The Sword Rises and Fades

I observe the Tao, and the Tao observes me. I am free and carefree. Among the heavens and the world, all living beings, and the vast world, I am the only one who is truly powerful. The little mortal body with naked eyes keeps struggling, adhering to the truth in the heart, using the sword as the road, the wind rises and the clouds fly. There is only one sword in my hand in the world. No matter how great the official, no matter how strong the martial artist, no matter how powerful the old god is, they will all preach the truth of the world. The gentleman sits down and discusses the Tao, and the young man rises and practices it. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.