The Sword-Bearing Attendant

Rewriting and updating... A prickly sword attendant who loves pretty faces x a sickly, beautiful sword cultivator - As the caretaker of the peerless sword Lian Sanjiang, Lian Sanjiang had been obedient and well-behaved since childhood, living a secluded life and devoting herself heart and soul to serving the treasured blade. When the sword emerged and chose its master, her family would offer her up alongside it. Her grandfather's fingers dug into the flesh of her wrist as he gripped it. “Remember, the sword must choose the deputy sect leader seated to the sect leader's left.” That day, she looked through the wisps of smoke at an elderly man with wrinkled skin and shrewd eyes... then slowly bowed to the person at the far end on the right. The whole room erupted. It was the best decision she had ever made... and also the worst. - Hua Shi'ang: “Could you tell me again how you picked me out from a crowd of sword cultivators?” Lian Sanjiang: “As the attendant to a peerless sword, my standards for choosing its master are strict. They must have the potential to ascend to immortality...” Hua Shi'ang: “Oh?” Lian Sanjiang: “...And be handsome.” That's why Hua Shi'ang managed to charm her. At first, he seemed aloof, like a breath of fresh air untouched by worldly concerns. Who could have guessed he was actually... Lian Sanjiang: “Hua Shi'ang, your values are warped! You have no morals!” “Linking with a sword means sharing a bed with the sword... not with me!!” - On the day she escaped, Lian Sanjiang pointed her sword straight at Hua Shi'ang's throat. The sharp blade pressed against his skin, forcing his chin up. Hua Shi'ang bit his lower lip. “...Mm.” Lian Sanjiang: “Are you sick or something? Why are you blushing?! ...Hey! Don't pant! Hold it in!” Romance-focused / not a powerful female lead / not a wish-fulfillment story / my take on cultivation, with original settings Theme: All beings are equal