At the foot of Sword Mountain lies a main city, known as Sword Casting City.
On the mountain, swords are broken; at the bottom, swords are cast. This tradition has continued for countless years.
To grasp the Sword Dao at Broken Sword Mountain, one must infuse a wisp of Sword Intent from the mountain into their sword, naturally risking damage to the treasured sword.
At this time, there is still some distance to spring, still in winter, but the pervasive forges in Sword Casting City make the temperature seem suitable.
In the Jade Pavilion of the brothel, beauties perform sword dances, their lower bodies dragging long skirts, while their upper bodies wear tight, small dance clothes made of silver thread silk, as thin as cicada wings, their skin color faintly visible, with only the bust being the thickest part.
The graceful figures dance, wielding soft swords, like moving fireflies.
Gu Wen reclines on the mat, beside him an Immortal Sword as bright as snowflakes.
