Monetized Martial Arts

Winter snow drifted down, silent and still. This year, winter had come earlier than usual to Shouchun County. The snow was about to stop, yet the wind had not ceased. A carriage rolled along the main street, its wheels crunching the frozen snow beneath, as if grinding away both the ice and the tangled thoughts within Ning Xiu’s mind.

He gazed at the scene before him, still somewhat dazed. The carriage was warm and comfortable, the young girl beside him charming and lovely—strangely, everything seemed to have returned to where it all began.

He opened the carriage window, quietly watching the bustling crowds outside, his clear eyes filled with swirling, complicated emotions.

“Young master, the wind is bitterly cold. You’ve only just recovered—you mustn’t let yourself get chilled again.” The young maid, seeing his actions, hurriedly rose, closed the window, and pulled the soft sable cloak closer around Ning Xiu’s shoulders before quietly resuming her seat, obedient and gentle.

Ning Xiu only smiled at her gesture and did not protest.

“Shouchun County… To think I’ve returned to three years ago. What on earth is happening…” His gaze grew distant. He distinctly remembered that he should have been dead.

Not just him—Shouchun County itself should have been reduced to ashes.

Yet since Heaven had granted him a chance to begin anew, this time, he would seize destiny by the throat. He would never again bow to fate.

Recalling those scenes before his rebirth, Ning Xiu slowly closed his eyes, his resolve growing ever firmer.

Ning Xiu