Lin Jiahe, whose swordsmanship insight is the greatest in all history, lives in seclusion in a valley on the northern frontier. Every day, he fishes and grills his catch, determined to lie flat and take it easy. Then he rescues Ye Xiaojin, the orphaned survivor of a sword-forging family wiped out to the last member, and his peaceful life is shattered for good.
Others cultivate bitterly for a hundred years to break through to the Golden Core stage, while he reaches a new realm after a nap. The seven great sword sects of the Central Plains fight over thousand-year-old cold iron and fallen gold, while he casually fills his storage pouch in a cold-iron cavern. Golden Core evil cultivators gang up to steal his grilled fish, only to be crushed by a simple stick he used to tend the fire.
A sharp-tongued sword spirit spends the whole journey grumbling about the laid-back male lead. The heroine holds a bronze token and has an innate spiritual vein that lets her see through countless arrays. Together, one person, one sword, and one spirit travel across the five great continents.
Righteous sect masters line up to beg for his protection, evil cultivators are left stunned on the spot, and treasures of the heavens are his for the taking.
Yet this peerless Sword Immortal has only one wish: to be left alone, finish work on time, and quietly watch the sunset with a freshly grilled fish.
[A reliable return after a hiatus | High-stakes Northern Frontier Cold Iron arc now updating | No frustrating setbacks, no suffering for the protagonist, villains get instant face-slapping: a satisfying read]
