Celestial Sword Immortal
His father suffered a mysterious defeat, forever branded with infamy through the ages. The heir, born with a crippled body, astounded the world with a single sword strike. Once known as the greatest laughingstock of the Yan Kingdom, this man devoted himself wholly to the sword. Braving countless perils and vanquishing endless foes, he forged the path of a sword immortal with nothing but mortal flesh. Life and death—separated by the edge of a single blade.
Celestial Sword Immortal
Yanmeng Town, Main Street.
A youth in white, sword slung across his back and wine jug in hand, galloped his horse at full speed.
“A drink brings momentary delight—keep drinking, keep enjoying... Make way! I’m going to be late!”
His horse’s charge drew startled cries all along the street as pedestrians scattered in panic. A freshly set tofu stall was trampled by the horse’s hooves, the delicate blocks of tofu smashed to pieces.
“Who’s the blind fool? You’ve ruined all my tofu!” The buxom tofu seller planted her fists on her hips, cursing fiercely.
The young man turned his head with a grin. “Send it to the Marquis’s manor—both the tofu and the lady are wanted by this Marquis!”
The tofu seller blushed, spat at him, and flung her remaining tray of tofu to the ground as well.
“Add two more trays to the Marquis’s tab—settle up at month’s end!”
A few pieces of tofu were of no consequence to a marquis. Everyone in Yanmeng Town knew that Yun Que, the Marquis of Coldwater, was a notorious spendthrift.
At the town’s center, a clearing was cordoned off, packed with a sea of onlookers. A wooden tower had sprung up overnight!
This tower bore a special name: Sword Trial Tower.
Every year, on the seventh day of the seventh month, such towers from the Sword Palace appeared in major towns across Yan. Only those who passed the tower’s test could hope to join the Sword Palace, embarking upon the path of cultivation coveted by all.
The Sword Palace stood above worldly rank, and whenever the Sword Trial Tower opened, the
