Rusty Sword

Xie Zhao was originally an orphan from Qingyun Temple in the secular world. He was raised by the Taoist priest and learned the skills of fists, feet and weapons. However, he contracted a terminal illness at the age of fifteen and had no cure. When he opened his eyes again when he was dying, his soul fell into the Qingzhou wasteland in the world of cultivating immortals. The terminal illness did not disappear with the time travel, and was still imprinted on his body. Homeless, without food or clothing, the sight is full of yellow sand and ruins, with only a rusted and broken sword for company. In his previous life, he was trapped by a diseased bone. Although he knew how to use swords and martial arts, he was unable to wield the sword for a long time. This time, in a world where immortals and demons coexist, and cultivation can lead to great fortunes, life span is still hanging by a thread. Fate was treating him harshly, but he was unwilling to accept his fate. Missing the warmth of the Taoist temple in his previous life, Xie Zhao took the first step out of the desperate wilderness with a rusty sword in hand. With his disabled body, he scrapes his rusty edge, breaks through the mountain gate, learns the art of swordsmanship, and seeks a chance to survive in the midst of countless calamities. While others seek immortality, he seeks immortality first. The sword rises brightly, cutting off the shackles of fate.