Cultivation: You Can’t Just Give People Any Name

Lin Che is forty-six years old and from Singapore. One day, he wakes up as a fifteen-year-old boy in Qingshi Village, Anping County, Yunzhou, in the Great Liang dynasty. No immortal sect has come to recruit him. He has no peerless cultivation manual, and no one can tell him where he is. His first priority is simply figuring out how to survive. Then one day, he looks at an ordinary object and tries saying a word no one else can understand. “Identify.” For the first time, he sees what lies beneath the ordinary surface of this world. [Common Name:, ] [Name Status: None] [Name Can Be Assigned: ...] He gradually discovers that everything in the world can be given a name. But a name cannot be assigned carelessly. For a blade to be called sharp, it must truly be sharp. For a sword to slay demons, it must truly have slain demons. For a name to be acknowledged by Heaven and Earth, everything it represents must truly exist. A name must match its bearer. And each time Lin Che names something, what he pays is neither spirit stones nor lifespan. It is only much later that he begins to understand: In his own name, he bears witness for all things.