Song Shuhang had a dream.
He dreamed he was lying on a sunlit beach, with blue waters and green shade behind him, a boundless azure ocean ahead, and seagulls circling overhead.
"Shuhang, a group of juniors just entered the cultivation world. Do you have time to come give them some guidance?" A Sixteen asked over the phone.
"Of course. I'll be there shortly." Song Shuhang hung up. Wearing swim trunks, he glanced at his beloved sword and gave a light leap.
The bronze longsword flew from its sheath and appeared beneath his feet in a flash of silver.
With a wine gourd at his waist, Song Shuhang used the Sword Shadow Separation Technique to fit his flying sword with a guardrail of sword shadows.
"I ride my sword upon the wind, slaying demons between heaven and earth. With wine, I roam carefree; without it, I'm mad all the same.
"One drink drains rivers dry, another swallows sun and moon. A thousand cups cannot fell me—Song the Sword Immortal alone!"
After Senior Yellow Mountain retired, Song Shuhang took over as leader of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. Besides cultivating in his Cave-Heaven, he occasionally had an administrator—his Dao companion, A Sixteen—help organize the juniors.
As Song Shuhang headed to Jiangnan University Town to meet them, a mushroom cloud rose on the distant horizon.
A similar verse rang in his ears.
"I ride a warhead upon the wind, setting off nuclear blasts between heaven and earth. With uranium, I roam carefree; without it, I'm mad all the same." Shirou Emiya flew out of the mushroom cloud standing atop a nuclear warhead, hands clasped behind his back.
"One blast lays mountains and marshes waste, another sends sun and moon crashing down. Through a hundred battles, my nukes never run dry—I alone am