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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 daily.
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.

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Re-birth: The Beginning after the End

"I assume you have a way to find Old Tang?" Li Hua asked, her eyes tracking the movement of shadows that seemed to dance with conscious purpose between the shelves.

Mo Xing produced a small grey crystal from his robes. "This will guide us to him and any knowledge regarding your brothers' situation." The crystal began to pulse with a dim light, creating the only rhythm in this timeless place. "Though I should warn you—the truth we find here may not be what you're hoping for."

Li Hua's jaw tightened. "Any truth is better than uncertainty."

They moved deeper into Old Tang's domain, following the crystal's pulse. Around them, reality continued to shift and reorganize itself, but Mo Xing navigated the changes with practiced ease, occasionally reaching back to guide Li Hua around corners that hadn't existed moments before. The only constants in the ever-changing space were their footsteps echoing against the stone floor.

OLD TANG