Don't Slander People, This Sword Spirit Doesn't Care!

My name is Xia Long, and I am a sword. A peerless magic sword sealed in a sea of ​​blood, tied with eighteen chains, and unable to move. Good news: I'm out of my mind. Bad news: My savior seemed a little cold, but luckily she survived. In order to find someone to talk to, I decided to trick her into becoming my "Master". "Girl, are you my master?" She turned pale with fright: "I don't dare!" … Okay, I admit, I may have taken the joke a little too far. But now that we are here, we have to do something. So—— Zhengdao sees her as a scourge, and I teach her what a real scourge is. The devil regards her as an ant, so I taught her what dimensionality reduction strikes are. Will the Son of Destiny step on her to ascend to the throne? Sorry, I asked you about the one in my hand first... Oh no, you asked me, Goldfinger, first. This is the story of a demonic sword spirit who is trapped to the point of going crazy, and a demonic little transparent who is always worried that he will be killed, and they run wild in the world of immortality. ——"Wait, did you really just want to find someone to chat with?" ——"What else?" ——"... Can you have some awareness of the peerless magic sword?" —— TransformationNot Marrying