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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

Once dinner was ready, their father finally emerged from his hiding spot—er, bedroom—with a sheepish grin playing on his lips.

"Little warriors!" he proclaimed with forced cheerfulness, as if his earlier tactical retreat had never happened. "Did you complete the world knowledge? How was your Māmā's training compared to your Bàba's?" He paused, then added quickly, "Not that there's any competition, of course. Though I must say, my water display was quite impressive—"

"Husband," their mother interrupted sweetly, "perhaps you'd like some tea first? To help you recover from your... rest?"

Li Wei and Li Hao buried their faces in their bowls, shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter, while Li Hua maintained her perfect posture, though her eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched her father's face turn a shade redder than the steam rising from the hotpot.

WORLD KNOWLEDGE PART 4