Luo Li is a girl who seems to have had great luck from the start: she gets into the number-one immortal sect in the human realm.
But she's assigned to guard the gate of the Huiyue Pavilion armory.
The Huiyue Pavilion is quiet and empty, with only twelve dusty divine weapons on display. It's the perfect place for her to lie flat.
One night, thunder roars, lightning flashes, and strange colors fill the sky. She is jolted awake from her dream.
Twelve men stand before her bed, each one strikingly handsome and graceful.
At their head, a man dressed in robes white as snow and wreathed in spiritual light leads the handsome men in kneeling on one knee beneath the moon.
"We wish to serve at your side, Pavilion Master, and help you conquer the Demon Realm, even if it costs us our lives!"
Luo Li stares in shock at the man who had transformed from a treasured sword.
Isn't this the sect's senior brother, as pure as snow on a mountain peak? Even an ordinary person would feel unworthy just looking at him. A novice like her can only gaze up at and worship him, without even daring to speak.
"Senior Brother... You're the sword I usually cuddle while I sleep?"
And not just cuddle. She diligently polished and buffed it every day, from the blade to the sheath, leaving no part untouched...
The usually serious, white-robed senior brother suddenly looks awkward. "Ahem... Pavilion Master, let's talk business first..."
That's it. She and Senior Brother have both died of embarrassment.
One day, the Pavilion Master of Huiyue, who had finally risen from her lazy ways, props her peach-like, pretty face in her hands, drinks to drown her sorrows, and sighs at the sky:
"What's the point of giving me so many men? I can look, but I can't touch..."
Then she composes a poem on the spot: "Tell me, how much sorrow can one bear? It's like a eunuch visiting a brothel..."
The handsome young man in black, who had transformed from the Judge's Brush, winks at her.
"Pavilion Master, what would you like to do? We're all willing. Who do you want to choose?"
At that, the red-robed man with the Burning Blade narrows his sharp, blood-red eyes...
The white-robed swordsman softens his cool gaze...
The blue-robed man with the Treasure Mirror shyly looks away...
Each of them seems full of anticipation...
Luo Li gapes. "Can people and weapons really... ?"
"Of course not."
"Then why are you all... ?"
"Pavilion Master, don't tell me you think you're a person?"
"!!!"
To wield a divine weapon, one must form a pact with it. Once the bond is sealed, they are bound together in life and death.
"Master, don't worry about me breaking. As long as you are safe, that's all I could wish for."
"A pact with a divine weapon must be freely chosen. I willingly entrust you with my soul to protect you."
"Weapons are made for battle, but they can also nurture. Please accept me, Master."
"Even if one day you defy the Way of Heaven and I have no choice but to kill you, if you die, then I die too."
When the immortals and demons go to war, the petite, pretty figure stands before the Demon Realm's bloody sea and its million-strong army. The divine weapons tremble in her sleeves. She raises her proud head and waves her arm:
"Follow me!"
Reader's guide:
The story focuses on four handsome weapon spirits: a sword containing the limitless Way of Heaven, a blade burning with the fires of hell, a mirror holding the light of spiritual cultivation, and a Judge's Brush that is two spirits in one, bright and righteous.
Don't worry, this isn't a ship-war story. Only children have to choose. The heroine gets them all. (Wags finger.)
By human standards, the male lead is the senior brother. The ending is a one-on-one romance, but the other handsome weapon spirits stay with the heroine as her weapons. Weapon spirits have a different understanding of intimacy.
The heroine is weak from the start, but eventually becomes the strongest in the three realms. Once she unleashes her full power, even the male lead can't beat her.
The weapon spirits all have strong personalities before their pacts, but become loyal dogs afterward.
Theme: Work hard at life and strive to get ahead.
