Tianqi Academy

The sword comes out of its sheath, and the three-foot-long shadow breaks through the cold light of the mountains and rivers. What's the harm in having a bad reputation, having a bloody career, and singing songs based on the wind? The ancient scroll shattered, the academy's contract was signed, and in the endless darkness, a pair of bloody pupils dilated. The painted halberd was waved, and the flying general's elegy once again echoed throughout the world. This is Tianqi Academy.