If only I were really a man...
...
The light from the firewood pile inside the Daoist Temple was dim and drowsy.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords inside the Sword Box, feeling a new energy flow through his body. He murmured to himself, "Swords need to be nurtured."
To him, the Qingping Sword was already like second nature, but his control over the Missing Departure still left much to be desired.
In this world, myriad methods and transformations do not stray from their origin. Since ancient times, numerous cultivators have sought the ultimate longevity: immortality.
Only cultivators who have achieved minor longevity truly deserve the title of "Immortal," having initially achieved Dao. For Sword Cultivators, the saying goes: swords nurture people, people nurture swords. Although it's not as exaggerated as becoming one with the sword, if one wishes to reach the end of a cultivator's path, one must at least cultivate a Sword Spirit.
A Sword Spirit that belongs to oneself.
