Bewitchment

A dual master of Gu poison, a destitute sect leader who flirts without realizing it x a devoted young sword cultivator from a family of physicians

She is a thornbush flourishing wildly in the poisonous mist.

In a daze, she sees bamboo leaves fill the sky like flying snow, drifting into the mist.

"Child, why bother saving me?"

"I will do as you wish."

Jing Zhen wakes in the darkness.

The previous moment, she was drinking tea. Now she is lying in a coffin.

"I'm dead?! You've got to be kidding me."

Only after escaping with her life does she realize that most of her cultivation technique is gone, and she's aching all over. She had finally avenged her great enemy and founded a sect. She hadn't even had time to settle in before this disaster struck.

Where's my cultivation technique?!

Whoever did this, come out and face your death!

Worst of all, she has no money.

"Seriously, what kind of grudge do you have against me? Couldn't you leave me a single valuable burial item?!" she wails inwardly.

As a certain sect leader of exalted status plots how to dine and dash, she runs into a strange man.

The strange man is actually quite handsome, but impossible to read. For various reasons (she's broke <-_-), she sets off with him to uncover the truth, only to get entangled in even deeper darkness.

Who among the great sects is secretly plotting evil? Who within the sect is scheming against them? Who is manipulating everything from behind the scenes? It seems the culprit from back then may not be who they thought, either.

*Fantasy

(This is my first time writing. My prose is average, so please be kind <-_-.) (I hope everyone enjoys reading.)

I'll let you know in advance if I can't update. I can only write during holidays! It's probably going to be a short story.

Theme: Being devoted isn't a sin, and forgetting love isn't liberation