All I Need Is My Sword

Blurb:

As the direct descendant of the family of the ascended founding ancestor of the Jiuhua Immortal Sect, the young master Wenren's talent is famed across the entire continent.

Just by speaking, he can help people achieve sudden enlightenment.

He taught himself to read and grasped the Dao on his own.

He picked up a spirit stone and instinctively learned how to set up formations.

But at the age of ten, when his spiritual roots were tested, the much-anticipated genius turned out to have water and fire dual spiritual roots that naturally clashed.

Even if he managed to force his way to the Nascent Soul stage with rare treasures, for the rest of his life he'd have to rely on treasures and spirit stones to replenish his spiritual energy at any moment, barely maintaining his cultivation and his dignity.

If he let the water and fire inside him clash and waste away, their combined spiritual energy would burst through his meridians and dantian, causing him to explode and die.

In short: he was ruined.

Wenren Yu disappeared from public view.

The sect tournament.

The true young master Wenren, age twenty, was at the peak of Foundation Establishment. With a single fire spiritual root and the same cultivation method as the ascended founding ancestor, he had no match among cultivators of the same rank.

The family's castoff, Wenren Yu, was thirty years old and just a hair's breadth away from the peak of Qi Refining. His water and fire spiritual energy charged around wildly. After ruining thirty-six swords, he ultimately placed third in the Golden Core division.

Wenren Yu: I'm out of swords.

Sword: "..."

Theme: Fate wants me to disappear into the crowd, but I'll defy it and rise to the heavens.