When I was fifteen years old, my master told me before he died that what our sect practiced was not martial arts, but immortality.
I believed it and practiced hard in the mountains for ten years until rumors spread around the world——
He said that I am the best swordsman in the world and that my sword energy can cut down the stars.
But they didn't know that what I wielded was not the sword energy at all, but the half-movement sword technique that the master had not finished teaching.
That day, I saw stars falling above the sea of clouds, and then I understood what Master meant by "immortal".
