Into the Sword's Edge

Swordpoint: A Blurb I always thought Xie Bing’an approached me just to stop me from killing his childhood sweetheart. And he did succeed. Until I failed my mission and returned to Cangxuan to face punishment. Eleven bone nails pierced into my marrow. I was covered in blood and staggering as I emerged, yet to my shock, I felt no pain. The Three Pure Ones’ qi, which should have been crippled, flowed freely through me. I had nothing worse than flesh wounds. Those bone nails had passed through my flesh and lodged in Xie Bing’an’s marrow instead. At some point, he had formed a blood pact with me. Our fortunes and misfortunes had switched places. Looking utterly listless, he stood guard outside my door and said he owed me this. I thought, fine. We’re even now. The second time he stopped me from killing someone, he did the same thing. I was so angry my teeth ached. If I didn’t refuse to kill anyone without a bounty on their head, I’d have loved to run him through with my sword. Later, I raised my sword again. Xie Bing’an came back. This time, he didn’t stop me. He only stood at the door and asked if I was absolutely determined to go. I said that the blood debt owed by the 215 members of the Wenren family rested on my sword. This time, I would kill any god or Buddha who stood in my way. He let go of my sleeve and said, “All right.” I didn’t understand what he meant by that, and I didn’t really care. After all, this would be the last time we saw each other. Once I entered that gate, we would either die together or not. There would be no chance of turning back. Just as expected, it was a trap. Arrows pierced me, poison consumed me, and countless swords pointed my way. I took the head of the villain Chen with one stroke. My meridians were severed, yet I still felt no pain. I walked out of the Chen residence covered in blood. As if sensing something, I looked toward the entrance. Xie Bing’an’s face was pale, and the blood covering him was brighter than mine. Yet when he saw me, he actually smiled. Xie Bing’an, oh, Xie Bing’an. I told you long ago. How could I, with a life devoted to revenge, stop for someone in the brief moment our paths crossed? The first two times, you owed me. What about this time? - In the spring of Huijing Year Three, the entire Wenren family was executed. Blood flowed like a river, and the great fire burned for three days and nights, painting half the sky over the imperial capital red. She ran forward with all her might, tears and snot smeared across her face, not daring to make a sound or stop for even a moment. From then on, her life was spent running through a sea of red. She didn’t dare stop, and she couldn’t stop. The vengeful spirits of the 215 members of the Wenren family and the 50,000 soldiers by the Lanting River weighed on her shoulders day and night. On the day she cleared their names and took revenge, snow blanketed the world. Everything was white and hazy. Alone, drenched in blood, she laughed aloud, then wept bitterly. Meridians severed could be mended. Kneecaps smashed could not stop her from crawling forward. But what about a true heart? What could she use to repay Xie Bing’an for the brave, wholehearted love he had given her? - The world betrayed me. I betrayed Xie Bing’an. “Moonlight fills the bow’s shadow, stars stretch to the tip of the sword.” A free-spirited, cold-hearted female assassin x a wealthy, reckless young master · A wuxia dream blending in folk tales of the strange and supernatural. · First version of the blurb, January 23, 2024 Theme: .