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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

"When the stars align beneath the jade moon..." her mother's whisper seemed to crystallize in the darkness, each word carrying weight like drops of mercury falling through still water.

"The heavens themselves shall bow and bend." The answering voice emerged from the void as if the darkness itself had learned to speak, its ethereal tone sending ripples through the spiritual essence that saturated the air. Li Hua felt the words resonate in her very core, causing her to clutch tighter to her father's back.

Her trained assassin's senses—which had never failed to detect a presence before—hadn't registered even a whisper of the speaker's existence. In her past life, she had tracked elite operatives through pitch-black rooms and sensed killers through concrete walls, but this... this was different. It was as if the voice existed outside the bounds of physical space itself.

"Grand Master Yu." Her parents bowed in unison, their movements carrying practiced reverence.

GRAND MASTER YU PART 1