The Evil Cultivator's Heavy Sword

[A young Sword Sect disciple with nothing but brute strength x an evil cultivator full of tricks]

01.

"A sword should be nimble and sharp. Your heavy sword is clumsy and blunt. Who could you possibly beat with it?"

Ever since Fang Qianzhong went down the mountain carrying the heavy sword passed down through her sect, every sword cultivator she met had tried to put her down like this.

But Fang Qianzhong refused to believe them. She fought every battle she could, and lost every single one.

The day before she was ready to give up on the sword path, Fang Qianzhong ran into a man.

Peach-blossom eyes, a scorpion-tail sword, bird feathers dangling from his hair. If she wasn't mistaken, he was the infamous evil cultivator known throughout the martial world.

"You're too late. I'm done fighting," Fang Qianzhong said. "I'm going back to the mountain to help Master farm."

"I'm not here to fight you," the evil cultivator said with a wicked grin. "I'm here to support you!"

02.

With the evil cultivator's guidance, Fang Qianzhong improved at an astonishing rate, but he never sparred with her.

Fang Qianzhong thought he looked down on her, so one day she suddenly launched a sneak attack!

Who could have guessed that the evil cultivator would be completely unprepared? The moment her heavy sword pierced his body, Fang Qianzhong panicked!

With the sword through his chest, the evil cultivator froze. Then he realized what had happened, and raised a wicked eyebrow:

"You've found me out? Fine, I admit it. I used you. I had another reason for getting close to you."

Fang Qianzhong: ...?

03.

A heavy sword appeared in the martial world, sweeping through the cultivation realm. Its wielder was none other than Fang Qianzhong, who had once fought all over the land without winning a single battle.

The heavy sword had no edge, but in her hands it moved like a staff, a saber, a whip, or a spear, as she fought her way to the mountaintop of the righteous sect.

Fang Qianzhong: "I! Fang Qianzhong! Am here to demand justice for my master, mentor, benefactor, husband, the strongest evil cultivator in history, wielder of the Scorpion-Tail Sword, and the most radiant and refined senior disciple of Thousand Crane Valley!"

The righteous sect: "We haven't framed that many people!"

Theme: If the old path doesn't work, then found a sect of your own