A brutally straightforward heroine and a master with a thousand secret identities
As the senior disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, Song Nianyan honors her master and protects her junior disciples. She's an absolute powerhouse.
Whenever the great cultivators of the cultivation world talk about Song Nianyan, they praise her before sighing in unison: What a promising talent. She could have done anything, but instead she became a lovesick fool.
That's right, Song Nianyan has someone dear to her heart: Lord Wuchen.
When he needs to advance his cultivation and break through a realm, she searches for spirit herbs and nourishes them with her heart's blood. When his breakthrough brings down a terrifying lightning tribulation, she endures the torment of lightning and fire in his place. When he wants a divine weapon, she splits off part of her soul to forge a sword for him.
Even when her master scolds him for holding her back, she stands against the master she respects rather than give him up.
At last, he breaks through the fourth realm and becomes the person in Guixu Continent with the greatest hope of ascending. But another woman stands in the place that should have been hers, and he calls her, "Qingqing."
His grand ceremony of enlightenment is glorious beyond measure, while her sect is destroyed and the fate of her master and junior disciples is unknown.
Only then, covered in blood and mired in mud, does Song Nianyan finally understand what it means to be a lovesick fool: you don't even get a decent death.
As she lies at death's door, she finally sees the truth.
The one who has always protected her from behind is him.
It was her master who replenished her blood when she used it to nourish the spirit herbs. It was her master who soothed her scars after she was scorched by the heavenly fire. It was her master who used his own soul to mend her broken spirit after hers shattered.
Their souls intertwine, and she begins to understand his restraint and his pain.
If she can't ascend and live free among mortals, then she'll fall into demonic cultivation forever and wield her sword to protect the one she loves.
To hell with the chosen one of the Heavenly Dao!
That night, he is gravely injured, his major acupoints sealed. She reaches out and peels back his clothes, layer by layer, as if undoing some kind of taboo.
The ailing master says in a trembling voice, "You're betraying your master and your ancestors."
When the last garment hits the floor, Song Nianyan smiles. "Master, don't slander your disciple. I'm only betraying my master. How could that count as betraying my ancestors?"
Content warnings: Super-duper Mary Sue, over-the-top melodrama, and a mountain of author-created lore.
Happy ending.
The heroine's strength: an absolute powerhouse, then incredibly tough, then an absolute powerhouse again.
Theme: Upcoming title