I Seek Immortality in the Mortal World

On the third day after he quit his job, another moon rose over the river in Haizhou. Lu Mingchuan caught a silver leaf and stepped into a strange land beneath the moon. There, fishmongers could bind fish with flowing water, an eighty-six-year-old master craftsman could still brave the river to compete, and some people led entire mountains on a journey to the Bilu Sea. A saw and a pair of pliers earned him seven pages on drawing in qi. After ten years of boxing, Lu Mingchuan finally held on to his first breath of true qi. Back on Earth, that breath remained. His once-aging bones and muscles now held another possibility. He began traveling between worlds, seeking out masters, competing for true arts, and crossing hands with the strong in world after world. From leaping over a ditch to journeying far away with his own mountains and seas. If immortality could be attained, he would claim it with his own hands. Then he would travel across this boundless universe with the one he loved.