[Wuxia Crossover] I Became the Mastermind After Donning a Secret Identity

"Though a thousand pieces of gold are spent, they will return; don't leave the golden goblet empty beneath the moon." A man in a blue robe recited the poem in a muddle. Leaning against a tree, he tipped his head back and drank, a long sword tucked in the crook of his arm. The gems on its blue tassel sparkled.

"When life goes well, enjoy yourself to the fullest! Hahaha... Hello, I'm Xue Fulai."

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Layers of splendid white robes floated around him like a cloud. He gently plucked a flower, his eyes as cold as ice, without a ripple in their depths.

The black-haired young man in white gave a soft cough and used the flower to tie up his loose hair.

"Young Master Yu... Perhaps the overly rigid are easily broken."

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He ate no meat and took no lives. He was afraid of the cold and loved flowers. He had a rabbit, and was always gentle and serene, with a soft smile in his eyes.

Seeing such a shy young man, Chu Liuxiang had assumed he would never wield a blade in his life.

"My name is Su Tang. Who do you want to kill?"

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He came from the deep mountains of Miaojiang. After bidding farewell to the old woman who had raised him, he returned to his ancestral home in the Central Plains, Jiangnan, with a curved Miao saber and a wooden chest.

He sat on a wall, watching the people below water the flowers. In the sunlight, his eyes took on a pale, glasslike hue, dreamlike and illusory.

"...Yi Qingchen. I'm just a wanderer. The affairs of the martial world are too much trouble. I don't want to get involved."

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The young man wore black embroidered with red plum blossoms, his hair loose to his shoulders. His pale, boyish face seemed far too young for his gloomy appearance. Yet he carried the Sun Moon Holy Cult's leader's token, and hid countless concealed weapons in his fan, belt, and sleeves.

"I'm Lu Guangman. My master told me these people must be killed."

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His ponytail was tied high, with locks on either side falling to his chest. He wielded a pair of slender swords, but, not wanting to compete with anyone in swordplay, called them long daggers instead.

"I am Chou Jianglang, the Jianglang in 'Jianglang's talent is spent.'"

"I make my living through my talent. The day my talent is spent will be the day Chou Jianglang dies..."

A secret identity novel. The protagonist is Fu Xijing, a fake mastermind and a real tool.

I came up with the character concepts a long time ago. Now that the college entrance exams are finally over, I have time to write. I'll slowly build up a stock of chapters.

The characters will be seriously out of character. Since this is a crossover martial arts novel, the setting will probably be an alternate world, with lots of original characters and place names.

Theme: People should love themselves