My name is Ya Jiu, and I am the sword spirit of a peerless, famed blade.

My master is named Sheng Wenxiu, known to all as Master Jixuan—a man so beautiful he could topple kingdoms.

The pity of it is that I am not my master's only sword. I share my lodgings with a whole rowdy crowd of colleagues in the Sword Collection Pavilion of the Shushan Sect.

Perhaps, to my master, I am nothing more than a weapon that can be swapped out at any moment. But as a divine sword of unwavering devotion, though my master wrongs me a thousand times over, I treat him as I would a first love. And though peach blossoms bloom in droves around him, I press on in my struggle to become his one and only treasured blade...

That, and lazing about through the dull days with that ragtag mob of sword spirits...