Su Linyuan, the thirty-second sect leader of the Qingwei Sect, found a bloodied boy at the bottom of a cold pool.
Three cinnabar moles on the boy’s right hand could break the seal on a thousand-year-old sword scar;
A fragment secretly kept by the girl A Yuan recorded the sect’s lost martial art;
And the man in black who crawled out of a bronze coffin bore the same blue scales on his wrist as the sect leader...
When the sect’s treasured Cloud-Cleaving Sword pierced Su Linyuan through the back, Xie Yunshen finally understood:
This master-disciple training that began twenty years ago was raising a sword and feeding a calamity.
