Chronicles of the Jianghu: The Sword-Seeking Art

[Traditional fantasy] [Wuxia] [One heroine] [A young man’s coming-of-age]

Winter nights, cold water and grass; frost and rain fall on autumn flowers.

Jiangnan has many worldly souls; in an instant, their hair turns gray.

A lonely sword is slick with rain; a fan sweeps freely through the clouds.

Leaning back, laughing at the east wind; sleeves flutter as slanting snow falls.

Behold the shifting tides of the martial world, where chivalrous hearts uphold justice and grudges are settled with pleasure.

Hear what all the world declares: beneath heaven, all is the king’s land; within its borders, all are the king’s subjects.

The martial world is no path for ordinary people. Amid a riot of flowers that can dazzle the eye, only by holding fast to the ideals in one’s heart can one become a true hero.