The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic
- Author:
- Miao Suisui
- Uploader:
thebravestshroom 36- Source:
- www.52shuku.net/yanqing/b/h7jI.html
- DaoSearch:
- daosearch.io/jjwxc/book/5362949
- Genre:
- Fantasy
- Status:
- Completed
- Protagonist:
- Female Lead
Tags
- Subgenres
- CultivationComedyFantasyIsekaiAdventure
- Protagonist
- Genius ProtagonistStrong Female LeadStrong Protagonist
- Power System
- Magic
- Worldbuilding
- Alternate World
- Beings & Factions
- Beasts
- Narrative
- TransmigrationLighthearted
- Story Element
- Survival
Description
[Check out my upcoming novels: After Losing My Memory, All My Disciples Can Hear My Thoughts-watch an unlucky master turn the tables; Pill Cultivators Are an Endangered Species-show some love to Little Gu, our endangered pill cultivator; Why Has My Dad Been Kidnapped Again?-Little Dao is on a furious mission to save her father; and The Delinquent Squad: Every Last One a Villain [Apocalypse]-Sister Xi's story is being serialized now! My author page also has all sorts of completed stories waiting for you to enjoy. Hehe.]
About this story:
The Ye family's precious daughter returns to the continent after more than a decade missing. Everyone assumes that, given the family's fierce protectiveness and habit of spoiling its children-not to mention the many influential figures keeping an eye on them-she'll become a little princess who thinks the world revolves around her.
Having started more than ten years later than other children, that little princess might already have ruined her future.
Ye Chuqi, expressionless: "Whether I'm a little princess or not, you can find out in a fight."
Wait-can transmigration come with an extended itinerary and a change of destination?
Ye Chuqi is living proof that it can.
She traveled from modern society to a world of immortal cultivation and, after plenty of stumbles, became the youngest disciple of Mount Weirui's Sword Sect. Then an accident sent her to yet another world.
So her time in the cultivation world was just a study-abroad program?
Looking around at a world of swords and magic where elemental energy flies everywhere, then down at her empty hands, Ye Chuqi asks the question that comes from the depths of her soul:
"Where's my sword?"
A new world means a new system of power. When magic and swordsmanship collide, sparks fly. Hoisting her newly acquired enchanted sword, Ye Chuqi's eyes shine. Choosing is for children. She wants both magic and the sword!
Defeat swordsmanship with swordsmanship. Defeat magic with magic.
Demonstrate the Way of the Sword!
Unleash sword intent!
Forge an entirely new school of swordsmanship!
Taking each twist as it comes, Ye Chuqi sets off on a new journey. She cuts through every obstacle and, in the end, becomes a legend told across the world!
Reading notes:
1. The heroine is a lovable, somewhat clueless sword cultivator with astonishing magical talent.
2. The male lead is not her eldest senior brother...
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[Upcoming Novel No. 2]: Pill Cultivators Are an Endangered Species is waiting for love on my author page-
After her death, Gu Shengsheng wanders the mortal world as a lonely ghost, watching rivers, mountains, seas, and human lives change. But while witnessing the "Heaven-Cursed One" destroy the world, she is caught by a bolt of heavenly lightning and sent three hundred years into the past.
When she opens her eyes, she finds the teenage Heaven-Cursed One looking at her with a complicated expression. She suddenly remembers that, after her death, he was the one who unexpectedly took pity on her and gave her a proper burial.
Good. Apparently she isn't quite so dead anymore. She's also holding a copy of the Primordial Pill Heart Scripture, courtesy of the Heavenly Dao.
Just as the thought occurs to her, Gu Shengsheng coughs up another mouthful of blood. Outside the window, the teenage Heaven-Cursed One does the same.
Gu Shengsheng: "Huh?"
*
Everyone says Lin Ying, the demon child, was abandoned by the Heavenly Dao: a villain destined to destroy the world.
So in his last life, Lin Ying destroyed it. See? How cooperative of him.
Unfortunately, after the apocalypse, the Heavenly Dao slapped him three hundred years into the past to start over.
Lin Ying, thoroughly sick of the world: "Damn you, Heavenly Dao! Treacherous brat!"
He looks up and sees, through a nearby window, the girl who should have died in his last life-the one whose body he had even been kind enough to bury. She has a stalk of spiritgrass in her mouth, is choking so badly her eyes are rolling back, and looks moments from death... but she is definitely alive.
Lin Ying: "Huh?"
*
The Cangmi Realm's pill-making tradition has been lost for thousands of years. Even Yellow-rank pills are worth a fortune; acquiring Mystic-rank pills can empty a sect's coffers. Ordinary cultivators can only chew spiritgrass raw or swallow hand-rolled medicinal pellets. Making medicine is hard, and pill cultivators are all but extinct.
Then, one day, pill-making returns to the Cangmi Realm. Longevity Valley appears out of nowhere, its gates crowded with visitors and its pills nearly impossible to obtain.
The people, limited by what they have seen and heard, finally believe that Heaven-rank pills truly exist. And the person who can make them is a frail young woman with no cultivation whatsoever-someone a gust of wind could blow away and who occasionally coughs up blood.
Who would believe it?
Well, all of them do now.
Anyone who refused got knocked flying. They don't dare doubt her anymore. Really.
Who could have guessed that the pale, delicate girl who looks so easy to bully keeps a vicious dog at her side-one that bites everyone it sees?
Lin "Vicious Dog" Ying: "Do you people have any manners?"
*
One day, Gu Shengsheng asks Lin Ying:
"What made you decide to come with me back then?"
"Hmm. Maybe you smelled familiar."
"Huh? What kind of smell?"
"The smell of another poor fool who's been slapped by the Heavenly Dao."
"..."
What he doesn't say is that the light in Gu Shengsheng's eyes somehow pried open a crack in his heart. One glance was enough to stay with him for ten thousand years.
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[Upcoming Novel No. 1]: Why Has My Dad Been Kidnapped Again? is waiting for love on my author page-
After transmigrating to a war-torn era, Dao Ling is barely taller than a fence, yet she already has to pick up the family cleaver and protect the father she's ended up with from people with sinister intentions.
Her father is devastatingly beautiful, delicate as a willow, and cries at the drop of a hat. A short walk leaves him leaning weakly against a wall. He's survived this long entirely thanks to other people's kindness; anyone with bad intentions could capture him without a struggle. Every day, he races headlong toward losing what little dignity he has left.
"Daya, hurry! Bandits have taken your dad again!"
"Boss, hurry! The soldiers have taken your dad again!"
"My lord, hurry! The enemy army has taken your dad again!"
"..."
The people in this damned world have such good taste it makes Dao Ling want to cry. But why does everyone share the same awful habit of simply abducting people? Officials do it, bandits do it, enemies do it, friends do it-women do it, and even men do it!
Fortunately, her new body was born with superhuman strength, and she's no fool. It's just that every day feels more and more like she's landed in a certain tale about a journey west-
Her father: "My little girl, save me! QAQ"
Forever rushing off to rescue him, Dao Ling hoists her forty-meter cleaver and carves out a place for herself in this chaotic age.
Dao Ling: "If you dare take my dad, I'll take your whole kingdom!"
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Theme: No matter when or where you are, there is never just one path forward-but there is only one choice to make.
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