Ling Yanshuang, the only Mahayana sword cultivator in the world of cultivation for thirteen thousand years who had reached the threshold of ascension, half-stepped into the upper realm, was cut off at the waist by an invisible net, and died under a thunderstorm.
When she opened her eyes again, she became Xiaozhi's twin sister - the youngest daughter of the Hanako family in Zhenxin Town, named Xiaoshuang. His cultivation level returned to zero, his natal sword was shattered, and only a wisp of the sword's heart remained. The good news is that there is Pikachu in this world, but the bad news is that the spiritual energy is so thin that it is difficult to cultivate to the first level of Qi refining.
But she is not afraid. He who has split a hundred thousand mountains is not afraid of starting over again.
From Kanto to Alola, she took the broken inkstone sword core with her, growing up while being warmed and nurtured. Xiaozhi's Pikachu learned the Thunder Sword Sense as a result of her "casual advice". Xiaomao insisted on making her the first author of his scientific research paper, and the mine at Dr. Oak's Postdoc Mountain became her secret training base. Mewtwo's loneliness, Koga Ninja's farewell, Ash's regret of not having a title for twenty years - she rewrote it with one sword, and reversed all the unforgettable endings in her previous life.
Until the silver-gray-haired Hoenn champion squatted in front of her and handed over a piece of ore. "You smell like stone." She snorted. Later, he blocked a sword for her, guarded her for three days and three nights, and proposed with a piece of ore that he had been looking for for three years. She took it, held his hand and said:
"In my previous life, I owed three people, three thousand people, and the whole world. In this life, I just want to keep one person."
The truth that the path to ascension in the world of cultivation has been cut off for thousands of years, the owner of the net that straddles the heavenly path, the "top" that the master wanted to see before he died - after living for three lifetimes, she finally had the outline of an answer. When the void fell and the world collapsed, she pulled out the inkstone sword that she had practiced for two lifetimes and stood in front of everyone and all Pokémon.
This time it's not about ascension. For a place to return.
Intention: I will not ascend in this life. I guard the human world.