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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>Their father smiled warmly at their enthusiasm. "Very well. Let us venture beyond our realm, through the Mystic Veil and into what lies above." His hands moved with practiced grace, and the watery display shifted. The inverted pyramid representing the five realms reappeared with its second level illuminated in a soft red glow.</p>

<p>As the children leaned closer, the water transformed, painting a new landscape before their eyes. "This is the Ascending Plateau," their father explained, his voice taking on a tone of familiarity. "Unlike our realm below, it is not governed by imperial capitals and imperial families, but by cultivation sects—six great powers that have maintained their territories for countless generations." The liquid coalesced into distinct regions, each glowing with a different intensity, like stars in an evening sky.</p>

WORLD KNOWLEDGE PART 2