The Heavenly Dao Gate

Bows glinting in the dawn, swords shining like frost, through autumn winds we ride out of Xianyang. Bold and daring, we defy the eight wilds, in the inn at dawn, night's sorrows flow away. The meaning of life is existence, and for existence, one may even give up life. One may choose to give up, but never give up choosing—this is the right of every living being. This is the Heavenly Dao. — Description from novelcodex.org