Free Web NovelChapter 718: Chapter 78: A Request
"You mean, you’re being controlled by destiny, unable to break free?"
Pure Beauty Star, Paradise Restaurant.
Han Zhan picked up his teacup again, only to find that the water in his cup had unknowingly been emptied.
"That’s exactly what I mean."
"So now, I want to ask you to help me break free."
Luo Qiuhong nodded and said.
"Why me?"
"Because I sensed its fear."
Luo Qiuhong looked at the National Sorrow Sword beside her and provided an unexpected answer to Han Zhan.
"Although I am a sword slave, I can also feel its emotions, whether it’s madness, bloodthirst, excitement, or fear."
"The National Sorrow Sword exhibited two abnormalities in the boxing ring. Once on Ring Three, and once on Ring One."
Han Zhan nodded slightly.
He remembered the situations both times.
During Ring Three, he noticed the unusual nature of Luo Qiuhong’s National Sorrow Sword. As a sword cultivator of the same level as himself, the National Sorrow Sword should also have reacted.
On Ring One, it was the Xuanyuan Sword that was suddenly infused with sword intent, uncontrollably released, and quickly subdued by himself.
Because of the different situations, the emotional feedback from the National Sorrow Sword also differed.
The first time, the National Sorrow Sword thought it had discovered a sword cultivator of equal strength, something "delicious and tasty."
The second time, it realized that might be a father.
"The National Sorrow Sword was afraid. This is the first time I’ve encountered such a situation as I’ve traveled through so many star domains."
"Whether I can break free and escape the bondage of the National Sorrow Sword and the identity of the sword slave, there’s only one chance."
As Luo Qiuhong spoke to the end, she unintentionally intensified her tone.
"Have you ever thought that this might also be destiny’s arrangement?"
Opposite, one sentence from Han Zhan made Luo Qiuhong look up sharply.
"Destiny is above us. It can make you happy, make you sad, make you passionate, or make you wish you were dead."
"It doesn’t belong to our dimension. This seems more like ’the mockery of destiny.’"
Can anyone really break free from the shackles of destiny, escape, and not be controlled by it?
"No, no." Unexpectedly, after a moment of thought, Luo Qiuhong shook her head.
"You might have forgotten who the real protagonist is."
Could it be that you also realized it’s me? Han Zhan almost blurted out.
Fortunately, Luo Qiuhong spoke faster than him.
"The real protagonist is the National Sorrow Sword."
"Compared to it, the constraints of destiny on me are much less. Even if something goes wrong with me, the impact on it is limited."
Luo Qiuhong paused as she spoke.
After a few tens of seconds, the door of the private room was pushed open.
A waiter pushed a dining cart in, placed dish after dish on the table, and then closed the door again.
At this time, Han Zhan continued:
"Even if everything you said is true, why should I help you?"
"Help you fight against destiny?"
Fighting against destiny, just by the sound of it, seemed incredibly difficult and inherently uncertain.
Just one meal to persuade someone to risk their life seemed too cheap.
"As long as you can defeat it, you can gain a portion of authority."
Authority indeed is an absolute temptation for a Tier Nine Ultimate Powerhouse.
Three portions of authority can lay the foundation for the Great Dao and ascend to divinity.
However, Han Zhan did not lack it.
He owned six Divine Soldiers and one Void Origin, enough to extract at least seven portions of authority.
Moreover, the Great Dao he pursued might not align with the authority Luo Qiuhong offered.
What others coveted, Han Zhan might not even care about.
Han Zhan shook his head without hesitation, catching Luo Qiuhong off guard.
He didn’t want the authority? Then what could possibly attract him... Luo Qiuhong thought about this, suddenly blushing as she said, "As long as you can help me break free, I will serve you to the best of my ability for a day!"
"???" Han Zhan leaned back tactically.
Goodness.
The original request was to help break free, now it’s become helping to undress.
Not only would he have to help fight against destiny, but also sell himself?
"You’re dreaming!" Han Zhan cursed.
Luo Qiuhong’s face turned even redder, unsure if it was from shame or anger.
Forget it, I’ll ask myself... To prevent Luo Qiuhong from saying something more outrageous, like something in the private room, Han Zhan took the initiative to ask.
"Have you and the National Sorrow Sword encountered anything strange on the Sword Hero Star?"
"Like someone particularly mysterious."
"A mysterious figure? Of course, the National Sorrow Sword was gifted to me by a mysterious person." Luo Qiuhong answered without hesitation.
"He said his name was Dawn."
...
Pure Beauty Paradise, Ring One.
Luo Keyang anxiously waited for a while but still didn’t see Han Zhan return to "demand an explanation."
"Could it be that they went on a date and got a room?"
"With that frail body of his, wouldn’t he be crushed, tsk, tsk, tsk."
As Luo Keyang was imagining these scenes, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
"What are you thinking about? Your smile looks a bit lewd."
Seeing Luo Qiuhong suddenly appear, Luo Keyang nearly choked on his own saliva.
"You weren’t badmouthing me behind my back, were you? Why do you look so guilty."
"No, absolutely not!"
Luo Keyang shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Lord Luo, how could I possibly badmouth you? Even with ten guts, I wouldn’t dare!"
As the manager of the Life Span Boxing Ring, Luo Keyang had some skills in controlling his expressions, and he quickly cleared his mind, continuing to ask:
"Is Lord Luo ready for today’s ring challenge?"
Luo Qiuhong nodded slightly, "It’s ready to begin."
After saying that, she headed straight for Ring One.
Today, three Tier Nine Ultimate Powerhouses registered, all famous figures in various star domains.
It seemed the temptation of authority was indeed significant for them.
Due to Luo Qiuhong’s six consecutive wins yesterday, the ticket prices for Ring One had multiplied several times today.
Once Luo Qiuhong’s series ends, the Life Span Boxing Ring’s revenue should break historical records, creating a new peak in earnings.
Thinking of this, Luo Keyang’s mood improved significantly, recovering from the shock of Luo Qiuhong’s sudden appearance.
Just then, a flustered figure appeared at the door.
"Milord... someone wants to register for tonight’s Ring One challenge match!"
"Someone else registered? That’s good news, ten people, ten wins, perfect ten! Why are you panicking?"
Luo Keyang’s smile grew even brighter.
The subordinate hesitated, showing a difficult expression as he spoke: "But the one who registered is a bit special."
"Special? What’s special about them?"
"The registrant is your newly appointed Level 3 Venue Manager at the Life Span Boxing Ring."
"The challenger is named Han Zhan!"
