + no romance + light ensemble cast + healing + the Myriad Worlds + trade space + cultivation + magic + post-apocalyptic world + slow burn + heroine’s gradual growth]
My name is Fu Yao, taken from the Zhuangzi.
Rooted in classical tradition, my name is elegant and evocative, hinting at intelligence, clarity, and broad-mindedness. It is gentle yet strong, capturing both a girl’s grace and vivacity and the boldness of “breaking free of boundaries and reaching for distant horizons.” It represents independence, confidence, and making the most of one’s youth.
The director of the welfare home, whom I called Mom, gave me this name with those hopes in mind.
And I never let her down. My grades were always among the best, and I was always her pride and joy. I thought my life would go as planned: get into a good university, find a good job, and then repay Mom for everything. But when I was fourteen, my birth parents found me and took me home.
The Jiang family, Yunzhou’s richest family, were Fu Yao’s birth family. Besides her, there were five other children at home: two sets of twins, and their adopted eldest daughter, Jiang Ningqi.
The story of the real and fake heiresses unfolded just as it would in a book.
After their adopted daughter repeatedly framed Fu Yao, her blood relatives sent her into the remote mountains to fend for herself. They had no idea that the mountains held a hundred portals connecting to the Myriad Worlds...
Three years later...
Father Jiang: “Butler, has the eldest miss admitted she was wrong?”
The butler looked up at the heavenly soldiers and generals, half-hidden among the clouds. “The eldest miss... has united the Myriad Worlds, and she’s about to march right up to our doorstep!”
A speck of dust stirs resentment in the Jiang home; in secret realms, she cultivates and knocks on heaven’s gates.
She spurns love and worldly ties, asking no favor of the world. Fu Yao challenges the heavens and commands the Myriad Worlds.
The protagonist has a kind of beauty that lacks intelligence. He just arrives in a new world and buys spiritual plants before he understands the situation. I really feel that people in the extraordinary world cannot lift a knife.