"If only I were truly a man..."
...
The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.
With gentle strokes, Su Bei cleaned the two swords inside the Sword Box. Feeling a fresh flow of energy coursing through every part of his body, he murmured to himself, "The sword needs to be nurtured."
The Qingping Sword had already become an extension of his own body, but when it came to the Missing Departure, he still had much to learn about controlling it.
All the myriad laws in the world don't stray from their origins. Since ancient times, what countless cultivators have sought is immortality, the great longevity.
