A three-foot blade, love that cuts through the clouds, two pots of strong liquor, and a thousand mountains in snow and wind.
Four hundred years ago, the Dafeng Sect cleaved a river with a single sword strike, pacified the Northern Wastelands, and joined the great sects to rule the land. Four hundred years later, the Dafeng Sect teeters on the brink of ruin. The great sects watch with cold indifference, waiting for a chance to contend for supremacy in the martial world.
Born into a prestigious family but descended from a distant branch for over a dozen generations, this young woman still feels a mysterious sense of responsibility toward the martial world. She draws her sword, determined to become its backbone.
In the first half, she loves and fights with her white moonlight. In the second half, she showers her cinnabar mole with affection.
Of course, romance isn't the most striking thing about this martial world.
The moon shining over the great river, a smile as lovely as a flower, chance meetings by the roadside, and fortunes spent in a flash: she is the poetry and scenery of this martial world. Its surging passion and exhilarating freedom are her, as are its helpless melancholy and quiet acceptance...
She is a woman warrior, an ordinary girl who wanders the world with hidden brilliance, the mountains and rivers themselves, the gleam of blades, and the long wind sweeping across the land.
She alone is the entire martial world.
On a rainy night in the martial world, she comes to light the way.
Theme: Women's strength
