"Your Dantian is useless and your spiritual roots are broken. Get out of here."
These were the last words the master said to me.
"What's the point of living for a loser?"
This is the sword that the elder brother made up for.
"Boy, your Dantian is not useless, it's blocked."
This was the first sentence spoken by the old ghost in Dantian who had been dead for three hundred years.
"You owe me one."
This is what the woman in the red dress said when she handed me a piece of bone.
Later they all said that I was the chosen one.
I smiled and said nothing.
My sword is not chosen by heaven.
My sword is only for me.
Very nice!