A single woman well past marriageable age slips and transmigrates,
becoming an eight-and-a-half-year-old child in the Lin household.
Her gossip-loving soul blazing, the child sneakily pokes her head out from the eaves...
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How deep are the waters in the Lin household's back courtyard?
How blue is the sky above the grasslands?
Watch her fight alone, carving out a new dawn amid dangers on every side!
"The Tang Mo Dao can slice through iron as if it were mud, and is especially good at cutting down horses... Do you remember the strongman You Daliang, who tore apart a horse and two bandits with his bare hands at the training ground the other day? Even he... couldn't budge that Mo Dao in the slightest."
"Then let's go get one, too."
Lin Yiqiu muttered, kicking aside a stone in her way.
Moonlight reflected off her face, giving it the cold sheen of jade.
The teacher's mouth twitched. He nearly fainted on the spot.
"Child, you speak rashly. The art of forging the Tang Mo Dao has long been lost. There are only two left in Great Yu today. One is kept in His Majesty's Cloud Palace, and the other... the other... according to rumors in the martial world... is in your father's hands..."
"Oh?"
"Have you ever seen it?"
The shadow behind the teacher stretched in the moonlight, taking the shape of a big bad wolf with a long tail.
The child thought for a moment, then pulled a long, cylindrical object from the large bundle she'd been dragging along. With a light flick of her wrist, a blade flashed, colder than the moonlight, illuminating half the teacher's deathly pale face.
"You mean this?"
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"But... you're still so young. Isn't this a little inappropriate?"
A suspicious blush spread across Chang Qingshan's face as he looked at her, seeming troubled.
[Editor's Annual Recommendation!!!]
(Chapters 6-24 have been substantially revised…)
Theme: Love makes people strong
