Shen Yan never thought that while haggling with a vendor for a piece of sausage, he would plunge into a different world full of monsters and monks. At the beginning, there was only a rough porcelain bowl with a chipped corner, but it was bound to a crazy system - it said that "everything in the world can be used as a knife", stones can cut mountains, dead leaves can break rivers, and even stones on the roadside can be used as flying knives.
While others have worked hard for decades to practice a spiritual sword, he can pick up a piece of tile and split the sword's energy. Others have studied the techniques and techniques, but he can wield a hemp rope and throw out a monstrous sword. From the bullies who bully the villagers, to the superior sect elders, from the monsters entrenched in the valley, to the evil spirits coming from across the border, Shen Yan cut until his eyes turned red: "Don't talk to me about the rules of the road, for me, anything you can cut off doesn't matter!"
Until he split the boundary wall with a knife, looked at the dark army of aliens outside, licked his bloody fingertips and smiled: "Just right, it saves me the need to find a place to practice my sword."
This is the story of a man who went from being a "little bargaining expert" in the market to becoming a "sword demon" who was frightened by the news in the three worlds - after all, how could a ruthless man who used a door panel to chop Huashen and stabbed Nascent Soul with bamboo chopsticks care whether he was holding a knife or a brick?
