Burning Embers

Fourteen years ago, the Jiang family in charge of the Nanxian Sect was slaughtered. The mountain of corpses was piled up so that you could only see the top when you looked up. Jiang Yanzhi knelt on the stone bricks of Jiang Mansion. It was raining heavily. The heavy raindrops shattered her pride as the sole leader of the Nanxian Sect. The stones on the ground were too sharp, and her fingers were rubbed with blood marks. The raindrops hit the Guanyin face, and she could not tell whether it was rain or tears. Fourteen years later, she was trained by the fallen demon to be the fastest sword in her hand, just to insert the demon-killing blade into Yan Wuyu's chest one day...