*I'm terrible at writing blurbs, so just read the story!
Zhu Ying had a horrific death in her previous life. Her eyes were gouged out, her heart was cut out, and her hands and feet were severed.
Reborn, she decisively joins the most unremarkable sect around.
There is no cutthroat competition, scheming, or underhanded rivalry here.
Clearing land and farming, digging a pond to raise fish, searching for treasures in the hills behind the sect... Zhu Ying is having the time of her life.
At the sect competition, her former junior fellow disciple mocks her: “You were such a prodigy in martial arts. How did you end up like this?”
Lounging in a rocking chair, Zhu Ying looks utterly relaxed. She slowly raises her eyelids and says, “That's a real low blow. Keep it up, and your mouth will be split in two.”
Her junior fellow disciple asks, “What shrimp? What pork heart? Are you starving or something?”
Later, during the competition, his opponent accidentally cleaves his mouth in two, leaving him completely stunned.
A famine strikes the Nine Provinces, and the people are suffering. When disaster strikes, the members of the greatest sect abandon one another and flee with all the food.
Just when everyone thinks the Nine Provinces are doomed, Zhu Ying arrives with more than twenty donkey carts to help. Every cart is piled high with grain.
She earnestly advises them, “I told you ages ago to farm and store up grain. This is a fine tradition passed down through generations of our people in the Nine Provinces!”
*A farming-and-cultivation story, with more emphasis on farming. A slow, steady-paced tale.
Theme: Treat both sides fairly!
Interesting and interesting, the pit is too shallow
I read the introduction and I like it, but it's a bit shallow.
Damn, I'm here, congratulations to Kaiwen