As an orphan adopted by the Wen Clan, Wen MeiXiao never acted much like her other clan members. She was amiable, whimsical and a bit shameless sometimes. After realizing her true wishes for freedom, she hatches a plan to run away from the Wen clan t...
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"一鸟在手胜过双鸟在林." A bird in the hand is better than two in the bush. ◣━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◢
About a year later
"I still can't believe you're not getting married." Wen Qing sighed. She, her brother, and Wen Meiziao were sitting at the dinner table as usual.
Last year Wen Meixiao and Nie Huaisang had discussed together that they did not want to get married as they barely knew each other and were too young.
"Of course, me getting married would've meant Wen Chao got what he wanted." The young teen laughed. "His suffering is my pleasure."
"I thought you wished you lived in the Nie sect." Wen Ning spoke up. "You mentioned that you liked their weaponry and if you live there you would have access to its materials."
"True..." Wen Meixiao hummed. "It would be convenient to live there, but I would feel a bit out of place. Besides, I would miss you too."
Wen Ning blushed but Wen Qing rolled her eyes. "Eat your food Wen Mei."
"This year's archery contest is held here at Qishan!" A voice rang through the streets. It was the newsman, who yelled out, waving around newspapers for sale. His yelling caught the attention of a certain young teen.
"Really sir? Which clans are coming?" Wen Meixiao asked excitedly, running up next to the man.
"Well, of course, the few biggest clans!" The newsman scolded. "To name a few, probably the same clans as last year." He explained while handing out hand-written newspapers for customers. "Go away girl, if you're not going to buy my newspaper."
Wen Meixiao stalked off, thinking of all the mischief she could do to sneak into the archery contest. For a few years, she had toned her archery skills, making her more prideful than ever.
Just what mischief could she do...
"Jiejie, are you home?" Wen Meixiao called out once she entered Wen Qing's house. The elder muttered a yes, but don't a bother me so the younger walked into Wen Ning's room. A mere year had passed, but Wen MeiXiao had used her time wisely, studying deeper into possessed weapons, and how they are more powerful than normal cultivation weapons.
It happened last year, a group of evil corpses showed up at Qishan, and before the guards could kill all of them, Wen Meixiao managed to capture one of them, torture it so it's resentment was even more immense since the more resentment it had, the more powerful. She then killed it and took its soul, trapping it into her bow with her basic demonic cultivation skills.
