Frostbite of the Green Frost Sword

Ye Ying had always thought his sword was a peerless divine weapon, because he could hear the voice of its sword spirit. Every day, he would hold his sword and admire the flowers, keeping it company. Life was blissfully peaceful. But when he stood at the very peak, that voice, with its faint metallic hum, would never sound again. Everyone said that Ye Ying had only the sword in his heart, and only the sword in his life. They were absolutely right. He had turned himself into a "sword." As he died with the sword in his arms, only one thought filled his mind... I want to see you... She was a swordswoman who, through a twist of fate, became a sword and accompanied another swordsman on his journey to the top. Only then did she suddenly remember that 710 years lay between them. A few things to know: 1. The heroine is a native disciple of the Ming Dynasty's Junzi Hall. While practicing swordplay, she fell down a waterfall, and her soul transmigrated into the sword in Zhuang Hua's hands. Don't let the blurb scare you, this isn't a tragedy. 2. The author mostly plays Age of Wushu and knows it pretty well. I haven't played much of Jian Wang 3, so please go easy on me if there are any inaccuracies. _(:зゝ∠)_ 3. Honestly, I don't think you need to have played either game to enjoy this. ⊙ω⊙ 4. Please be civil, and don't attack the author personally. _(:зゝ∠)_