In the Kunlun Immortal Realm, a mountain peak like a sharp sword pointed straight at the heavens. At a glance, one could not help imagining that it was an enormous treasured sword rather than a mountain.
Above its halfway point, this sword-shaped mountain had no vegetation, only bare rock. In a pavilion halfway up, two black-haired men held black and white stones, playing an unhurried game of Go.
One had shoulder-length hair and looked like an ordinary commoner, except for his eyes, which were as keen as sharp swords and made others afraid to meet his gaze.
The other wore a blue-green robe, his long hair reaching his waist. His eyes were like vast waves, his brows like distant mountains, and he carried a faint air of refinement.
The man with sword-sharp eyes placed a stone on the board and asked calmly, "There's still some time before I give my discourse. Why have you come so early this time?"
The Refined Man smiled slightly, placing a stone of his own, and said slowly, "Someone wants to steal something of mine, but she keeps hesitating to make her move. I had no choice but to step out and avoid her, so she could muster the courage."
A smile touched the lips of the man with sword-sharp eyes. "So mysterious. Are you planning something wicked again?" The Refined Man laughed. "Of course not. This time, I truly am taking pleasure in helping someone." As he spoke, he was about to place another stone when his brow suddenly lifted. His hand hovered without lowering, and he turned to look southwest. "What is it? Has your possession already been stolen?" the other man asked.
The Refined Man's eyes suddenly grew as deep as the ocean. He shook his head slightly. "No. I just suddenly