"Master!"

A young woman dashed across the cobblestone path like a storm, halting abruptly at the dojo’s entrance. Inside, her master sat calmly, pouring tea for an unfamiliar guest.

Her name was Lian Mingyue, an adopted prodigy renowned for her unmatched intellect and skill. Her spiky dark blue hair, crowned with a playful ahoge, framed her fierce yet charming face. A fishtail braid swept down her back, and her large blue eyes sparkled with determination. Her flawless skin, faintly roughened by years of training, and her athletic yet feminine figure reflected her discipline. She wore a vibrant yellow sleeveless cheongsam, white pants, and black Chinese shoes, perfectly blending tradition with practicality.

With a sudden, earth-shaking stop, she dropped into a crouch, hands gripping her knees as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath.

"Master… you won’t believe what I’m about to tell you!"

After a moment of steadying herself, she stood upright, her posture immaculate. Her chin lifted confidently, her arms locked at her sides, and a dazzling smile illuminated her face.

"I’ve found someone willing to be under my tutelage!"

For months, she had struggled to recruit students from the village, tirelessly preaching the virtues of kung fu. Her efforts had been met with doubt—until now. This was the breakthrough she had dreamed of: the chance to spread her master’s teachings and change lives.

To Lian, martial arts was more than combat—it was a philosophy and a way to heal the world. She dreamed of her dojo becoming a beacon of hope, its teachings spreading far and wide. With her master’s guidance and the divine strength they revered, she believed she could uplift her village and bring prosperity. Her vision was clear: a better world, built one student, one lesson, and one step at a time.