I Gave Up a Fortune in Modern Wealth for an Ancient Hunter

The Mu family fell apart, her parents were brutally killed, and Pei Jingxian was driven to the brink by the combined schemes of her lover, her best friend, and her secretary.

In the bathroom, she shattered the red-copper mirror her grandfather had left behind. She knew that her bastard of a husband would do anything to keep her barely alive so he could seize the family fortune, even if she was nothing more than a vegetative patient.

He enjoyed a life of luxury in the modern world, guarding her body, while she suffered in ancient times in the guise of Luo Mingsu.

When she opened her eyes again, she had become a country girl who was being sold. Everyone laughed that Luo Mingsu was born to a miserable fate, and that the poor hunter Huo Wei would lose both his money and his bride.

But they didn't know that Pei Jingxian's soul was inside that body. The butterfly on her wrist burned, and beneath her embroidery needle, the blue butterfly seemed ready to take flight. These hands could embroider the world, or stitch together a bloodthirsty asura who would take lives.

The copper mirror in her arms glowed every night, showing her husband in the hospital room with his arms around her best friend, plotting to tamper with her ventilator.

On one side stood a warm mansion, on the other a freezing hovel. Huo Wei blew on the hot porridge to cool it, then carefully brought it to her lips. His foolish younger brother had nearly lost his life for her. She would remember this kindness.

Though she'd lost her shares, she still held Mu Corporation's most important trump card.

Once her embroidery skills were complete, she would use the mirror to build her strength and fight her way back. Then it would be time to settle accounts with the scumbags who had squandered their lives while she drew breath.