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Li Hua's reign as the twenty-first century's deadliest assassin ended in fire and betrayal. Her own sister, Li Min, turned their elite force against her, leaving nothing but ashes where a legend once stood.

In the moment of her death, Li Hua's soul tore free from its earthly bonds, hurtling across the boundaries between worlds until it anchored itself in a new vessel in a realm of ancient martial arts and mystical cultivation. Through this impossible transition, her inner space remained intact—and with it, Little Firefly, her spirit companion.

Here, where qi flows like rivers and mountains bow to those who master their cultivation, Li Hua will forge herself anew. No longer content to be merely an assassin of mortal flesh, she sets her sights on ascending to immortality itself—a journey that will shake the very foundations of heaven.

DEDICATION
To those of us whose cultivation path always leads to immortals with questionable morals and perfect jaw lines.
May your daddy issues transcend the three realms and be rewarded with an ancient being who knows exactly what he's doing.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
Content Warning: This story contains mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.
Updates: New chapters release Sunday through Friday, with Saturday as a rest day.
Story Style: This is an epic fantasy with rich world-building and complex characters, woven together with a slow-burn romance subplot.
Disclaimer: While this story incorporates some historical facts, it is primarily a work of fiction presenting my unique interpretation of events.

Re-birth: The Beginning after the End

<p>That night as Li Hua settled onto the bed, still marveling at how this small body fit perfectly between her brothers, a small smile crept onto her face as she thought about her family's reactions when her father had arrived home.</p>

<p>Her mother—who was usually so composed and steady—had burst into tears, gentle hands frantically checking Li Hua for injuries while whispering gentle words of comfort and love to soothe her daughter's spirit. Her father had refused to leave her side, his weathered hands never far from her shoulder, as if afraid she might vanish if he looked away. Her brothers, usually so boisterous and competitive, had worked together in uncharacteristic harmony, taking turns serving her the biggest pieces of meat from their dinner, their eyes watching carefully to ensure she ate enough.</p>

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