After Rebirth, My Junior Sister Took Away My Sword Spirit

On the day when the Lingchuan Sword Abyss was opened, I snatched away the rusty broken sword from my little junior sister. The elders of the same sect considered and advised me: "A broken sword is too broken to be of much use. It is not as good as the Wangshu Sword, which condenses the essence of the moon and can be called the best sword in the world." But in my previous life, I was the master of Wangshu Sword. I fed Wangshu with my blood for two hundred years, but I made a wedding dress for my little junior sister. On the day when the demons attacked, Wang Shujian pushed me into the hands of the cruel demons in order to protect my junior sister from leaving safely. I was tortured to death and watched the two of them leave. This time, I gave Wangshu Sword to her. The little junior sister should also experience the taste of taking blood to nourish a sword.