Moon-Slaying God

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[CP: A proud, aloof, affection-starved kitten X a sunny, scheming, straightforward puppy]

[Romance]

Before the boy who called himself Dugu He addressed her as "Miss Leng," she had no name.

After her mother passed away, she inherited the title passed down through three generations, "Moon Slayer God," and set out to fulfill her mother's dying wish.

And she had never seen the Aditya Sutra, the scripture that stirred the world into turmoil.

The moment she entered the jianghu, all the past and conspiracies were destined to come crashing down on her.

But just after leaving home, she rescued a pretty little puppy from a band of horse thieves.

The puppy insisted on sticking by her as her sidekick, and even gave her a name.

"Why not call you Miss Leng? You always have such a frosty expression."

She thought that at least Dugu He, with his bright smile, would never deceive her.

But... overnight, the puppy proved to be a real dog, playing the fool while hiding his true strength.

"I only want to ask you this: at the White Bone Inn that day, was everything part of your scheme?"

"Even if it was a scheme, I was the one who got trapped in it."

Dugu He had told many lies, but the only true affection in his heart was reserved for his "Miss Leng."

He was more than happy to humble himself and serve as her sidekick.

Ever since he saw her figure standing atop a camel, he knew that all the splendor and all the endless mountains and rivers would crumble like a snow mountain in her eyes, utterly swept away.

But five hundred years of enmity stood between them, along with too many unspoken hardships and too many things they could not bear to part with.

He had come for her Aditya Sutra, but in the end, he let it wither in the sandstorms.

To ask her to stay was like trying to keep a snowflake from drifting away.

"Miss Leng, let's return to the desert. I want to lead your camel for you one more time."

[Plot]

In the Kunlun Mountains, gods and demons waged war. The Demon Cult was destroyed, and the Central Plains narrowly escaped disaster.

The martial world was divided into four: the Qi family of Hedong Circuit, the Nie family of Jiannan Circuit, the Dugu family of Longyou Circuit, and the Hua family of Jiangnan Circuit. Then, on a rainy night, the Hua family was wiped out. From then on, the realm stood divided among three powers.

The Northern Demon was dead, the Southern Demon invaded, and the Central Plains turned against itself. How could they repel their foreign foes?

Atop Mount Hua, during the famous sword tournament held once every three years, the master of the Qi family's Hidden Sword Manor publicly cut off his own head.

In a secluded residence in Yizhou, at the Nie family's only daughter's grand birthday banquet, the Heavenly Mountain Sect's saintess, heir to an unbroken lineage spanning ten thousand generations, danced and died.

Every clue pointed to the same person.

The Moon Slayer God.

The bearer of the Aditya Sutra.

The source of every secret art and martial technique.

The end of every feud and tangled romance.

Before her mother died, she left these final words: "All debts, grudges, love, and hatred must be settled. You must do it for me."

What was kindness? What was resentment? What was love? What was hatred?

Sixteen years ago, Chang'an's Lianying Hall took in two lovers fleeing their pursuers and an infant girl with violet eyes. Then the family was destroyed.

Twenty years ago, one person followed her mother's shadow across a river; another was deceived by love and betrayed.

Forty years ago, the Heaven-Shrouding Witch entered the jianghu, calling herself the Moon Slayer God. With the Radiance Sword in hand, her bloodthirsty shadow fell over the entire martial world; with the Blood-Congealing Sword, a spell of redemption sheltered every bloodline.

Five hundred years ago, a lone orphan came from the South Sea. In the Kunlun Mountains, she met a god.

And so she destroyed the god.

Born in the sandstorms, their story ends in the sandstorms.

Those who understand death, those who pursue death, those who have already experienced death, and those forgotten by death

will face together the past that has endured for five hundred years.

Kindness, grudges, love, and hatred: fleeting as clouds before the eyes.

Rise and fall, prosperity and ruin: a dream on a pillow.

Aditya: A transliteration of a Sanskrit word meaning "existence."

Reading Guide:

1. A fictional setting inspired by the Tang dynasty, with high martial arts and low magic.

2. An ensemble cast, but the female lead takes center stage. The female and male supporting characters have important roles in the plot.

3. Their romantic push and pull gets angsty. The male lead is hopelessly in love, and the ending is happy.

Theme: The jianghu is all about human relationships and the ways of the world.