In the Jiang family's medical records, only two words appear after Jiang Wujie's name:
“Meridian failure.”
While his peers compete for pills and medicines, cultivate martial arts, and make names for themselves, he tends a rundown blacksmith shop on an old street, repairs blades, pays off debts, and raises a white dog that is always complaining about the lack of meat.
Everyone thinks that forging a few good pieces of iron is the best he will ever manage.
Until a fragment of a broken blade awakens in his sea of consciousness.
A damaged cultivation method begins circulating through his body again. Mysterious martial techniques guide him through their complete forms.
From then on, while others struggle just to learn the basics, he already grasps their true essence.
But to repair the broken blade and reach greater heights, he must take the blade he forged and venture into sacred mountains sealed off by powerful clans, seize treasures monopolized by sects, and fight for opportunities that the strong refuse to surrender.
Some block his path. Some steal his materials. Others use their cultivation levels to demand that he bow his head.
Jiang Wujie thrusts his blade into the furnace and raises his hammer.
If he can't catch a blade today, he'll catch it another day.
If he can't claim something today, he'll take it back with his own hands another day.
Many years later, someone asks where he first made his name.
The young man points to the old street behind him.
“Back then, the shop was in debt, and the dog was waiting for its meat.”
“I had to find a way.”
I have always wanted to write about a fantasy world that makes people feel like "these people really live in it", so I came up with this book. The pace of this book will be a little slower. I want to write as true and specific as possible how to practice martial arts, how to use martial arts, why weapons can be made, and why formations trap enemies. I hope that every time the protagonist becomes stronger, readers can see what abilities he has gained; every time he wins, readers can also know where he won. In addition to training and fighting, I also want to write about the fireworks in the old streets, the love between master and apprentice, and the story of one person and one dog walking out of a small place. I will slowly put some things that I like and have always wanted to write into the book. Of course, slowness should not be an excuse for procrastination, and details should not crowd out the interest of the story itself. I will think about these measures while writing. If there are inappropriate pacing, conflicting settings, or poorly written characters or fights, please point them out. Thank you to the friends who are willing to click in and accompany Jiang Wu Jiu and Xiao Bai on this journey. I hope that the stories I write in the future will give everyone something to look forward to.