I can’t understand why everyone wants to become a sword cultivator.
It’s clearly the spell cultivators who are the coolest. They can make their words come true and decide the outcome of a battle from a thousand miles away!
Thinking this, I wisely chose the least restrictive Path of Passion and firmly embarked on the path of spell cultivation.
I’m great at keeping my distance and kiting my enemies, and I’ve mastered all kinds of spells.
But the moment someone gets close, I’m as helpless and harmless as a kitten being lifted by the scruff of its neck.
After careful consideration, I decided to find a high-quality close-combat partner and explore secret realms together, so we could both benefit.
Unfortunately, my luck didn’t seem to be very good.
My first teammate was a body cultivator. After I firmly rejected his confession, he resolutely chose the Asura Path and became a demon.
The second time, I’d learned my lesson and chose a sword cultivator senior who followed the Path of Ruthlessness.
It wasn’t until his path crumbled and he was sent back to his sect for emergency treatment that I learned he was a cross-dressing expert.
The third time, I took a hard look at my past mistakes. Since I couldn’t count on either men or women, I chose a Buddhist cultivator who absolutely couldn’t cause any problems.
Then... I became his tribulation of love.
He might not become a Buddha, but I’ve already become one.
“My path is the mountains and rivers, the bright moon, flowers, and fine wine. I love them all. But my love is equal: there’s no difference between liking a person and liking a flower.”
“So don’t fall for me. It really won’t work out.”
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Romantic tension is the way to go. The heroine has a whole lot of one-sided admirers. I chose romance because there are romantic storylines, but it actually has an open ending with no pairing.
Theme: All beings are equal; love knows no bounds.
