A lighthearted, sweet romance
A wealthy, competitive young lady who fights for what she wants x a sword cultivator who's so broke she owns only her sword and stammers whenever she sees someone in particular
Blurb:
There are countless paths to the Great Dao, but alchemy is Number One!
One furnace brings a fortune, two make you rich, and three send you soaring to the heavens!
Of the alchemists in the Nine Provinces, Jiang Zhiye was the richest. Each pill she made was worth a fortune, and she was also the daughter of the head of the greatest immortal sect. She was the ultimate immortal-sect heiress: a rich, beautiful alchemist!
But in the turbulent, perilous Nine Provinces, people were always crowding around Jiang Zhiye, a rich and valuable alchemist with almost no ability to defend herself.
Whenever the young lady went out, expert sword cultivators guarded her from ten li away, powerful spell cultivators protected her from five li away, and secluded elders of her sect followed three steps behind.
To find the last ingredient she needed for her alchemy, Jiang Zhiye set out all by herself with a huge entourage. Who could have expected an ancient monster to suddenly appear on a remote, desolate mountain? The sword cultivators, spell cultivators, and sect elders all fled for their lives.
Just when Jiang Zhiye thought she was about to die, a young sword cultivator dropped from the sky and risked her life to save her from the monster. It was the classic storybook scene of a hero rescuing a beauty.
The sword cultivator was powerful and her swordsmanship exquisite. She just didn't like to talk, stuttered a little, and blushed easily.
At the time, Jiang Zhiye had no money on her, but how could she leave a life-saving favor unrepaid? She decided to take the sword cultivator home and give her the best pills and piles of spirit stones.
Unfortunately, an accident separated Jiang Zhiye from the stammering sword cultivator along the way.
When they met again at the immortal sect tournament, Jiang Zhiye stared at the person surrounded by the crowd, the top name on the Heavenly Fate Ranking. The more she looked, the more familiar she seemed.
Wasn't that her stammering sword cultivator?
As the crowd pushed her farther away, Jiang Zhiye panicked and shouted in front of tens of millions of cultivators:
"She's mine!!!"
Xiao Yu was a sword cultivator so broke that all she owned was her sword. She'd poured every last possession into it. While searching for materials to forge a sword, she unexpectedly saved a brave young lady who was all guts but little strength. In the process, she broke her sword, injured her leg, severely damaged her meridians, and became a stutterer.
Badly injured and unable to walk, she was helped and carried by the young lady across a snowy wasteland.
When Xiao Yu was still recovering her cultivation and others bullied her, the young lady stood up for her.
After months together, Xiao Yu regarded her as a close friend.
She never expected the other woman to leave so abruptly, without a single word of explanation.
When they met again, Xiao Yu had healed and repaired her sword. They looked at each other across the crowd.
So even her name had been fake.
Xiao Yu was angry and no longer considered her a friend.
But it seemed her stutter had come back again.
Theme: If you like someone, make the first move.