Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Ji Xiao Zhenren wielded his divine power, splitting mountains and parting seas, penetrating the heavens and the earth, known as the ‘First Sword of Han Shan’. Fellow cultivators respected him, disciples admired him, and demon cultivators feared him. If it weren’t for his ignorant, incompetent, and inconsiderate Dao companion, he would have been almost perfect. Meng Xueli’s talent in cultivation was mediocre; he lacked a refined and ethereal demeanor and had never cultivated seductive skills. He was merely an ordinary beauty. The cultivation world was not short of beauty; being ordinary was almost synonymous with being tacky. Ji Xiao unexpectedly took a liking to such a tacky Meng Xueli, revealing that cultivation does not necessarily elevate one from having bad tastes. His aesthetic judgment was indeed questionable. It wasn’t until the untimely demise of Ji Xiao Zhenren that Meng Xueli, at a young age, found himself widowed. With the upheaval in the sect and enemies knocking at the door, chaos ensued. Eventually, with the collapse of the tree, the monkeys scattered, and the collapse of the wall, everyone pushed… pushed, but they couldn’t move?!