My Master Is Too Sword-Crazy!

"Eating hot pot and singing away, so how did I end up transmigrating?" Gu Huai asked, puzzled. "Well, fine, I can live with transmigrating. But why am I not even a person?" Gu Huai, transmigrated into a rusty iron sword, silently lamented his fate. But this sword seemed to have quite the history... "An Emperor's treasured sword? Fused with the remnants of an Emperor's soul?" From the memories of the remnant soul, Gu Huai gained not only countless cultivation techniques and combat skills. He... or rather, it also discovered that it could absorb the power of whoever wielded it to strengthen itself, and even take human form. "Young lady, craving some milk... I mean, power? Just let big brother absorb your battle qi for three years, and you can become a Battle Emperor!"