Story

This remote forest in the mountains had originally been Yang the Blind's hideout. Aunt Xing and Silly Girl were its first residents.

Their village had been ravaged by soldiers. The men had all been killed, and the women had been brutalized beyond recognition. Aunt Xing prayed to Wusheng Laomu to at least save her daughter, who had been beaten into a stupor, and free her from her misery. A great cultivator happened to be passing by—or, well, a blind man sneaking into the military camp overheard her prayer. He casually rescued them and brought them back to the valley to settle in.

The others had similar stories. As more people came to live there, the place became Xing'er Village.

It wasn't that they didn't want to save men, but in troubled times, people mainly fought over food, money, and women. Men, as the chief participants and competitors in that game, were mostly killed off by soldiers, bandits, and monsters right away. Those who survived and roamed the martial world were either top predators or disabled, hunchbacked members of the demonic path whom everyone despised.

Aunt Xing didn't want to frighten the girl, but Yang the Blind had told her to broaden the child's horizons and let her know how harsh the world was and how treacherous people could be. She shouldn't spend every day dreaming of righting wrongs with a sword, only to regret it after someone harmed her. So Aunt Xing briefly picked out a few things she had experienced and told her about them.

They were really all the same sort of thing. You'd be living peacefully at home, raising a family with your husband, and then suddenly your home would be destroyed and your family gone. A perfectly ordinary girl would be turned into someone so foolish