[Bright, sharp-tongued, stubborn junior sister x Gentle, hollow-hearted, sensitive senior brother]
Wei Chu was an orphan, beautiful and capable, with a poor reputation and a stubborn mind of her own. After waiting ten years in a run-down mountain village, she finally transformed from a mortal into a cultivator.
No new grudges, no old feuds, just a bunch of weaklings.
In ten years, Wei Chu had saved immortals twice. She couldn't help wondering: were cultivators all a bunch of weaklings who needed rescuing? People moved toward higher places, while water flowed to lower ones. Had she somehow flowed into a stinking ditch?
Shi Jinchuan, the person she had saved, naturally put his benefactor first. His benefactor was heaven, his benefactor was earth, and she could even be his godmother if she wanted. With a mansion in his left hand and gold ingots in his right, what would his benefactor like?
His benefactor seemed a little annoyed with him.
"Benefactor..."
"Stop calling me that. Just use my name."
Wei Chu crunched a piece of malt candy and said earnestly, "What if I run into your sworn enemy when I join an immortal sect? If that gets me involved and your enemy holds a grudge against me, I'd be the one getting a raw deal."
Shi Jinchuan: "..."
The world of cultivation was very different from what Wei Chu had imagined. Five-element spiritual roots, freedom to choose one's path, chance-based opportunities to become a personal disciple, and the conviction that cultivating the Dao was more important than anything else. The sect disciples' general outlook was also far too colorful: there were plenty of idiots, and their idiocy was highly contagious.
That would have been bad enough, but why did everything require an exam?
The cultivation world: We politely decline illiterates. Thank you, fellow cultivators, for raising the standard of education.
After joining Lingran Sect to study the sword and read books, Wei Chu accidentally stumbled upon a scene involving her gentle senior sister and the overpowered senior brother. She learned about an old, melodramatic affair, and after getting dragged into it, casually teamed up with Shi Jinchuan to set someone up.
After pulling him into the mess, Wei Chu walked backward up the stone steps with her hands behind her back. Her eyes curved, and her catlike eyes gleamed with mischievous amusement as she teased the gentle young man in front of her.
"Shi Jinchuan, who are you?"
Shi Jinchuan smiled helplessly, his lashes trembling slightly. He clasped his hands behind his back like her and replied gently,
"I am Shi Jinchuan."
Unexpected twists soon arose. Apart from old affairs, strange undercurrents were stirring in the martial world. The days of going down the mountain to make money and showing off in public came to an unfortunate end for Wei Chu and her bad influence of a friend. They had to set off for a foreign land, where they encountered far too many old grievances, tangled affections, and questions of right and wrong. Some questions were bound to surface eventually.
What, exactly, are evil spirits?
The Heart-Severing Gu, man-eating poison, the peach-faced fox, the well-dwelling ghost, ancient corpses from the abyss, and strange secret realms: what sort of past was concealed beneath the layers they peeled away?
Wei Chu would find out, because she was not alone.
Beginning with her senior brother, she had too many people around her. She was no longer the naive, wary orphan from a small mountain village, but a sword cultivator whose reputation was rising.
People came and went, yet some always remained by her side.
"Junior Sister, the martial world is vast. Wouldn't you be lonely if you went around robbing people all by yourself?"
"You've got a point. You can be my human shield and protect me."
"...Sigh. Just remember to give me Blood-Replenishing Pills."
[Reader's Guide]
1. This is not a plot-heavy story. The emotional storyline is the main focus, with a roughly 6:4 balance. It is a non-typical cultivation novel, more focused on everyday life, with a small ensemble cast.
2. The tone is light and humorous, with a slice-of-life feel.
3. The heroine becomes stronger in combat than the hero later on. Both are weaklings at first. This is a BG romance, not a GB romance.
4. Nothing else comes to mind for now. More will be added if anything does.
Theme: Freedom and carefree wandering