"If only I were really a man..."
...
The glow of the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and subdued.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords inside the Sword Box, feeling the brand new stream of energy moving through his body, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."
He was already adept with the Qingping Sword, but when it came to Missing Departure, his control was still lacking.
In this world, all the myriad laws and changes never stray from their origins. What countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is that great immortality that defies death.
