Heavenly Sword: A Book Becomes a Valley

A muddleheaded bookworm took a tumble and became Song Qingshu, then rolled right into Mo Shenggu's arms. When they were young, Song Qingshu's dream was to buy books, lots and lots of books, then build a lavish library all for himself. Mo Shenggu's dream was to master the sword, develop a technique unrivaled under heaven, and earn a name as a hero that would be remembered throughout the martial world for generations. As the years passed, their feelings began to change in subtle ways. "Little Martial Uncle." He tugged at his hair, the corner of his mouth lifting. He snatched his hair back, eyes crinkling with a smile. "Little Qingshu, have you gotten into trouble again? Want me to ask Big Brother to go easy on you?" This is a warm story set in the martial world. It needs no schemes, and certainly no betrayal. "What is it you’re so set on?" "I just... want you to trust me the way I trust you." The simple word trust holds a meaning only the two of them understand. Life is short, so why cling to anything? Better to take things as they come and live freely. The cover was lovingly drawn by the world's most adorable cabbage! (^o^)/~ This is a martial arts fanfic with a bit of xianxia mixed in. In short, I wrote this odd little story to indulge one of my strange ideas >0 Theme: