On the night my family was slaughtered, Father hung half a jade pendant around my neck, then blew himself up.
Three years later, when I emerged dragging the corpse of a monstrous beast as big as a hill, the whole world was watching live.
During the combat trial at Tianqiong University, I shattered fifth-tier astral energy with a single strike from a wooden blade.
The comments exploded: "Everybody, stand up!! This isn't a useless first-tier nobody! This is the Blade Lord!!"
And the demigod seated on the throne still had no idea: I'd spent three years honing my blade for the sole purpose of cutting him down.
