Even If You Travel Through Time and Become a Sword, You Need to Debut in the C Position

I am a 996 social animal who died suddenly at my workstation. When I opened my eyes, I turned into a rusty ancient sword. It has been enshrined for three hundred years and no one cared about it until a skinny little girl came to wipe my ashes every day. Her name is Lin Jiujiu. She has no spiritual roots, no background, and no parents. Her only fate is to be sold by her family to a sixty-year-old man to fill a house. She cried and begged me to help her. My heart softened and I recognized her as my master. Then I discovered that this girl had some kind of terrifying bloodline sealed in her body, and my useless sword was actually left by her ancestors three hundred years ago to protect her. The pursuit of the Lin family, strife among clans, awakening of bloodline, ancient conspiracy... The good-for-nothing heroine holds a talkative sword and runs, cuts and grows all the way. "Lord Sword Spirit, they said I have no spiritual roots and cannot practice." "Fart, if that thing in your body is unsealed, the entire world of immortality will have to kneel down and call you ancestor." "Then where are we going now?" "First go and kill the guy who is chasing you, then go to the old man to settle the score, and finally - go back to the Lin family and ask them why they want to kill you." "Okay!" "Wait a minute, can you please don't throw me away when you're killing someone? I'm sick of the sword..." This is a story about a useless girl and a talkative sword spirit who save each other and grow together. There is laughter and tears, there is burning and sweetness.