The Sword Sect's Master Is a Talisman Cultivator

Chu Mu's account:

"A sword cultivator ends up with nothing." It's not just a lie told to scare children. It's an accurate description of my martial uncle.

I looked at my father, then at my mother, and suddenly understood.

My martial uncle lost his sword. It became my father.

My martial uncle lost his junior sister. She became my mother.

I ought to thank my martial uncle. If he hadn't lost his sword and his junior sister, where would I have come from?

Thank you, Martial Uncle, for your generosity. Thank you for ending up with nothing...

Qin Zhao's account:

I've only gotten drunk once in my life.

After I got drunk, I couldn't stop myself from making a scene.

It wasn't that bad. I only called the person I was going to marry a "sword bastard."

Damn it! Who told everyone? What I meant to say was "half sword, half person!"

I couldn't help shedding tears of sorrow.

What does it mean to bring disaster upon yourself with your own words?

This is exactly what he did.

Thanks for the advice. I've quit drinking, completely. I'll never drink again for the rest of my life. If I do, I'm a pig!

Until the wedding day...

In the bridal chamber, over the nuptial wine,

Qin Zhao didn't hesitate: "I'm a pig, I'm a pig, I'm a pig!"

The pairing is as stated above.

A lighthearted, hilarious story.

Theme: Drinking is bad. Try to quit if you can.