[The final arc is underway. There’s plenty to read, so dig in!]
Qu Mingzhao is a frail, sickly fortune-teller known throughout the martial world. Gentle, kind, and harmless.
He coughs every few steps and looks so delicate that the wind might topple him, yet trouble always seems to find him.
To avoid trouble, Qu Mingzhao has no choice but to pretend to calculate the future with his fingers.
…Let’s see how I can talk my way out of this one.
Unexpectedly, everything he said comes true, and a group of geniuses become unwaveringly devoted to him.
A hot-blooded, honorable young heir is willing to risk his life for him. A miracle-working doctor who can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bone does everything in his power to keep him alive.
His lifelong rival and childhood friend, who has always revered his teacher, defies his master’s orders for him. Even the most smooth-talking member of the villains’ inner circle risks everything to switch sides for him.
But nobody knows his other identity
The top assassin who died seven years ago, a fiend said to have slaughtered the loyal and done every kind of evil. The whole world wants to grind his bones to dust.
Keeping his secret identity under wraps, Qu Mingzhao only wants to quietly investigate his past while he still has a breath left in him.
But fate has other plans. With only days to live, his former identity is brutally exposed to the world.
The hero whose innocence he helped prove now points a sword at him, claiming he must kill this vile criminal for the greater good.
The official who once paid a fortune for his prediction accuses him of spreading heresy and begs the emperor to have him beheaded in public.
Writers and scholars denounce him, cursing him to die a wretched death.
The hand holding his wine flask trembles, and Qu Mingzhao’s long eyelashes hide the mockery in his eyes.
Fine. Then let the whole world witness the death of the man everyone despises.
Yet after that day, everyone who had once hated him to the bone changed completely
Countless martial artists weep before his empty tomb, willing to trade their lives for his if only he would wake again.
The emperor honors him with an imperial decree, sets an eternal lamp for him, and ensures he will receive offerings from the people forever.
Countless commoners flock to Buddhist temples, praying to the Bodhisattva to grant him a long life.
Qu Mingzhao: ?
Qu Mingzhao: I liked you better when you were all arrogant and determined to kill me.
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● A frail, mild-mannered yet secretly ruthless protagonist who’s the best fighter under heaven
● Mystery-driven main plot with a lighthearted but serious tone. Not fast-paced, with occasional moments of wish-fulfillment when people get the wrong idea about him
● My take on light wuxia, with a touch of an ensemble cast. Everyone survives, so read without worry
● No particular content warnings for now. I’ll add them if I think of any
△ As usual, here’s a preview of my next book:
My next work will be a modern BL infinite-flow novel, Do Max-Level Experts Have to Work Black Jobs Too? You can find it through the announcement in the comments. Come have a taste!
Blurb archived from July 18, 2026
Theme: A hero’s greatest duty is to serve the country and its people
Come on, madam, come on, come on [red heart] [red heart]
Come on, madam, come on, come on [red heart] [red heart]
Come on, madam, come on, come on, come on
The diary interaction is so cute, our Qi'er is so good! !
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Come on, madam, come on, come on
Oh, I don't feel bad about the little song, but haha haha, it's so fast that it's already reached one hundred chapters.
I don't know why, but when I saw the title, I thought of that sentence. If I have a guilty conscience, wuwuwu, everyone will be fine in the future [crying]
I kept crying [ bursting into tears ] and was supported by my friends all the way forward
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Boss, I want egg yolk lotus paste (100 million mouthfuls)
Let me call you Xue Zuizui, Xiao Zhao is weak and overlapping [poor]
Come on, madam, come on, come on [red heart] [red heart]
Come on, madam, come on, come on [red heart] [red heart]
Come on, madam, come on, come on, come on
The diary interaction is so cute, our Qi'er is so good! !
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Come on, madam, come on, come on
Oh, I don't feel bad about the little song, but haha haha, it's so fast that it's already reached one hundred chapters.
I don't know why, but when I saw the title, I thought of that sentence. If I have a guilty conscience, wuwuwu, everyone will be fine in the future [crying]
I kept crying [ bursting into tears ] and was supported by my friends all the way forward
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Boss, I want egg yolk lotus paste (100 million mouthfuls)
Let me call you Xue Zuizui, Xiao Zhao is weak and overlapping [poor]