After Being Jilted, She Went on a Killing Spree

[I've changed the upcoming novel. Sorry, everyone. I really can't write a sweet romance (┯_┯)] Xie Linwan is the second daughter of the Xie family of the Southern Region. The Xie family of the Southern Region has strict rules: women are forbidden from cultivating immortality. For the first sixteen years of her life, Xie Linwan is trapped in a remote mountain estate behind countless restrictions, doing embroidery that never ends and gazing at the same moon. One day, her betrothed comes to break off their engagement. “The person I love is someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, not someone who can't even defend herself.” No one in the family has ever had their engagement broken off. The elders think she has brought shame and disgrace upon the family, and force her to take her own life. Beneath the moonlight, Xie Linwan decides to escape. Unfortunately, she fails. As she is surrounded on all sides, an immortal in white robes, carrying a long sword, descends from the sky. “Little girl, you have a gift for swordsmanship. Would you like to come with me and learn the sword?” Xie Linwan looks at the immortal, whose eyes and brows are fierce and proud, and says, “Yes!” * Xichuan thinks Xie Linwan is the most textbook sword cultivator imaginable. Cold-hearted and unemotional, devoted solely to the Way, her sword never turns back. She is a rare and formidable rival in his life as a demon. But he never expected that a sword cultivator like her had once dreamed of loving someone, and even embroidered a sachet for her betrothed. Xichuan: Damn it, I hate that the high-hanging moon shines on everyone but me. * A chuuni cultivation story. The romance takes a little while to warm up. The male lead is a demon, and the antagonists are both men and women. Cultivation stages: Heeding the Way - Entering Delusion - Seeing the Heart - Questioning the Waters - Grandmaster - Great Grandmaster Not a female-centric power fantasy. I write this for myself. Theme: How did it come to this?