Jiang Huailu transmigrated straight into an execution!
When she opened her eyes, a gleaming executioner's blade was hanging right above her head, swaying precariously.
Her parents were dressed in prison garb, stretching out their necks and baring their smooth throats as they waited for the blade to fall.
Her father looked at her gravely. "Don't tuck your chin in. If the blade doesn't cut through in one stroke, the pain will be unbearable."
This is a world overrun by evil spirits.
Yin energy runs rampant here. The common folk bar their doors at night and venture out at dawn.
The dynasty is in turmoil, the world is falling apart, and the ruler is merciless and cruel.
War rages everywhere. The people are filled with resentment, barely able to survive.
The Imperial Preceptor foretold that disaster was coming: evil spirits would destroy the world, and only the birth of the legendary savior could save humanity.
The savior would wield a wondrous treasure to rid the world of evil spirits, command yin and yang, uphold justice, judge life and death, and vanquish demons, restoring peace to the mortal realm!
The entire dynasty longed for the savior and searched for them...
But the savior is her!
Can the savior give the world-destroying evil spirits a good, loud cry?
Jiang Huailu says she really doesn't want to be the savior!
Many years later...
Why not stop the evil spirits from harming everyone else and let them harm only me?
Saving the world by taking the roundabout route is still saving the world!
