It All Began in Anping City

Fifteen-year-old Chen Xiaonian has never even touched a sword. Everything he imagines about the martial world comes from the storyteller’s wooden clapper and the caravan guards’ booze-soaked complaints. One winter morning, he leaves Anping City with a dagger and ten flatbreads, setting out along the main road to Qingfeng Ferry.

He thinks the martial world is a place of keeping promises at any cost and settling scores with abandon. He doesn’t yet know that the real martial world is a mirror that reflects one’s true nature. And the road he must walk has been bound, from his very first step beyond the city gate, to the simplest yet hardest question of all:

What do you truly believe in?