Sword Looking for Thousands of Mountains

When Hua Xiangwan traveled east to Yunlai, her master told her,

“Since your cultivation method is compatible with theirs, you must bring a Dao Lord from the Heavenly Sword Sect back to the Western Realm to help you advance quickly. But remember, you may only take the Passionate Sword, never the Heart-Seeking Sword.

“Dao Lords who cultivate the Heart-Seeking Sword are powerful but foolish. They don't understand love or hate.”

But the very first person she saw upon arriving in Yunlai was Xie Changji, a cultivator of the Heart-Seeking Sword.

Like a moth to a flame, she knew he was untouched by worldly passions, yet she still risked her life for him and gave everything without regret.

But even after they became husband and wife, even as her meridians were destroyed and she lay drenched in blood, all he could say in a hoarse voice was, “I'm sorry.”

Only then did she realize that Dao Lords of the Heart-Seeking Sword truly didn't understand love or hate.

So she faked her death in front of him and escaped, abandoning the identity of “Wanwan” and returning to her carefree life as the young mistress of the Hehuan Palace.

She left Xie Changji alone by a lonely grave in the Boundary Between Life and Death. They parted for two hundred years.

Two hundred years later, the Western Realm's Demon Lord was gravely ill, and a palace coup broke out among the Three Palaces.

To stabilize the situation and advance her cultivation quickly, Hua Xiangwan had no choice but to return to Yunlai and seek a marriage alliance with the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Everyone said Hua Xiangwan was grasping at straws. The Heavenly Sword Sect would never let her take a powerful Dao Lord back to the Western Realm, and her half-ruined golden core couldn't possibly help her improve much.

But after the wedding,

news reached everyone:

Xie Changji, Yunlai's strongest fighter, had emerged from the Boundary Between Life and Death. He had broken through from the Heart-Seeking Sword to the Passionate Sword, and taken charge of Hehuan Palace!

At the news,

the enemy army surrounding Hehuan Palace hurriedly retreated,

Hua Xiangwan's old lovers scattered in every direction,

and even Hua Xiangwan herself fled in the middle of her wedding night, hauling her mount along.

#My ex-husband is back for revenge, I'd better run faster#

#My first love is back, crazy, ridiculously handsome, and ridiculously powerful.#

#I carried my sword across a thousand mountains and rivers, only to realize you were my truest heart.#

P.S.

1. Serious drama, not a comedy. A mix of heartbreak and joy, with a happy ending.

2. They reunite from the start, and the past is revealed in flashbacks. The male lead is tragic and devoted; the heroine is goofy on the outside and ruthless underneath.

Coming soon: Canglan Path

Before she turned nineteen, Jiang Yinqiu was a celebrated young physician from a distinguished family in Jiangnan.

She had a gentle, courteous fiancé, Jiang Shaoyan, and kind, generous parents. Her life seemed destined to be peaceful and secure.

Then, in the year she turned nineteen, soldiers stormed into her home. The men of her family were executed, and the women exiled.

In prison, she waited desperately for her one remaining hope, Jiang Shaoyan, to clear her name and save her from her terrible fate.

She waited and waited, but all she got was a dagger and a packet of poison.

Jiang Shaoyan told her that the journey to the border would be long, and she should remember to remain chaste for him.

So, clutching the dagger, she turned back just before stepping out of the prison.

For revenge, she disfigured herself, took the place of a condemned prisoner, fought her way through a river of blood, and entered the Inspectorate under a death-row pardon.

On the day she went to meet her superior, news arrived in the Eastern Capital that her double, “Jiang Yinqiu,” had died in an accident on the way to exile.

That night, the Third Prince, Jiang Shaoyan, newly returned from among the common folk, set up a memorial tablet for his dead wife in his residence.

And Jiang Yinqiu, drenched in blood, knelt in the courtyard as she heard the icy voice of the Inspectorate's chief, a man from a prestigious family of six generations who was revered as a god despite being only human.

“Now that you've joined the Inspectorate, you belong to me, Xie Heng. State your name.”

Jiang Yinqiu slowly closed her bloodstained hand around the token on the ground, then raised her clear, blade-bright eyes.

“This subordinate is Gu Xiniang.”

Theme: Follow your heart, and you'll find the right path