People of the martial world often said the world's swordsmen were divided into two camps: the Wu Family, and everyone else who wielded a sword.
The Wu Family had not made that claim themselves. Generation after generation, they had earned it with their swords.
From Great Qin to the present day, apart from Li Chungang, who had taken the Wooden Horse Ox from the Wu Family, which swordsman worthy of being called foremost in the Sword Dao had not come from the Wu Family? Look a little further back: nine members of the Wu Family had gone to Northern Mang and broken ten thousand cavalry with nine swords. What a sight that must have been! Across centuries of martial history, what other family could claim such a feat?
Children born into the Wu Family were both fortunate and unfortunate. From birth, they could study supreme sword arts that countless martial artists would have given anything to learn.
But as soon as they could walk, their parents sent them to Sword-Treasury Mountain, where countless famed swords from across the ages were kept. They could not come down until they found a sword that matched their hearts.
If they failed, someone would still bring them food until they turned ten. After that, their survival was in their own hands.
Any young member of the Wu Family who wanted to leave home and roam the martial world also had to defeat an ancestor with the sword in hand, even if the fight ended in death. Otherwise, they would spend their whole lives within the tomb.
Wu Su thought the rule was dreadful. The place was lifeless, just like the family's name in the martial world: the Sword Tomb.
At eighteen, she had heard plenty of exciting tales from outside: the Western Shu Sword