Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao shattered, and a wisp of its origin became a baby girl wrapped in swaddling clothes, falling into a ruined temple in the Eastern Wilderness.
Xuan Jin, head of the Profound Sword Sect and the Eastern Wilderness's strongest cultivator as well as its poorest, found her on a rainy night. "From now on, your name is Shen Zhaozhao. Come home with me."
No one knew that this baby was the Heavenly Dao itself in its infant form. Whoever she smiled at would break through on the spot and stumble upon ore while walking. If anyone made her cry, heavenly lightning would chase them down. The eldest senior brother held her, and the Golden Core bottleneck he'd been stuck at for ten years loosened that very night. The second senior brother carved her a wooden sword, then promptly tripped over an exquisite spirit stone mine.
The whole sect caught on: raising a child makes you stronger! The poor Sword Sect gets creative raising their little girl, and every member goes wild. Those who try to steal their mines, poison her, or call her a good-for-nothing see their storage bags explode in the street, their false spiritual roots crack on the spot, and heavenly lightning chase them for three miles.
At thirteen, Zhaozhao rebels, leaves a note, and runs away, taking the name "A Zhao" to make a name for herself. She thinks she's in a life-or-death battle. She closes her eyes and swings wildly, while her enemies' magical treasures turn against them, mountains collapse, and powerful foes line up to kneel. She looks completely innocent. "I didn't do it. I'm weak. It must be my senior brothers protecting me in secret."
Super pretty, so cute💕💕💕