The Autumn-Crossing Blade

Heaven and earth are a furnace, all creation its bronze, and everyone seeks only to look after themselves.

I brandish my blade, make my heart the flame, and dare to prove the truth of my Dao in this mortal world.

My blade has broken before, leaving me adrift in the distant rivers and lakes, where I saw the world’s cold indifference;

I have also known success, standing high in the halls of power and gazing across the vast mountains and rivers.

The rises and falls, the meetings and partings, are all just ordinary trials.

I ask not for this body to live forever, and my heart does not fear injustice.

With a three-foot blade, I will test myself against every hero under heaven and carve out a world of clarity!