[Ancient romance + martial arts + court + alchemy + fireworks + group portraits + worldview + immersion] (No golden fingers & no expansion of combat power & not cool writing & swords & not harem writing) When I was seventeen years old, I was hunted down by the sword sect and hid in a medical hut to work as a handyman.
I wanted to work quietly as a handyman, learn some medical skills, and refine some elixirs, but they insisted on calling me "Fairy Doctor".
I wanted to live a good life in peace, but I never wanted to be involved in a bloody storm that swept across Jiuli...
