The Poor, Beautiful Girl Wants to Climb the Ladder

At twenty-five, Sun Lingxue had lost everything.

With her sharp mind and pretty face, she had once secured a place at a top university, a wealthy boyfriend, and an impressive résumé. Her future had looked bright.

Her classmates and friends called her calculating and opportunistic behind her back, but to her face they fawned over her, hoping she would help them.

Gossip and a bad reputation? Sun Lingxue didn't care.

She just wanted to climb higher.

She wanted to escape her fate, break through the ceiling that hemmed in ordinary people, and reach the summit to see what gave those born at the top their power.

To achieve that, she did everything she could to please the people at the top.

She dieted strictly and exercised for years because her boyfriend had said he liked a slim figure.

She studied constantly and collected qualifications because her future mother-in-law came from a scholarly family and said she couldn't stand pretty faces with nothing behind them.

She patiently put up with her unruly future brother-in-law, even smiling after he dumped a plate of leftovers all over her, because her future father-in-law said family harmony brought prosperity.

Free tutoring for eccentric relatives, an unpaid jack-of-all-trades intern, a perfect pretty face at events...

The list went on and on.

For seven years, from college through graduate school, she served that family. She was more loyal than a dog.

Just before graduation, she was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness, and her boyfriend swiftly got engaged to a woman from a family on his level.

Her boyfriend's mother, born into a scholarly family, took the heiress's hand and said with affection, “I just love a girl like you: innocent, generous, and lively. Not like some people, who claw their way up with improper intentions.”

At last, Sun Lingxue understood. In the eyes of these “upper-class people,” someone like her, one of the “lower classes,” could give everything and still only deserve to kneel and pay her respects.

Marriage? A gold digger, a social climber, a delusional schemer!

The original sin, apparently, was being poor and wanting to climb higher.

She swore she would never again entertain any illusions about the “upper class.”

She thought her life was on a countdown, and that all her regrets would soon turn to dust.

Then the whole world began broadcasting the news with feverish excitement: spiritual qi revival, and the emergence of supernatural powers.

“...As all things evolve and the strong prey on the weak, are those with supernatural abilities the true victors of the future?”

Mysterious symbols appeared in Sun Lingxue's mind, along with the phantom glint of a sword, eager to carve open a brand-new world of upheaval.

Her so-called terminal illness was actually a supernatural ability.

The world was remade, and the old days were wiped away.

Who would reach the summit in this new world?

She reached out and grasped that brand-new swordlight.

“I will.”

On my blade burns a fury that will never die.

Core message: No one is born superior or inferior. Self-reliance is what makes you a winner.