The Poor Little One I Picked Up

After saving a pitiful young woman, Liu Zhiqiao had a ridiculous dream. From then on, the dream came to her in fragments, yet felt strikingly real. In it, she lived inside a storybook. She wasn't the story's heroine, but its wicked, despised villain.

Her starting circumstances were the envy of all, making her later misery all the worse.

She was the second senior sister of the Yanshan Sect, the highest-ranked among its female disciples.

She was also one of only two direct disciples of the sect's Third Elder. Her master treated her like her own daughter, and their bond was deep. She never held anything back from her.

The year Zhizhi turned eighteen, her master returned from her travels and arranged an excellent marriage for her: to the young master of the Xiaoxiang Palace.

Along with this betrothal, her master brought home a little girl as lovely as a celestial child, who became Zhizhi's junior sister.

The young master of the Xiaoxiang Palace and Zhizhi had known each other since childhood. Their bond was like that of childhood sweethearts, and he entered the Land of No Return solely to find the Snow Flute Zigui for her.

A once-in-a-thousand-years prodigy, the little celestial child cared deeply for her fellow disciple and swore to forge a sword for Zhizhi so that no one in the world could ever harm her.

Later on,

Her master found her beloved daughter and cast Zhizhi aside like trash.

Her junior sister became the sleepless lord, peerless with her sword, and the Starfall Sword she forged pierced Zhizhi's chest.

The Snow Flute Zigui was broken by the Xiaoxiang Palace Master's unique technique, the Palm of Desire's End.

On the eve of the opening of the Path to Heaven, Zhizhi dreamed of the words describing her fate in the storybook:

Alone, leaning against the bed rail, she died behind the heavy curtains.

Theme: If you can't go back, then keep moving forward