The World Reduced to Ashes

In her previous life, she was an outcast of the Fire Clan. Her parents abandoned her, her blood relatives ignored her, and only her older cousin in the clan showed her any affection. For that last shred of family love, she would do anything. Cold-hearted and merciless, she grew stronger step by step amid bloodshed and chaos. He was the young lord of the Thunder Clan, noble-born and powerful, proud in temperament yet pure of heart. Their encounter beneath a fiery plum tree was fate, destiny, and calamity all at once. An incomplete soul could never receive complete love. If she was incomplete, how could she ever forge a deep bond?

In this life, she was a wandering soul from another world, while he was an obsession in pursuit. What was lost was lost; why dwell on it? She would let go with ease and live as she pleased. With weapons flashing and horses racing, court politics treacherous, and delicate hands laying waste to all beneath the heavens, she would witness flowers bloom and fade, usher in a golden age for an entire nation, and protect one person so they could stand strong in the world. She said, “Love is wonderful, of course, but it isn’t everything. If I find it, I’m fortunate; if I lose it, that’s my fate.” He said, “I lost you once, and I want to make it right. You may not care, but please let me protect you quietly.”

You love her. She is me, but I am not her. She is kind, innocent, and pure; I am vicious, dark, and sinful. You don’t know how much I want to be her. You could kill me for her, but if I die, she cannot live either. You suffer, but how could I not grieve? If I could start over, there would be no place for you in my world. I’ll live freely and recklessly, fight with more passion on the battlefield than any man, scheme over the realm’s politics, and roam the martial world with unrestrained joy. Behold a peerless generation’s prodigy, laying waste to all beneath the heavens.

Court intrigue and political schemes, iron-blooded military camps, charging across battlefields, the freewheeling martial world, business, and medicine: this story has it all. Family, romance, and friendship are all part of the tale, too.

“Delicate and frail as a woman, more beautiful than any woman, yet less talented and capable than one.” That is what people say about Jun Jiu Chen.

“Her wisdom surpasses all beneath the heavens, her immortal beauty shines across the land. A jade-like gentleman, beyond compare.” That is also what people say about Jun Jiu Chen.

So who is right?

Yi Xiaohua scoffs, “Neither of them! My Jiu Chen is the most beautiful, clever, charming, adorable, loyal, talented, and… (the rest of the list has been omitted).”

Gu Lingyue says, “My little sister is, of course, the most perfect, most noble, and most powerful person around. She can practically do anything.”

Jun Jiu Chen’s subordinates say, “Our master is a god! Our master will always be the best!”

Jun Jiu Chen’s enemies and defeated foes say, “Huh, we get to speak too? Fine! (shouting) Jun Jiu Chen is a freak, a great demon, shameless, scheming, and completely without dignity! Aah, let us finish! (They have been beheaded. Yi Xiaohua scoffs: ‘You dare speak ill of my Jiu Chen? This is what happens.’)”

[Disguised as a man, she does as she pleases beneath the heavens. Two powerful leads, both devoted to one another, with a one-on-one romance.]