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Ye Qinghe, a wandering swordswoman who believes her worth lies only in her strength, inherits an ancestral blade that holds an ancient soul. Each spring, when the peach blossoms open, the sword spirit Lan Zheyu takes human form, and each day he grows more real, she grows weaker. Beneath the hilt wrap are carved three names: the blade's previous masters, who did not survive the third bloom. Two people who both believe they are nothing more than weapons must fall in love, outlast a hunter from her own past, and choose to break the bond itself, not the sword, by giving up half of who they are, together.
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Ye Qinghe, a wandering swordswoman who believes her worth lies only in her strength, inherits an ancestral blade that holds an ancient soul. Each spring, when the peach blossoms open, the sword spirit Lan Zheyu takes human form, and each day he grows more real, she grows weaker. Beneath the hilt wrap are carved three names: the blade's previous masters, who did not survive the third bloom. Two people who both believe they are nothing more than weapons must fall in love, outlast a hunter from her own past, and choose to break the bond itself, not the sword, by giving up half of who they are, together.
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