My name is Lu Changsheng. It sounds made up, but that's what it says on my ID.
I woke up in a rental room in an urban village with no memories, only a strange body that refuses to die and a broken jade pendant that won't open no matter what I do.
To put food on the table, I took a job as a cleaner at a martial arts school that was about to go under. Life was pretty good: mopping floors, dodging flying wooden posts, and occasionally knocking students senseless on reflex. I honestly had no idea how it happened. My body just... moved on its own.
Then, during the final of a martial arts school tournament, a hunk of metal knocked me out with one punch. When I woke up, the stadium ceiling was gone, and powerful fighters were kneeling in every direction, calling me "Sword Sovereign."
The beautiful director of the National Bureau of Supernatural Affairs calls me "Boss" and says she was my apprentice two thousand years ago. I sealed my own memories, because if I remembered those things, I'd go insane.
Now, black miasma is seeping out of the "Nine Hells" beneath Mount Kunlun again. Enemies from every faction want to dig out my heart, and my former subordinates are waiting for me to keep my promises. And me? I'm still trying to remember where I left the martial arts school's mop this morning.
They say I'm the strongest, but nobody's told me: how does someone who forgot how awesome he was become awesome again?
