The White Jade Sword.
A blade carved by Yue'er herself, a gift from wife to husband...a weapon so pure, so refined, that it defied time itself.
And yet...the true power of the sword never lay within its craftsmanship.
It lay within the one who resided inside it.
Yingying.
The Immortal Sword Spirit.
She had been dormant for thousands of years, weakened, her strength lost.
And yet...Even in her weakened state.
She didn't allow anyone to wield the sword.
For generations, cultivators tried to claim it.
For centuries, masters tried to subdue it.
But none succeeded.
Until Bai Yujian.
A child drenched in blood, lost in tragedy, grasping onto the sword in desperation.
A girl who should've been too weak.
And yet—
The moment she held the blade, the dormant soul within it reawakened.
She nurtured it.
She fed it her Qi.
And the White Jade Sword once again became a force to be reckoned with.
If Bai Yujian became a Sword Saint—
