If only I were truly a man...
...
The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.
Caressing the two swords in the Sword Box, Su Bei murmured to himself as he felt the new flow of energy circulating through his body, "Swords need nurturing."
The Qingping Sword was already attuned to him, but with the Missing Departure, there was still much to be desired in terms of control.
All the myriad laws and changes of the world do not stray from their origins; what countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is the great immortality that spares them from death.
