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Sha Xing Sui is a hot-tempered Sword Venerable.
She's obsessed with swords, and she's furious every waking moment.
She learns that the ancient artifact she's spent years searching for is sealed within her own sect, and races back without delay. As luck would have it, she arrives just in time to witness her unreliable master die.
"I'm leaving the sect in your hands." With that, her master dumps the mess on her and kicks the bucket. She's furious.
The sect is a ramshackle ruin. She's furious.
Her unruly disciples slack off instead of cultivating. She's furious.
The treasury is so bare they can't scrape together a single spirit stone. She's furious.
Then she breaks through the sect's secret realm and discovers that the artifact sealed inside isn't a sword, but a young man.
He has a face so beautiful it's hard to tell whether he's male or female, with dark hair and pale skin. He's too beautiful to be human.
He doesn't look like much of a fighter.
And he refuses to turn into a sword for her to wield.
Not only is he cold, he also looks at her, his future master, with teasing eyes and says three words: "Get out."
Sha Xing Sui: ...
She was about to blow up, but then she remembered: this was her future beloved sword.
So she calmly said, "Never mind. I forgive your rudeness. You'll be mine to wield sooner or later."
Jiu Fei Yu: ? Where'd this shameless sword cultivator get all that confidence?
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Later, when the war between cultivators and demons breaks out, Sha Xing Sui goes to subdue the demons, suffers grave injuries, and disappears.
When Jiu Fei Yu finds her, she's covered in blood and on the verge of death.
"Sha Xing Sui, if you survive, how about I give you a chance?"
He loosens his robe, takes her hand, and presses it against his body.
"A chance to make me yours."
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After that day, rumors spread throughout the cultivation world that the fiendish Sha Xing Sui had acquired an ancient divine weapon.
The immortal sects are in a constant state of panic. Every scout they send to investigate is left with severed meridians and a stripped golden core by the mysterious young man at her side.
"You dare do something like this? Do you think Sha Xing Sui will let you get away with it?"
The young man twirls the dagger in his hand, lowers his head, and gives the other person a cruel, beautiful smile.
"Of course I dare."
"After all, I'm her precious treasure."
Sha Xing Sui has no patience for people, but she's very lenient with swords.
From the start, she knew Jiu Fei Yu was arrogant and capricious, sweet-tongued but treacherous, two-faced, and utterly ruthless.
But as long as he remained a divine weapon, she could turn a blind eye.
Still, she never expected that she wouldn't just stop minding those flaws, but would gradually find herself liking him more and more.
"Those swords are all dull and worthless. What's so great about them?" Jiu Fei Yu hooks an arm around her neck and gives a little snort, eyes narrowed. "I'm the best. You're only allowed to touch me."
He is a sword, a masterless, bloodthirsty blade that slashes anyone who crosses its path.
A blade that has never been controlled can, perhaps, make the slightest concession and submit to Sha Xing Sui.
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