Free Web NovelChapter 716: Chapter 76: Fate’s Puppet on Strings
Han Zhan’s body leaned slightly backward, with a look of astonishment.
"Are you kidding me?"
A Tier Nine Ultimate Powerhouse, moreover one who has consecutively slain six Tier Nine Ultimates, is actually pleading for death from him?
This isn’t funny.
This conversation is like walking down the street and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed entirely normally suddenly inviting one to a hotel room.
The first reaction of a normal person would never be to readily agree, but instead to worry if there is any conspiracy, or if it’s a honey trap.
"If this is still a test, I suggest skipping them."
"My time is limited, and such exchanges with you are meaningless."
Han Zhan said in a deep voice.
Luo Qiuhong shook her head, her face calm, but her eyes slightly lifted, with emotions raging in their depths.
"Since you accepted my invitation, you must be somewhat curious about me."
"You can listen to me first, and after I’m done, you’ll be able to judge truth from falsehood."
Luo Qiuhong raised her hand, as if there was an invisible thread tied to her wrist that they couldn’t see.
Her gaze fell again on the ancient sword lying quietly beside her, showing complex emotions in her eyes.
Seeing Han Zhan’s silence and lack of opposition, Luo Qiuhong continued to speak.
The following words caused a mighty storm to stir in Han Zhan’s heart.
"I know all of this is hard to understand, so I intend to tell you my story."
"I’m not a native of Sword Hero Star."
"To be precise, I’m a Transmigrator to Sword Hero Star."
Hearing the words "Transmigrator" from Luo Qiuhong’s mouth, the shock in Han Zhan’s heart nearly reached its peak.
Even when facing deities like [Yi Fan], or primordial beings like [Ji], his inner turmoil was never this intense!
Because Luo Qiuhong said she was a Transmigrator!
This term, since Han Zhan transmigrated to Blue Star, was the first and only time he heard it.
His hand gripping the teacup tightened slightly, waiting for Luo Qiuhong’s next words.
"I come from Yilu Star."
"My original homeland was a planet with highly advanced technology, ruled by Intelligent Mechanisms, where other life forms could only be enslaved and become their vassals."
"As a low-level slave, to survive, I was selected to participate in a scientific project on Yilu Star—a study on the isomorphic conjugation of cosmic fluctuations and transmission frequencies."
"In that scientific project, I, like other humans, were used as guinea pigs, inserted into different frequencies of cosmic transmission wavelengths."
The result was clear.
The experiment failed.
As a test subject, Luo Qiuhong could not emerge from the isomorphic conjugation device; she was teleported into the ’unknown.’
To the Intelligent Mechanism scientists of Yilu Star, the test subject named ’Luo Qiuhong’ was utterly dead.
Different frequencies, different transmission wavelengths, without any protective measures.
Not even one in ten thousand, one in a hundred thousand, or even one in a million chance of success.
But Luo Qiuhong succeeded.
She transmigrated to an entirely unfamiliar planet, Sword Hero Star.
Initially, it was thought that as a cosmic transmigrator, with no survival skills or strength, she would soon perish on this planet.
However, her life’s destiny changed drastically afterward, as if boosted with a cheat.
"I encountered this sword."
"It recognized me as its master, and through blood sacrifice refinement, made me a Sword Cultivator."
Listening to Luo Qiuhong’s story to this point, Han Zhan’s heart had never ceased its state of shock.
Because it was so similar.
Not that Luo Qiuhong’s golden finger was similar to his, but that this ordinary and mundane life suddenly grafted on entirely different life’s trajectories, almost identical in process!
This explained why Luo Qiuhong, despite being from Sword Hero Star, seemed so unfamiliar with Sword Dao.
Because she transmigrated to Sword Hero Star; her entire Sword Dao came from the sword in her hand!
This point aligned with some of Han Zhan’s previous speculations.
"What’s the name of that sword?" Han Zhan suddenly asked.
"The sword’s name is National Sorrow." Luo Qiuhong answered without concealment.
As she uttered the words National Sorrow, the sword and its scabbard emitted a strange red glow,
especially the red gemstone embedded in the hilt, resembling a demon’s eye slowly opening.
This made Han Zhan frown sharply, seemingly discovering the final clue.
"Your sword is ominous."
Han Zhan’s words were few, but they contained a lot of information.
Faced with his evaluation, Luo Qiuhong revealed a smile, but it was a bitter smile.
"Yes, ominous." She nodded slightly in agreement with Han Zhan’s words, "but at that time I knew nothing of these."
"Moreover, it indeed saved me many times; without it, I would have already died on Sword Hero Star, perished under the siege of various Sword Sects."
As Luo Qiuhong continued her story, the final curtain on her and the National Sorrow Sword was slowly lifted.
The National Sorrow Sword seemed to be a legendary Divine Sword on Sword Hero Star.
Luo Qiuhong, having obtained and made it recognize her as its master, was hunted down by other Sword Sect sects on Sword Hero Star.
In battle after battle, the terrifying fangs of the National Sorrow Sword were slowly awakened.
Slaughter, bloodlust, growing more valiant in battle.
These were Luo Qiuhong’s evaluations of the National Sorrow Sword, and its three most significant labels.
"The National Sorrow Sword, through slaughter, can seize a massive amount of cultivation and reciprocate to itself."
"But as the wielder of the National Sorrow Sword, every additional use amplifies the inner desire for blood."
"And if continuously defeating powerful opponents, the Sword’s momentum climbs progressively, reaching greater heights."
This was why Luo Qiuhong chose to enter Pure Beauty Paradise.
"At Tier Nine Peak, the National Sorrow Sword met a bottleneck. To break it, it had to fight peers, but Tier Nine Peak in Sword Hero Star and the surrounding Star Domain was already invincible."
"So it chose to enter Pure Beauty Paradise; only the Life Span Boxing Ring could fulfill its demands."
Han Zhan noticed that in describing these events and decisions, Luo Qiuhong used ’it,’ not ’I.’
Such narrative style seemed impossible to change deliberately.
Unless, there was only one possibility.
With her description, recalling her behavior of holding the sword versus not holding it on the boxing ring, Han Zhan suddenly looked at Luo Qiuhong.
The latter nodded under Han Zhan’s probing gaze.
"Yes, your guess is correct."
"I am merely a Puppet, a Sword Slave, and the one enslaving me is this National Sorrow Sword!"
"Because of six consecutive battles with Tier Nine Ultimates, the National Sorrow Sword temporarily fell silent, granting me a chance to act on my own."
"I am nothing but a marionette under the orchestration of fate."
