When Yang Xinjun crushed a fierce ghost's throat bone and crawled out of a tide of ten thousand ghosts, a bolt of heavenly lightning snapped the spine of her skeletal frame. She wanted nothing more than to regain her human body and attain immortality. But when that day finally came, golden merit illuminated the path home for a hundred thousand tormented souls, while celestial music echoed around the stairway to heaven. She instead raised her long blade and cleaved the stairway apart, then turned and carried a little flower of rebirth toward the human world. "The Heavenly Dao is unkind. I'd rather go get myself a bowl of plain noodles than be an immortal."
Before the age of thirteen, Yang Xinjun lived a hard life every day, but she was still very content. Though she kept an impossibly ambitious fantasy tucked away in her heart, she thought her life would be like that of the other girls in her village: she would marry and have children at the right age, then live out a peaceful, uneventful life. But fate had other plans. The little flame in her heart was destined to burn fiercely one day, and she was destined to spend her life fighting against fate.
Theme: The Heavenly Dao is unkind, so I'll smash it to pieces
