If only I were really a man...
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The light from the pile of firewood inside the Daoist Temple was dim.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling a completely new energy coursing through his body, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."
The Qingping Sword had already become second nature to him, but he still lacked significant control over the Missing Departure.
The myriad methods of the world, though ever-changing, do not deviate from their fundamental principles. Since ancient times, countless cultivators have sought the grand immortality that grants freedom from death.
