After Being Haunted by a Sword Spirit

Amid the vast world of cultivation, Jiang Shiyu got the most ordinary starting hand: an ordinary mortal with no spiritual roots.

At a moment of danger, the little peachwood sword she always carried suddenly spoke.

He said his name was Canglan, and that if she helped him recover his sword body, he would grant her a fortuitous opportunity and help her achieve her dream of cultivation.

"All right, I agree."

From then on, whenever she was within three paces of the little peachwood sword, she could hear the unfamiliar sword spirit's voice in her ear...

During the sect's selection trials, the sword spirit said, "Don't worry. I'll take care of everything."

When she ventured into the Sword Cavern, he warned, "The blades are sharp. Be extremely careful."

But after overcoming one obstacle after another to recover the Canglan Sword, the sword spirit suddenly fell silent.

She looked up in confusion, only to see a translucent young man before her, as beautiful as a jewel. He was adorned from head to toe with glittering beads and ornaments of every color. His dark hair fell down his back, and the teardrop-shaped beauty mark at the corner of his eye caught her gaze.

The sword spirit spoke solemnly. "I am Canglan."

Jiang Shiyu dodged the peacock-like man before her, gritted her teeth as she suppressed the spiritual energy about to run wild inside her, packed her bags, and fled.

"The contract is dissolved. Let's part on good terms."

The sword spirit followed her all the way.

She listened to the jingling of the beads and ornaments on him the entire journey, until she finally couldn't resist turning around.

When the sword spirit saw her turn, he raised a hand, the tips of his ears red. The red thread winding from their wrists snapped taut.

He lowered his eyes and said regretfully, "As you can see, I can't leave you."

Jiang Shiyu: "..."

Later, a few more dazzling gems appeared on someone's sleeves, along with a beautiful dark green beaded chain in his hair...

Actually, the first thing she thought when she saw the sword spirit was: Dark green suits him.

And it really did.

Later still, the two of them fell into the Mirror of Former Lives, one after the other.

Jiang Shiyu saw the usually gentle, well-behaved sword spirit shouting in the middle of a crowd that he loved her. Then he turned to face a thunderbolt of annihilation, let it blast him to pieces, haphazardly pieced himself back into a human shape, and wrapped himself around her.

Afterward, on every silent, deserted night, she would hear the sword spirit whispering forbidden words of love right beside her ear.

When the moon was full on the fifteenth, he would solidify beneath the moonlight, put on beautiful clothes, and stand before her, once again the gentle and humble spirit she knew.

If she asked why, he would lower his eyes and shyly explain, "Master, I had a few too many cups of spirit wine. I've been drunk ever since..."

For a while, Jiang Shiyu couldn't tell whose past-life entanglement this was...

Reader's Guide

1. Jiang Shiyu x Canglan, happy ending

Genius of the cultivation world and sweet, lively girl x scheming, green-tea sword spirit (?)

2. Everything in the plot serves the heroine. She steadily grows stronger, and the romance is a love that spans past and present lives, with a crush turning mutual. The first part of the blurb is complete. In Volume Two, the scheming puppy is whining as he pursues his wife.

3. The medical parts are entirely fictional, and this cultivation world has many original settings. Please don't overanalyze them.

Theme: Lower the camera and seek a way to break through.