(Ximen Chuixue) Asura

Thanks to Forest No. 7 for making the cover~~

I'm hopeless at titles and blurbs.

I'm a real mother, so there will definitely be a golden finger!

The story here: A native of the original world has lived for over a decade before suddenly discovering that he is actually someone who transmigrated. When he picks up the memories of his past life, he suddenly realizes there are lots of people like him around, except they all think he's a native. ╮(╯_╰)╭

I'm debating whether to add skills from Jian Wang 3 = =

Everyone knows Lu Xiaofeng has friends all over the world, and that is one very important reason he was able to live such a legendary life. However,

Ye Xiu: "I have some friends too, but I always feel like I have more relatives than friends. Maybe some of your friends are actually my relatives."

Lu Xiaofeng: "...That's true."

Though we lack the wings of a phoenix to fly together, our hearts share a bond, and our thoughts are one. That's Lu Xiaofeng in a nutshell. But,

Ye Xiu: "Though we lack the wings of a phoenix to fly together, can your lightness skill really match mine? And my sister's, too. Our hearts share a bond, and our thoughts are one. Your fingers may be amazing, but I have plenty of confidence in my own hands. How many weapons can you catch between your fingers at once?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...I can't."

About Ximen Chuixue, Ye Xiu said, "I hear his swordsmanship is superb, and he regards the sword as the highest purpose in life. He's a man who loves swords, and I always like people who love swords."

Lu Xiaofeng: "...Watch where you say that. Whatever you do, don't say it in front of your sister."

Ye Xiu: "Why?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...Yan Xian, why haven't you made the antidote yet?!"

Ye Xiu, a rising new talent in the martial world. No one knows where he comes from.

A martial arts tournament brings him into the public eye.

He likes wearing white and loves swords, yet few have ever seen him use one.

Updates aren't very regular. I have no plan and just write whatever comes to mind. That really isn't wise. Drawing a circle and reflecting on myself…

P.S. The plans for what's coming next are all in the author's column → → I've already braced myself for people to throw bricks at me.

↑ Plans never keep up with changes after all. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

My first ever landmine, hugging you and rubbing against you!