Bai Yueying practiced the Heartless Dao in her previous life.
She was all alone in the world, with no family or friends. Only when she was on the verge of achieving the Great Dao did she take on a bargain disciple.
At the final step, when she was about to attain immortality and prove her Dao, she had to sever all feelings and attachments, so she went ahead and ran her sword right through that disciple.
Then she failed to prove her Dao...
Failed to prove her Dao... failed to prove her Dao... (xN)
The Heavenly Dao, furious that she was beyond saving, berated her: "What kind of skill is it to use someone else's life to survive your own tribulation? Prove the Dao in accordance with Heaven and start over!"
And so, she was reborn as a delicate little junior sister, with a combat power of negative five and no strength to even truss a chicken.
How could the pride of her former self, the first Sword Venerable Zhexia of the immortal path, allow her to accept such a humiliating reality!!!
Unwilling to accept her fate, she set out on the path of cultivation once more. By the time she returned to her sect, the unlucky disciple she'd once run through had become its leader, while the five senior brothers above her were all renowned figures who commanded the cultivation world.
As the youngest, she had no talent for cultivation. Not only was she weak and petite, she didn't even have a complete spiritual root. She could only rely on the spirit stones, resources, and magical artifacts bestowed by her elders to smash her way onto the path to immortality.
But the thing worrying her most right now was...
That bargain disciple she'd left behind after proving her Dao, who was now her master.
Did he still seem unable to forget her?
Please! Men only slow down my sword-drawing speed!
★ A female lead leveling up in a plot-driven story, indulgent romance, both leads' first love, one-on-one ★
★ My own cultivation setting, with lots of original ideas. The female lead is no traditional delicate flower ★
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Xie Jing was born under Heaven's mandate. The world honored and respected him, yet also feared and hated him.
Only that girl was completely at ease in front of him. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to hold a starry abyss as she laughed, "You can't even get the sword forms right, little brat. Want to be my disciple?"
He had so little that truly belonged to him. Even the tiniest bit she gave him was precious beyond measure.
Love was never fair in this world.
So later, when she ran her sword through his heart to prove her Dao and become an immortal, he bore her no resentment.
Seven hundred years after she ascended to immortality,
he met a girl standing beneath a flowering branch. She held a battered iron sword in her arms, staring blankly at the sword intent carved into the Stone of Bitter Cultivation.
In this vast mortal world, only because you are here do I find the universe gentle.
Theme: Live life with purpose.