Douluo: Pinnacle of Martial Arts, A Sword Rises in the Jianghu

No system. No heavenly screens. A single-heroine romance with Shui Bing'er. Reincarnated as a Grandmaster of Chinese martial arts, Zhou Qiubai crosses over into the Douluo world, awakening an ordinary long sword widely regarded as a trash martial soul. If being a traditional Soul Master is out of the question, why not master the way of the martial artist? While the Sea God’s weapon weighs just over one hundred thousand catties, classic martial arts techniques can evolve into peerless doctrines. Tang Sect hidden weapons are capable of assassinating Soul Dourois and even Titled Douluos—so why bother becoming a Soul Master at all? Avatar of the Martial Soul? Before him, it is merely a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Godly inheritance? False deities that he wouldn't accept even if offered. Top-tier beast martial souls or ultimate martial souls? Can they withstand even a few strokes of his blade? This is a rebellion of the "Jianghu" against "sectarianism," and "martial dao" against "divine authority." A white-robed sword, a steadfast spear, ten thousand scrolls of books, an unspoken will... Half a scroll of autumn leaves, half a scroll of wind; a single flash of frost on a sword chills nineteen provinces. Untainted by worldly affairs, the white-robed swordsman raises a single question to the heavens above: Is true freedom possible? From defeating Tang San in Soto City and toying with Clear Sky techniques using floating-cloud steps, to rebuking Yu Xiaogang in Heaven Dou City and crossing swords with Chen Xin; from overpowering the Golden Generation in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament to challenging the Divine Realm three times in the Slaughter City—ultimately, he will unite all forces bound by destiny and swing a sword of liberation against the gods sitting high above. This is a legend of freedom, choice, and defiance. The Jianghu is not far; it resides within the heart of everyone.