In a cosmos of three thousand worlds and “outer heavens,” Zhao Chun picks up a sword for one reason: to carve a road no one has ever walked.
She doesn’t chase romance, purity, or even the usual cultivator’s obsession with eternal life—she chases ownership of her own path, starting from the very first swing of her blade. In a realm where orthodox doctrines, sect rules, and lofty ideals tell everyone what a “proper” cultivator should want, Zhao Chun’s answer is simple and dangerous: she wants only what her sword can prove. Her moral line is low, her restraint is thinner, and when progress demands a price, she pays it without pretending to be a saint. Each step up the cultivation ladder widens the battlefield—from one corner of the world to the vast lattice of worlds beyond—until her personal route becomes a direct challenge to the order that governs who gets to rise.
Expect a slow-burn, no-romance cultivation climb powered by steel, grit, and a heroine who cuts her own rules into the sky.
