Ge Xing: I Cultivate Immortality on Mount Qingcheng

Xianxia · Cultivation · Martial Arts

Zhuang Zhou dreams of becoming a butterfly; seeking the Dao is an inquiry of the heart.

On Qingcheng Mountain, a young daoist looks at the sword in his hand called Peach Blossom, his thoughts in turmoil. After years apart, he still loves eating peaches—yes, he still does—but now there is a name by his lips, the name of a woman.

That year, dragons and serpents rose from the earth, and at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain he picked up a baby.

That year, when the baby learned to speak, he told his master that he would become the best in the world and help him find a wife.

That year, strange phenomena appeared in the heavens. Snowflakes fell on Little Lotus Peak, and a youth sat atop the mountain, drawing a casual stroke on the ground; heaven and earth lost their color.

That year, a youth named Li Fansong mocked his senior brother for not practicing swordsmanship yet always boasting.

That year, at the peak of Xueyue City, a youth softly chanted, “Looks like I still can’t beat the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm... then... let’s enter the Divine Roaming Realm.”

“Sword come!!”