A Dream of This Fleeting Life

My father was a martial artist with no talent. His one stroke of luck was marrying the eldest daughter of the Jiang family in our town. Together, they went to a mountain forest and lived in seclusion. My father still practiced every day with his battered sword, while my mother owned a basic-grade sword manual passed down through her family. They said no one had ever succeeded in mastering it, but using its opening chapter, she created her own Clearwater Sword Art. And so they lived peaceful, carefree lives. But later, when the demons invaded, my father heard the news and resolutely went off to fight them. Given his abilities, he never returned, and no one heard from him again. My mother was already pregnant with me. When my father set out, she had a vague sense of how things would end. So after giving birth to me alone, she entrusted me to Aunt Hong in Little Fortune Town at the foot of the mountain, then went to the battlefield herself.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.