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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

"I'm done!" She called out as she ran towards the jade pavilion, Little Firefly's excited pulsing lights trailing behind her.

When they arrived in the forest clearing, Li Hua found a soft patch of grass beneath an ancient pine and slowly began her stretches to warm up her limbs.

Her mind remembered the familiar routine, though this body's untrained muscles followed with less fluidity than she was used to. Still, she guided each movement with patient precision—first gentle circles of her ankles, watching how these smaller, softer limbs responded to her commands. Then careful rolling motions through her knees and hips, noting every resistance and limitation, up to her shoulders and neck. She cataloged the differences between her past body's capabilities and this new vessel she needed to train.

IT BEGINS