A Sword Stirs up the Third Moon

The martial arteries are incomplete, and the ordinary mind holds the sword. From the young cousin of the Duan family who was abandoned like a pair of worn-out shoes, to the left-handed boy who was frightened in the ring, Wang Xiaojian's every move was cutting through his own boundaries. The bones of the sword have not yet been completed, but the road ahead has been paved towards the vast winds and clouds of the world of cultivation - this journey is not for revenge, but to prove that a mortal sword can also penetrate the nine heavens.