If only I were really a man…
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The light from the pile of firewood inside the Daoist Temple was dim and hazy.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling the new flow of Qi moving through his body, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."
He had mastered the Qingping Sword, but when it came to the Missing Departure, he still had much to learn in terms of control.
The myriad methods and transformations in the world all stemmed from a single principle: the pursuit of great longevity, the undying state sought by countless cultivators since ancient times.
