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#A mysterious identity and extraordinary acting skills, Miss Jin vs. a debauched, elegant, and peerless second young master
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Three hundred years ago, an unnamed village was massacred in a single day. By evening, the ground was strewn with bones. Sheng Yi crawled out of the sea of corpses, changed her name, and joined the largest sect of the time, the Xuantian Sect.
Fifteen years later, Lu Ji burst onto the scene at the immortal cultivators' gathering, becoming the first female cultivator in history to take first place and making her name famous across the land. But her success did not last. Before long, she was framed, went berserk, and slaughtered people on all sides, before leaping into the Valley of No Return, leaving no body behind.
A once-in-a-generation prodigy had fallen.
The martial world sighed in regret: The Valley of No Return is crawling with demons. What a pity, what a pity.
Little did they know that, having narrowly escaped death, she had accidentally absorbed the demon core of the demon clan's princess. She changed her appearance and physique, then recuperated and cultivated in the Valley of No Return.
Three hundred years later, she came ashore.
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When Yan Han first met Helan Jin, she seemed gentle and delicate, like a fragile white flower that inspired sympathy. Yet she wore red, bold and uninhibited, with an air of haughty disdain buried deep in her eyes.
Yan Han curled his lips and thought to himself: Interesting. Very interesting.
Later, when evil spirits ran rampant and black smoke filled the land, Yan Han instinctively protected her by putting himself in front of her, only to discover that not a single monster nearby dared to approach them.
Later still, when the truth came out and the demons attacked, Yan Han thought he was done for. Then he saw her draw the Xingyue Sword, which recognized only Lu Ji as its master.
Yan Han turned around. She stood not far away, smiling and giving him a nod.
Yan Han: ??? Who exactly are you?
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Helan Jin's red robes trailed on the ground, like a magnificent funeral. She stood at the center, licking her wounds alone and enduring her loneliness, just as she had for the past three hundred years.
Until one day, someone draped a crane-feather cloak over her shoulders and told her she would never be alone again.
[Content warnings]
1. Both leads are sexually inexperienced. Happy ending.
2. Both the male and female leads speak their minds.
3. This differs from the traditional worldbuilding of cultivation and Daoism, and features many original elements. Thanks for your support! (hands in pockets, being happy)
Theme: Though poor, be all the more steadfast, and never abandon your lofty aspirations.
