They say, "Come back to settle the bill when two steamed buns can buy you a wife." You think you've gotten a bargain, but you don't realize that the blade you took on credit is paid for with your years of life, your karma, and a debt of yin energy your entire family could never repay!
My name is Yang Lin. I'm a retired first-class combat hero. I should have taken a secure government job, but instead I returned to my hometown in Northeast China to inherit my master's blacksmith shop, becoming Dongning's last blade creditor.
The Han family's simple-minded son married a living corpse that had been dead for a month, and exactly seven chickens die every night at the poultry farm. A weasel spirit wearing a golden mask kneels before me at Banjie Ravine, begging me to save its life. Beneath the fortress at Sancha Crossing, geomancers, yin-yang masters, and the Black Dragon Cult are all watching the Spirit-Suppressing Stele my master guarded for his entire life...
Master, before you left, you could at least have told me how many unpaid debts of yin energy our Yang family's blade-credit shop still has. And how many people are waiting for you to breathe your last before coming to take my life?
No matter.
In my hands, the blade can part the waves, skin the flesh, or bring the Seven Killings.
In Dongning, what people owe, what ghosts owe, what demons owe...
I'll collect every last debt.
Not bad. I like watching it.
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