“Meeting you is the luckiest sign.”
Upright gentleman x a bit reckless
Legend has it that reaching the Summit of Wuji in the Xiaoyao Sect's cultivation arts can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bare bones.
Shu Ti joined the Xiaoyao Sect at fifteen. In just two years, no one in the sect could match her.
She was obsessed with cultivation and pursued the Summit of Wuji as if possessed.
Fortunately, she was beautiful and kind to others.
Everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect adored this hardworking junior sister.
Then, during a training trip down the mountain, Shu Ti's master told her there was a shortcut to reaching the Summit of Wuji.
The Wenjian Sect's cultivation method came from the same source as the Xiaoyao Sect's. All she needed was to find a sword cultivator whose cultivation surpassed hers and form a Dual Cultivation Pact with him.
Their souls would merge, and yin and yang would complement each other.
From then on, her cultivation would advance to a higher level. Some could even break through their bottleneck and reach the Summit of Wuji directly.
There weren't many sword cultivators stronger than her. Shen Xuanzhi was one of them.
She had heard of him.
The Wenjian Sect's master, Shen Xuanzhi, had skin as smooth as jade and eyes like lacquer. He was gentle, refined, and elegant. Clad in a pale, ethereal robe painted with ink-wash landscapes and wielding a silver dragon sword that split the light, he upheld justice and protected all living things, earning praise from everyone.
He was also a once-in-a-millennium sword-cultivation prodigy. He practiced the Heartless Dao: only by being free of affection and love could one attain the Great Dao.
Shu Ti had disdained such a method, until she saw Shen Xuanzhi with her own eyes...
His refined features overlapped with the figure in her dreams.
For a moment, she lost herself. Like a moth to a flame, she clung to Shen Xuanzhi.
But she knew full well that Shen Xuanzhi couldn't be him.
That man had raised her, teaching her how to live and what principles to follow. He had chased fireflies with her beneath the summer night sky and watched with her as snow blanketed their heads in winter.
He was the kindest, most considerate, and most handsome man in the world. Yet on her birthday, he died at the hands of demonic cultivators.
And still, she chose to descend into madness, sinking into obsession...
[Reading Guide]
1. Extensive authorial liberties. Please don't scrutinize the details.
2. HE, SC
3. Cover used with permission. Artist: Banbanban
Blurb written on 2023.10.08, screenshot saved
Theme: Good and evil are rewarded in kind
