[I've written 200,000 words, let's take a break before writing]
[Traditional cultivation of immortals, group portraits, plot flow, emotions are not the main line]
The rules of the world are strictly hierarchical, like an endless ladder that people can only keep climbing.
She said to herself that she could accept the abandonment of her relatives, the death of her friends, the injustice and slander of the world...
She can accept that her talents are mediocre, she can accept that she has wasted her years, and she can accept that she has accomplished nothing...
She can accept everything. Reasonable and unreasonable; painful and joyful; remembered and forgotten.
——However, even though she accepted everything.
There is still a sword in her heart.
Just like the graceful green bamboo. No matter what the surrounding environment is, it always grows straight and points to the sky.
Concept: This is a romantic and cute adventure story
