I'm Only One Year Old, So How Am I Already Supreme in the Sword Dao?

Well, here I am in the Great Zhou Dynasty, having just transmigrated and been born as a baby. [Destiny: At birth, you are suspected of displaying the “Flying Bear” omen, and Emperor Xuan bestows upon you a “divine sigil.” You receive a blessing at one, establish your foundation at three, and reach the third innate realm at seven... At forty, you enter immortality, battle the demon race, and vow to defend Great Zhou... In the end, you fight the immortals of the Nine Heavens alone and die of exhaustion.] One-year-old Jiang Yang fell into deep thought. [Ding! Destiny has undergone a drastic change. You have received an S-rank evaluation. Reward: Divine Talent: Sword Sovereign.] “Huh!” “Doesn't that mean I'm already a Sword Sovereign at one?!” “I've skipped thirty years of hard work...?” The Nine Provinces trembled, the imperial court was shaken, and every sword beneath heaven bowed in worship. Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect: “Immortal sword... are you sure this baby is the Sword Sovereign?!” Everyone: “A-ba-a-ba~!” Years later, disaster struck the Divine Land, and the earth floated adrift. Watching one young opponent after another fall before him, including but not limited to a seven-year-old Evil Immortal, his lifelong nemesis at ten, and a Nine Heavens Goddess at twelve... Jiang Yang clasped his hands behind his back. “I started cultivating at one! Do you know how hard that was for me?!”