Be careful when practicing swordsmanship, and even more careful when practicing Myriad Swords Return to the Origin!
Seriously? Can't all you people practicing Myriad Swords Return to the Origin buy a few more swords of your own? For crying out loud! Her flying sword flew off while she was riding it through the air!!!
After the unfortunate fall from Fuyu Mountain that killed her, Hua Rong regretted only that she hadn't replaced her sword with a better spiritual sword. She was still using the one she'd had since enrollment. But sword cultivators were poor, okay?! Waaah!
Fortunately, in this life she'd become Hua Xiangrong, the eighth young miss of the richest family in Jiangnan. She wasn't short on money. Not even a little! And she had seven older brothers ahead of her!
Three- or four-year-old Hua Xiangrong declared: This time, she wasn't going to work hard! She'd be a happy, lazy salted fish and lie flat!
That was, until her adorable seventh brother was blinded by the damned Iron Shoe Thief... Damn that Iron Shoe Thief! Where's my sword?!
From then on, her sword never left her side.
May the three-foot sword in my hand sweep away every injustice beneath the heavens.
Beneath the cold moonlight, Hua Xiangrong, clad in white and resembling a female ghost, gave a smile.
Her sharp blade left its sheath, and blood splashed three feet high.
"Damn Lu Xiaofeng! Damn Chu Liuxiang! Where have you dragged my brother off to this time?!"
Where was her big, gentle, beautiful, kind, and tender brother?!
Theme: Amid a hall full of guests drunk on flowers, one sword's icy light chills fourteen prefectures
