If only I really were a man...
The light from the firewood within the Daoist Temple cast dim, heavy shadows.
Su Bei gently polished the two swords inside the Sword Box. As she felt a fresh stream of energy coursing through her entire body, she muttered to herself, "The sword must be nurtured."
The Qingping Sword had become second nature to her, but with the Missing Departure, her control still fell short.
The world's myriad techniques and changes are derived from the same principle. What countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is immortality—the Great Prolonged Life. Only those cultivators who achieved a lesser immortality truly deserved the title "Immortal," having initially Achieved Dao. For Sword Cultivators, the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as a true fusion between sword and user, if one wished to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, one must at least cultivate a Sword Spirit.
