This Sword Refuses to Recognize Its Master

A corporate wage slave transmigrates into the cultivation world, where Li Bai becomes the most unremarkable new recruit in Class D of the Outer Sect at Xuanjin Peak.

Others see only his feeble Golden Spiritual Root and mediocre talent. With an old iron sword worn dark in his hand, they think he is destined to spend his whole life on the yellow-mud training ground.

No one knows that an invisible current of energy, originating from the Primordial Source Sea, lies dormant in his meridians, or that the fundamentals of swordsmanship have been etched into his bones and blood over six years.

On the training ground, he uses skill to overcome strength, and a first-layer Qi Refiner defeats a third-layer one. At the Outer Sect Tournament, he keeps his edge hidden and advances step by step into the Inner Sect.

He thought he was simply following the path of cautious growth within the sect, but gradually he glimpses the truth:

The three peaks and five halls beneath his feet are no more than a speck of dust among countless bubble universes. So-called Heavenly Spiritual Roots and Chosen Ones are merely part of an order imposed by a higher world.

Everyone says a sword chooses its master, and fate cannot be defied.

But this old sword of his has never recognized a master chosen by heaven, nor a destiny already written.

The Source Sea surges, and all worlds rise and fall.

From Outer Sect Class D to the summit of the Primordial Beginning, he holds his sword in hand. He decides his own path.