Loose cultivators wander around in wild places, their qualities a mystery.
The road is rough? See her mood. Sect rules? Not as happy as she is. Fellow Taoist ask for help? Need to pay more.
She dared to cross the three realms with a broken sword, argue with the judge in the underworld to reimburse travel expenses, and go to the Western Desert to debate scriptures under the moonlight with a nun who has returned to secular life. Beihai snatched the demon king's crown, and even shamed the leader of the righteous path in public at the Zhongzhou event.
Some people scolded her for not practicing martial arts, but she taught them how to behave with a backhand sword. Some people praised her for her righteousness, but she rolled her eyes and said, don't make up your mind.
Along the way, reliable teammates, plastic allies, and difficult opponents... Have come and gone. Only the sword in her hand slashed from Southern Wilderness to Northern Ming without hesitation.
Until the big bosses from all sides beat their chests and stamped their feet, the old enemies bowed their heads, and even Heaven silently opened the back door for her——
Yun Zhuye yawned and put the sword on his shoulder. "Okay, let's all disperse."
It turns out that after traveling through thousands of mountains, she has become the highest mountain.
Determination: I am my sword, ask my mind, and achieve great freedom.