I Picked Up a Witch and Took Her on a Jianghu Adventure

A sword forged by fate, shaking heaven and earth.

An orphan left in swaddling clothes was sent to Mount Wangyou, where his origins were concealed and he was raised to adulthood. The young Zhu An insisted on going down the mountain alone to travel the world and practice medicine. Along the way, he came to the rescue of a young woman in red, only to find himself pursued by her instead.

Zhimei said pitifully, “My master doesn’t want me anymore. I have nowhere to go.” Zhu Anyan’s heart softened, so he had no choice but to take her along.

The city of Linlang was swept up in a courtesan competition, where make-believe turned real. A haunted village stirred Zhimei’s murderous instincts. Then, in the Liu household of Jinling, a face identical to hers appeared, and Zhimei suddenly left without a word.

It wasn’t until the martial arts tournament that Zhimei, the girl who claimed “my master doesn’t want me anymore, how miserable I am,” easily defeated a whole crowd of future martial arts masters and revealed before everyone that she was in fact the murderous witch of the Huanhua Palace.

Zhimei: “Let’s see who wants to kill me.” Oh, it turned out to be her own father.

Zhimei had thought it was a reunion, but after losing her father and her master, her world fell apart in an instant. Meanwhile, a shocking treasure surfaced in the Huanhua Palace, drawing the covetous eyes of the entire world.

Zhu An knew he shouldn’t underestimate the girl who had attached herself to him, and he couldn’t simply stand by and do nothing.

It took him months to get used to having such a spirited girl by his side. But perhaps it would take him much longer to lead her out of the mire of love and hate and make her remember him. Little did he know, she had already etched him firmly in her heart long ago.

The truth Zhu An sought was still waiting for him to draw his sword amid the windswept sands of the northwest.

He was a river of stars, a boat full of sweet dreams. To her, he was sweetness amid bitterness, and the road home to the human world.

One person, one sword, and case after case from the past. This journey through the martial world was not just for her, but for himself too.