I, Wen Wangshu, am a once-in-a-century good-for-nothing sword guard at the Kunlun Sword Tomb. Even the lowest sword weapon despises me. My fellow disciples regard me as a shame, and my master wants to sacrifice me to the sword spirit. Until thousands of swords roared together, the legendary world-destroying sword shattered the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of my eyebrows. They thought I was certain to die, but they didn't know that the blood of my natural sword bones was flowing in my body. I could control all the swords in this mountain! Carrying the sharpest sword to slaughter the craziest peaks, the sword points at the people who insulted me in the past: Can you lend me your sword?
