He was Park Jin-hyuk, the 13th disciple of the Mount Wol Sect. One of the greatest swordsmen of his generation, known to the world as the White Lotus Sword Saint. After a long and desperate war, he defeated the Blood Demon and brought an end to an age of chaos, only to draw his last breath on the summit of the Blood Demon Sect’s mountain. Centuries passed, and he was reborn in the body of a child. But the world he awoke to was not the one he remembered. Mount Wol Sect had fallen? What kind of bullshit was that!? Was he truly expected to just live out this new life, knowing that? “Fallen? Who says so? That doesn’t matter!” The plum blossoms may fall, but that is not their end. After the coldest winter, spring always returns, and with it, the blossoms bloom in full glory once again. “But before the Mount Wol Sect can return, I need to get there first! Even if it’s nothing but ruins, there has to be something left—Ugh, this is infuriating!” And so began the struggle of the White Lotus Sword Saint, Park Jin-hyuk, to save the fallen Mount Wol Sect.

Chapter 3: When Blossoms Bloom Again