As the saying goes, a sword cultivator's sword is their wife.
Unfortunately, when I was reborn, I became my rival's wife... No, his sword.
In my previous life, we were constantly at each other's throats. He stole the girl I liked, and I smashed his spirit sword. Am I going to let my archenemy steal the show in this life?
Of course not!
If I can't fight it, I might as well enjoy it. ^_^
Faced with a ten-thousand-year-old ferocious beast, the cultivators tremble and all look to one man: Lord Chuji, who attained the Great Ascension Realm at a young age.
He rides the wind toward them, and with a sweep of his cloud-like sleeve, sword flashes fill the air. A... long, narrow object appears.
The cultivators: ??? What is that?
Chuji calmly says, "A rolling pin."
From then on, everyone gets used to seeing the ethereal Lord Chuji sweep his sleeve and pull out... a spatula, a rake, a carrot, a dog chew toy...
Until one day, Lord Chuji finally pulls out his sword.
Before the cultivators can even get excited, Lord Chuji drops to one knee and asks his master for permission: "This is my Dao companion. I want to marry him. I beg you to grant us your blessing."
The cultivators: Damn, that saying really was true!
A little scene:
One day, my archenemy is practicing on the mountain. I'm hanging from his waist, bored out of my mind, complaining to the grass beside me:
[Does Shen Lingyu have no sense of aesthetics? He gave me the name of a medicinal herb. What kind of name is Bai Lian? It's awful!]
Grass: [What were you called before?]
I answer proudly: [Wu Yi Fan.]
Grass: [...He really does love you.]
Theme: Fate brings people together
