Sign-In at the Sutra Pavilion: My Ancient Sword Art Crushes All

“The dirtiest corner of Qingyun Immortal Sect: Lin Xuan, the Scripture Pavilion keeper, knelt on the pavilion steps as a prodigy crushed his identity token. ‘A good-for-nothing like you dares touch the scriptures?’ Before the laughter had faded, golden light suddenly shimmered at his fingertips. The dust-covered Ancient Sign-In Ledger, untouched for a thousand years, had opened in his palm! On his first day signing in, he obtained the Ancient Light-Splitting Sword Art! As the sword rang through the heavens, the prodigy who had trampled him was clutching a bloodstained sword, the very weapon that had killed Lin Xuan’s parents…”