The First Love of the Jianghu

An inexperienced young hero enters the martial world for the first time. He takes too big a step and ends up in a bit of a bind.

I regret to tell you, dear readers, that this story is taking a break for now.

It's my first book, and I put my heart into writing it, so I absolutely refuse to give up.

Once I have mastered the art of writing epic-length stories, this book will return to the martial world!

My mid-length story, The Iron-Walled General, has started next door. Feel free to head over and take a look.

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Innocent to an alarming degree · self-proclaimed healing physician · adept at squandering astonishing inner strength

A sword and its wielder, both razor-sharp and radiant · the martial world's greatest genius swordsman · also a master beast tamer

The Martial World's First Love at First Sight / I Cured the Whole Martial World to Death, and They All Came to Confess

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Far away lies a "sea of flowers," secluded from the world.

Bao Xili was raised in a secret realm amid that sea of flowers. He grew up beside an immortal in white, listening to petals tremble as flowers bloomed and drinking medicinal brews and ginseng soup. He had never seen snow falling, nor had he ever fallen in love.

Unfortunately, his poison-treating master drugged his lazy disciple unconscious and tossed him into the martial world to broaden his horizons.

Physicians in the martial world are mostly quacks, while poison cultivators use people as ingredients.

A "physician" who has mastered martial arts but does not wield a sword to kill, choosing instead to heal the sick and save lives, is even rarer than a genius swordsman.

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The seasons of the human world, spring, summer, autumn, and winter; the martial world's countless heroes, with Wanhua standing above them all!

The Wanhua Sect, the greatest sect in the martial world;

Mei Chuxue, foremost among the "Four Sons of Wanhua," and widely acknowledged as the [first dazzling bloom to brave the spring chill].

Though both wield swords, Mei Chuxue casually sliced off the fingers of the swordsman he had defeated...

"Mei Chuxue, I'm Bao Xili. This is my bamboo sword."

"Mei Chuxue, help me! If you do, I'll duel you!"

Mei Chuxue lowered his gaze and sheathed his sword. The [great beast] frolicking in the snow below the cliff was the little physician who had challenged him to a duel seven days earlier.

"Ah! Mei Chuxue, your big white eagle tore up my leg!"

"Mei Chuxue, you're responsible for nursing me back to health!"

The swordsman who lived alone on a snowy cliff held out his cool palm to the intruder. His gaze was cold, and his eyes conveyed a clear, unmistakable command that allowed no refusal:

"Put your head here. I want to pet you."

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The martial world is sick and foul. Everyone is cruel and bitter, every one of them mad and deranged.

"Saving lives" is a physician's duty;

But is not [curing them to death] also a remedy?

As usual, Bao Xili turned his sincerely cheerful face toward Mei Chuxue:

"Mei Chuxue, I'm going to heal this stinking martial world and turn it into a new sea of flowers!"

How can love become an obsession if it is not pure to the extreme?

When the snow filling the sky is stained red with blood, you will hear my confession of love to you.

Two powerful leads save each other: the physician heals the swordsman's internal injuries, and the swordsman tames the physician's inner demon.

The highest realm of martial arts is not becoming a demon or a god, but being free to live as a person and love another.

"I don't want to be released into the wild. I would rather have you for my cage!"

Theme: The young are weary of the long night; the sword's light shines through the ages.