The Sword Fanatic

In a world ruled entirely by cultivators, being born without a spiritual root, being born a mere mortal, is more a curse than a blessing. Mortals serve cultivators. They are powerless before their strength and live entirely at their mercy. A mortal cannot refuse a cultivator’s command, to do so is to risk offense and to a cultivator, killing a mortal is no harder than swatting a fly. So then, how does a mortal defend themselves in a world where power is everything? The truth is simple, they can’t. Not unless they find another way to rise...