"If only I were really a man..."
...
Inside the Daoist Temple, the glow from a pile of firewood was dim and flickering.
Gently wiping the two swords in the Sword Box, Su Bei sensed a new stream of Qi coursing through his body and murmured to himself, "The sword needs maintenance."
To him, the Qingping Sword had become second nature, but his control over the Missing Departure still left much to be desired.
The world's myriad techniques and changes never stray from their essence. What countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is the grand immortality that spares one from death.
