Yangzhou, Lin Mansion...
"Mom, what kind of sword is this?" The five-year-old girl asked her mother innocently, pointing to a sword on the case that emitted a coquettish light blue light. She, Lin Qianqian, the eldest lady of the Lin family, lived a life without worrying about food and clothing since she was a child, which gave her an innocent and childish character. She really didn't know whether to be happy or worried. After all, she had never suffered. If it hadn't been for that uproar, she might have lived the life of a young lady all her life.
"Qian'er, don't touch it, it is an ominous sword. Just to suppress its resentment, the Lin family will always provide it." Mrs. Lin frowned and pulled back her daughter's white, soft hands, but she didn't know how many people's blood those beautiful hands would be stained in the future.
"Is it an ominous sword? What an interesting name!" The girl murmured. After all, she was just a child, and she had no ominous concept in her heart. At that time her heart was pure, like a snow lotus.
All she knew was that she liked the dim silver-blue light. So, whenever she was in a bad mood, she would secretly run to see the sword. She didn't know why, but every time she saw the "ominous sword" her mother-in-law called, she would feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart. She didn't know that when she saw that sword for the first time, she was already recognized by that rare and psychic sword as the Lord of Eternal Life.