A cheerful, passionate power fantasy: no naive protagonist, no harem, political intrigue, fire and fervor. Steal half a day of leisure from a busy life, with half your heart in cultivation and half in immortality. This is a story that begins with half a cold steamed bun. See how a little slave struggling on the brink of death rises to prominence in a border town, stirs up the imperial court, and reaches the summit of the immortal path. With twin blades, he cleaves the ethereal peak; eighty thousand black-armored warriors battle the Asuras. For half his life, he is suppressed beneath a wordless stele, until three thousand sword immortals open the gates of heaven. (There are many plot-driven deaths and the protagonist suffers. Please don't send us knives.)
