The Sword Path

In the Ye family courtyard, a young man in blue stands with his sword raised, his sleeves fluttering. His mind is as still as water. He gathers his breath in his dantian, sends it surging forth, shapes it, and tempers it into stone-like solidity. This is the essence of sword energy. “With one sword strike, heaven and earth scatter; with one thrust, the fate of the world is decided!” As the young man dances with his sword, silver light envelops him, radiating a chilling murderous aura and an otherworldly presence.