Legend of Fu Yao

Thearchaeologist“red-hairedwitch”madetoobigofadisturbancewhileexcavatingtombs,gloriouslybecomingamartyrinthemidstofthegravechamber’scollapse.Seventeenyearslater,shehadtransmigratedintotheFiveRegionsContinent.ThedelinquentMengFuyaowhostruggledtosurviveinthelowestrungsofsociety,castasideherboyfriendwhowasabouttomarryanotherpersonwithasliceofhisfivefingers.“Believeme,shewillbeanabsolutelyperfectwife.Withherbyyourside,youwillbelikeanaristocratandherluxurypoodle–nomatterwhereyougo,yourstatuswillincreasebyahundred-foldandcomplementeachotherperfectly.”Forsakenlove,abandonedlikedogshit.Fromthenonitwasaboundlessskyandopensea,atrekoftenthousandli.ToobtaintheSevenStatesseals,fightagainsttheworldfirst.Forthehopeofreturninherheart,brazenlycollidewiththeMachiavellianroyaltyofthesevenstates,unitingtheoutstandingandtalentedundertheheavensthroughfortuitousmeetings.Andso,willthisroadofchancedaffectiongothroughthepeakofheavenlymountainsandthewarmthofbonfires;theglintofswordshadowsandthecoldnessoftheglancebackwards;theautumnsun’sgoldenwindandtheflyingsweepoftherobesleeve;orthatchillymoonlitforestandthatsprintlikeanarrow’s?Onceloveandthatchosen,narrowpathcrosseachother,whichwillprevail?Shesaid,Icandedicatemyselftoyou,butifyoudonotwantmybodyofhotblood,thenImustdrawyourblood.Shesaid,theeffortsofmyentirelifehaverunintheoppositedirectionoftruelove,soaretheheavenslaughingatme?ThenIguessIcanonlylaughattheheavens.Threechioftornsilk,onezhangofspiltblood.Athousandliofexpandedterritory,tenthousandfallencorpses.OnedaytheLuanandPhoenixwillsoarupwiththewinds,andFuyaowillrisestraightup,ninetythousandli.