[This novel is being rewritten. Please see the author's column, "Zhe Qian Shan"]
[Blurb]
The peerless Grand Diviner Chu Qingxu, renowned throughout the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, was reborn in another person's body and became a frail, illegitimate young lady whose father did not raise her and whose mother was nowhere to be found.
Countless eyes watched her from the shadows.
They thought Chu Qingxu would seize the opportunity to make trouble and reclaim the glory of slaughtering her way through the royal court a century ago. Instead, she settled into a peaceful life inside the body of this young lady.
She left all clan affairs to the younger generation. When a sect leader who was also her enemy came calling, she made him water the flowers in the courtyard before letting him in. Her old rival, who had come to watch her make a fool of herself, was sent to deal with the admirers flocking to see her...
And so...
Her junior, overwhelmed with official business, lost his temper and traveled a thousand miles to drag her back to work, only to fall in love with the life of doing nothing. Her enemy watered the flowers until he fell for them, and began studying A Hundred Ways to Grow Flowers. Her rival and the admirers... got into a fight, trampled the flowers, and are now being chased around the courtyard.
Meanwhile, those worried that something was amiss because all these prodigies had inexplicably gathered together thought: The Nine Provinces are doomed.
Until the divine tree set itself ablaze and flames raged across the land.
A hidden younger member of the Yushan Clan broke through the barriers with a single stroke and saved the people. The third-rate sect leader of Cangyan Sect wielded mechanisms so mysteriously that no one could hide from him. The dashing scholar put down his brush, regained his courteous composure, and split the Vermilion Flame with his fist.
The bow was drawn, the sword unsheathed.
Violent currents of air gathered in Chu Qingxu's palm into a docile long sword, while arrows fell like a sudden downpour to clear her path.
She swept through the flames in red, her sword cleaving across the River of Heaven.
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Legend says that Chu and Qi parted on a snowy plain, then went a hundred years without a word. They would never meet again in this life.
That day, the wind swept through the entire city. A woman in red stood atop a tower, her robes bright as the sun and her eyes cool as the moon. A flower ball gleamed with colorful light as it cut through the air and fell.
Qi Rongyu caught it in his arms. A red cord wound around his hand, just as pine and ivy had twined around his fingers hundreds of years ago.
Warm, smiling face, insincere words × effortlessly capable, born to be in charge
Qi Rongyu × Chu Qingxu
★ One-on-one romance, devoted to each other, happy ending
☆ My own take on fantasy. The shamans and diviners in this story are fictional creations based on research.
★ True enemies-to-lovers, with a history of love and hate. In the past, they were on opposing sides and committed very serious acts of mutual harm that endangered each other's lives. This may not be obvious at first, due to spoilers. Please read with caution if this isn't your cup of tea. =v=
Theme: After wrestling with myself for so long, I would rather be myself.
