The Number One Sword Cultivator

[For various reasons, I can no longer continue writing this book. Maybe one day I'll pick it up again and finish it, or maybe the story will simply stay here, just as it is. 2025]

#YourDadIsBackAndStillYourDad#

#TurnsOutMyArchenemiesAllLoveMe#

"I once whipped a famous steed in a drunken fit, and now I fear my many passions will burden a beauty."

Zhang Tingyun was incredibly arrogant as a youth, and had enemies everywhere. For example: he left A riddled with swords; he killed B and sent him plunging into the Demon Abyss; he fell out with C, and they went their separate ways.

D: You abandoned me. I hate you.

Zhang Tingyun: I didn't (￢_￢)

In short, someone killed him.

After being reborn, the people who had once been his archenemies all came looking for him. A had become an aloof, transcendent Immortal Venerable; B had become a ruthless, scheming Demon Lord; C had become a bewitching fox-demon king; and D had become the gloomy, solitary Lord of the Dark Realm.

Well, well.

The bad news: His archenemies had all become big shots.

The good news: They all said they liked him.

Zhang Tingyun: ??? (°ー°〃)

*

By rights, all the past's grudges and entanglements should have vanished beneath a mound of yellow earth. But what if those who turned to ash back then came back to life? How should their old grievances and affections be resolved?

For Zhang Tingyun, after his return, a hundred years had passed. He had repaid kindness with betrayal, lost teachers and friends to death, and wandered alone for far too long.

Where would he go from here?

[Reading Guide]:

1. Main character is the shou; beloved by all; 1v1; Zhang Tingyun x Yun Wu.

2. The story opens in the protagonist's youth. [Raise a Wine Cup and Ask the Sword, While the Jianghu Stretches Far] and [Seek the Dao, Bow to Yourself, and Calm the Waves] cover his past life; [A Hundred Years Gone, Grudges and Gratitude Dispelled] is the later-life arc and final arc.

3. Some ensemble cast elements, with a side couple.

Theme: Fate is not in our hands, so we must press forward bravely.