My name is Xia Yu. I’m a newly awakened space- and light-type ability user, currently at three stars, and I’ve just started high school.
My grandpa is a nine-star lightning-type ability user who spends every day cooking in the kitchen now that he’s retired. My master is a sword immortal from Mount Longhu whose everyday look is worn-out cloth shoes and a thermos. Grandpa and Master train me by striking me with lightning. I have a sword with a sword spirit inside who has lost memories of his past life, and a mirror containing a mute female ghost.
I thought high school would be nothing but classes, cultivation, and getting beaten up by Grandpa.
Then a vortex sucked me into the Wildlands, a place with no rules, no referees, and nothing but things that want to eat you.
Seven days. Wolf packs, illusions, spatial mazes, and a guardian beast in a sealed well. I led four people back alive from a place we were never meant to escape.
Then the school told me the National High School Demon-Slayer League starts next month.
Fine. I made it out of the Wildlands alive. A tournament should be easy enough.
This time, though, I’m not planning to hold back.
