"A touch of universal adoration, a martial arts prodigy girl x a host of brilliant, powerful, and tragic young men"
Flowers greet the sword's adornments; bare hands pluck stars.
My heart is a bright, clear sky. Where is there no gentle spring breeze?
[Blurb]
In this lifetime, there are three things the young Long Yu regrets most.
First, she should never have taken over her sect.
Long Yu knew that the Starshift Pavilion had become the target of every sharp point, drawing hostility from all sides, yet she still resolutely chose to shoulder its burden.
Otherwise, she would not have made countless enemies, to the point that even her former friends and closest companions left her one after another.
Second, she should never have drunk herself into a stupor.
Long Yu knew she had a terrible tolerance for alcohol, yet whenever she felt nervous, she still habitually drank to work up her courage.
Otherwise, she would not have gotten dead drunk and, in a moment of carelessness, gone to bed with the wrong man on the very night another came to propose to her.
The last thing, the thing she regrets most in this life, is...
Long Yu knew he was noble in temperament and aloof by nature, famous throughout the sects of the martial world for tolerating no flaw.
Even so, on the very night he caught her in bed with another man, she fled in a panic by faking her death.
From then on, Long Yu hid from place to place, changed her appearance, and made a living performing on the streets along the way.
Her former glory as the Flying Snow Flowing Blade on the Rising Clouds Ranking was long gone.
But then she heard that he had used the treasured sword he cherished most to scrape away her grave, inch by inch, and personally dug up the body without letting anyone else help, just to grind her bones to dust... Long Yu panicked.
Clutching her wine jug, Long Yu trembled and wailed: Master, what happened to your promise to watch over me from beyond the grave?
...I only wanted to restore the Starshift Pavilion. Why do I have to suffer so, so much?!
By a twist of fate, she accidentally barged into that year's martial arts tournament...
One after another, old acquaintances appeared.
The former loser who could never beat her had become one of the top three on the Rising Clouds Ranking.
The frail young man she had accidentally slept with now sat coldly in the pavilion master's seat.
At the back of the crowd, he came strolling over slowly, head bowed as he wiped his sword. The long blade rang out like a dragon's cry, and the people lined up on either side fell silent in terror.
He stroked the sword with a finger and said calmly:
Long Yu. I remember you were supposed to be dead.
Long Yu never expected their reunion to come so soon.
So she decisively pulled over her wealthy young employer, covered her face in bashfulness, and said:
...My dear, are you going to do something? Look, he's openly trying to seduce me.
[Content Warnings]
* A brainless Mary Sue story wearing the trappings of a wuxia novel. Old-school naive characters, old-school melodrama, and old-school simplistic prose.
* An unconventional heroine. The heroine is an impossibly kind pushover who loves lecturing and meddling in other people's business. She treats hardship like a meal, is used to swallowing her grievances, and enjoys being misunderstood without ever speaking up.
* The blurb only covers a tiny, tiny part of the story.
* Multiple male leads, each with a temporary one-on-one relationship with the heroine. The heroine ends up as the number one martial artist.
* Shares a world with Tian Jiao, but the plots are unrelated. You don't need to read the earlier work.
* I'll add more if I think of anything (*^▽^*)
Theme: Righteousness is worth more than life. One may give up life for it!
