My Own Swordsman: Cixi Town

Everyone knows that Tongfu Inn in Seven Heroes Town is full of heroes. No one knows about a small town forgotten by the martial world, a run-down inn with peeling paint on its sign, five people with nowhere else to go, and a rusty iron pot that turns noodles black. They say this is the martial world.

Shen Qinghe, a woman from Suzhou, used the silver bangle meant for her dowry to take over a bankrupt inn at the southernmost end of Cixi Town. All she had left was two qian of silver, a rusty pot, a waiter who never wanted to get out of bed, an accountant who spouted nothing but twisted logic, and a silent cook kicked out of Zuixian Tower.

Then a lost swordswoman burst in. She had meant to go to Seven Heroes Town to champion justice, but had walked in the opposite direction for three days. After encountering a bowl of black noodles, she declared it an “omen,” a sign that fate had brought her to this place.