Cuihua is a talentless cultivator with a mixed spiritual root. She leaves her little mountain village and makes her way into a great sect, where being the best of the best in the mortal world means she is nothing more than dirt underfoot.
She can't even become an outer disciple, so all she can do is guard the gate.
Amid the cold wind and rain, she parts the weeds at the bottom of a ravine and sees a familiar face.
A jade-like beauty, as tragic and lovely as a fallen flower, lies in the mud, barely breathing.
The sect's once-proud prodigy had her spine smashed and her inner core dug out, then was tossed into the valley like a rag doll. Now, all she has left is her luminous skin and flesh.
Cuihua studies her for a moment, then crouches down and carries her back.
“Who... who are you?”
“Don't be afraid. I'll save you.” And make you my cultivation vessel.
Basically, it's about a meek, timid heroine like a little weed who ensnares a bunch of men. Gender-bender, one woman and multiple men.
A grassroots heroine and lots and lots of rich, handsome men.
Theme: Peel away the stone to reveal the jade
