The Blade-Wielder of Great Qian

In the final years of the Great Qian dynasty, ancient bones were monopolized, and the powerful clans treated human lives as grass. Martial artists at the bottom could only scavenge medicinal dregs, with lives as worthless as ants.

Chu Yuan was the lowest-ranking woodcutter at Sunset Mountain Manor. While others cultivated with precious ancient bones, he relied on scraps picked up from the ground. Hidden inside him was a Hundred-Bone Cauldron that could squeeze a hundred times more medicinal power from the dregs! The price was unbearable pain: his meridians snapped inch by inch as blood seeped from his whole body.

With chaos on the horizon, Chu Yuan stopped holding back. A steward framed him? He slit the man's throat! The Iron Sword Sect was wiped out? He turned their dirty tricks against them, striking back and looting their spoils!

Armed with a rusty, blunt knife, he rescued Shen Hongshuang, the greatest swordswoman in the world, who was gravely wounded and near death on a snowy night. The two forged an alliance of convenience and led a band of desperate horse bandits against a force of Xiantian realm experts amid the blizzard.

At the Dragon Crossing Arena, before hundreds of martial artists, he cut down seven prodigies from the great clans one after another. A mere laborer, he became a legend throughout Great Qian!

Princess Xiao Qingci of Great Qian looked down at him from on high. "Chu Yuan, become my blade, and I'll grant you wealth and glory."

The Demon Sect's Saintess, Sang Wuyan, gave him a sultry look. "I want that man's vital energy for myself."

Chu Yuan drew his bloodstained blunt knife and laughed coldly. "I'm just a woodcutter. I don't know the laws of Great Qian. But I do know that whoever has the faster blade makes the law. In the end, I'll be the one wielding the blade over this whole world!"