(Not updated daily, but I will finish it.)
One carefree sword settles the storm; cold moonlight shakes the clouds, its meaning hard to explain. Southern fists and northern palms shake heaven and earth; strange sects vanish among the mountains.
The ten-year pact has come due. The fair-faced young junior sister from Mount Buzhou plunges into the martial world without looking back. Swept along, she witnesses bloodshed, betrayal, schemes, and unending hatred, but also love and courage. Some are born in the mire yet bloom into a pond of lotus flowers. Some are too unyielding and break, laying down their swords. Some are drowned in love, unable to escape. Some devise plots while serving as pawns themselves. Generation after generation, young people set out on their journeys, leaving their mark on the scroll of the martial world.
A cup of clear wine for the departed; let grudges and debts vanish on the wind.
Another Version of the Blurb
She stood between heaven and earth, her body thin as a blade, as if she could cleave mountains and rivers in two. Her bearing was fierce, yet her brows and eyes were relaxed, and she looked carefree. She said, “There are countless endings in this world, but I want the very best one.”
So he thought: I will give her the best ending.
Theme: Through all life's trials, remain true to your original self
