Forget Your Worries

In the Westernmost Wasteland, amid endless yellow sands and nowhere to be seen, there stands a building called the Tower of Forgetfulness. Its young mistress, with black hair and red clothes, can trade for anything.

The young mistress has an eccentric nature and loves money more than life. When making trades, she cares about the price, not morality. As such, the Tower of Forgetfulness has its rules: no trading for lives, no trading for hearts, and no trades without gold.

Gu Xici has always been this way. What is morality worth? The difference between good and evil is just a thought, just a hair's breadth. Who can truly draw a clear line between them?

So with her left hand, she stole the Wudang heir's cultivation, and with her right, she plucked out the eyes of the Wang family's young master, one of the Four Great Houses.

She punched the Hengshan Sect and kicked Laojun Mountain, then casually slapped anyone who couldn't afford the price of a trade out the door to chew sand.

But if you walk by the river often enough, you'll eventually get your shoes wet. What do you do when karma comes knocking?

No problem! She can shamelessly shove Yu Zhou in front of her to take the blade, then chirp, "I don't have a heart!" before running off.

He turns to look at her in the glow of fireflies and candlelight, his eyes brimming with a purity and clarity found nowhere else in the world. The corners of his mouth curl as he says, in the most certain voice in the world, "You do."

Gu Xici: "...That's no reason to stop me from running away."

[The wicked, formidable woman plays the fool to catch the tiger] x

[The innocent young hero gradually gets led astray]

Wunian leans close to Gu Xici's ear, the corners of his eyes lifting like spring bringing life to all things. His warm breath brushes her neck as he murmurs, "I don't care whether anyone else lives or dies, and I don't much care whether I live or die. But I care about you. I often think that if you have to die, you should at least die by my hand. That would be best."

[Sinister second male lead gives blood to heal the wounded]

(My moral compass follows a pretty face. Mom loves this one best.)

My first full-length novel.

I'll always love this free-spirited, legendary martial world.

Theme: Everyone suffers, and we save each other