"However, in the Dark Star Realm, I transformed into a sword and can actually undergo rewriting... truly peculiar."

"I haven’t perished..."

When Ning Xunqiu held the Demon Sword, he resonated with it; the sword was an extension of his body. Despite the distance, he could feel its heartbeat-like "pulse," a very strange sensation.

He wasn’t dead, or perhaps he died and then lived again, surviving in an extremely unique way.

Transformed into a consciousness-like "Modo Realm" type of life.

"The Demon Sword resembles a Spirit Weapon, a weapon organism... but I don’t lack weapons. I need Martial Dao from other worlds to nurture myself, or cultivation resources akin to ’Void Celestial Spirit Seed.’"

Ning Xunqiu clearly understood what he desired.

Eight hundred years in the Qingxu Realm for Qi Cultivators might just be an ordinary retreat; the time is really too short.

It’s not easy for him to find a perfect path amidst the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth.

"Divine Sword? Red gem? What power does the Divine Sword, which the woman mentioned, possess to perceive the ’True Realm’? How strong is it really? Dark Star Realm must have an entirely new cultivation system."

Ning Xunqiu pondered for a moment, his gaze slightly tightened.

He didn’t choose to open a new world; a random world is too dependent on luck and can’t solve his current predicament.

"Moreover—the Demon Sword can bring me enlightenment in life, using a bit of fortune is equivalent to ten years of Dao practice, definitely worth it."

"Raise the stakes."

He looked at the Celestial Derivation Volume, picked up the pen, and wrote down.

[I transformed into a Demon Sword, sharing ’Qingxu Realm Sword Demon Ning Wushuang’s memory and talent, thus awakening consciousness from chaos, able to perceive the outside with ’Sword Demon Heart Eye.’]

[Should two points of fortune be permanently used to rewrite this life segment?]

"Rewrite."

[Permanent reduction of fortune by two points.]

[Fortune: Twenty-one~Seventy-one.]

...

[I sacrificed my soul to the sword, lost everything, and was used as a firewood stick by a lame cook in Beixuan County, Longfeng Building, who merely thought this non-metal non-gold black wood burned well.]

[Suddenly, in endless deathly silence, I felt an influx of enigmatic memories, ’Seventy-two Paths Cross Sword Technique,’ ’White Clouds Drifting Leisurely,’ reached Three Realms of Martial Arts at sixteen, unmatched in the world, defeated all heroes at twenty, vanquished Grandmasters, before the age of thirty massacred Jianghu, dominated the realm...]

[From the failure of Jin Country that year, my heart burned like dead ashes, becoming a beggar in White Cloud City, no longer cultivating Inner Qi, my body had long decayed, ultimately perished in the slaughter among Jin Country Palace Swordsmen and three thousand Armored Warriors.]

[A sharp, vague figure slowly turned around, he wore a Cyan Robe, indifferent eyes in dead silence, with no sword in hand, just standing quietly in the void, like transforming into a Sharp Sword slashing towards me.]

[That was another me.]

[I, Ning Wushuang, came back to life, accepting everything.]

[Neither sorrow nor joy, neither life nor death...]

[In despair, I woke up and found peace.

I quickly accepted the fact I became a sword, understanding it was likely my "Golden Finger."

Being able to share another self’s entire memory and talent, if several other selves from different worlds shared talents and memories, wouldn’t it be...

But the trigger condition for this Golden Finger seems somewhat strange, perhaps it only activates after another self dies, sharing talents and memories?

I kept this point in mind.

Then began checking cultivation methods in Sword Demon memories.

Ning Wushuang?

The last generation of Cyan Mountain’s glory, life like a meteor streaking across, fleeting brilliance, but it seems I’m more unfortunate.

This "Golden Finger" came too late, only after I was pushed into the furnace by Zhuang Xinyao and turned into an immobile sword?

And in Ning Wushuang’s memories, those Superior Ultimate Skills ’Seventy-two Paths Cross Sword Technique,’ ’White Clouds Drifting Leisurely,’ tell me, without hands or feet, unable to move, how do I practice these Ultimate Skills?

How do I seek revenge?

Too unfair.]

"You think I don’t want to be human? But this is the fixed reality of the Dark Star Realm, it can’t be changed, having clear consciousness is already fortunate."

Ning Xunqiu saw "himself" starting to complain and sighed.

Zhuang Xinyao expended efforts to forge the Divine Sword, surely related to the fundamental power of the Dark Star Realm.

Might even have the strength to influence the situation of a country.

He should be able to utilize this for rapid contact with the essence of Dark Star Realm, unfortunately, due to forcibly converting the Divine Sword to a Demon Sword before dying, its value diminished, leading to Zhuang Xinyao abandoning it.

He continued to look further.

[Forget it, let’s observe outside]

[I used ’Sword Demon Heart Eye’ to gaze outside, the sight was filled with antique buildings, my initial judgment was ancient times, at this moment a lame middle-aged man was adding firewood with the Demon Sword.

"Seeing" and "hearing" are such immense happiness, if I could feel reality, it’d be even better. A thought was born within me: could I "possess" the Sword Holder? How should I achieve this?]

[I could vaguely sense the emotions fluctuating within this lame man’s heart, there was some indescribable connection between us, although this link was so weak it was almost imperceptible.]

[Due to this lame man continuously using the Demon Sword for seven days, he naturally became the "Sword Holder." Unexpectedly, he didn’t fall into madness, instead, became more composed.]

[I have to find a way to switch to a younger "Sword Carrier," return to being human.]

[Thirty more days passed, through scattered fragments of information, I learned the lame man’s name was Liu Xiu, he once served as a Centurion in the Beixuan Army, his three sons all served in the army and heroically perished on the battlefield, now only a sixteen-year-old grandson, Liu Wei, remains at home.

By virtue of Liu Family’s war accomplishments.

Liu Wei could study and practice sword in ’Haohong Academy,’ with outstanding results, being rated as "Seventh Chief" for five consecutive years, in the final year as Chief, upon graduation capable of becoming "Hidden Dragon," exempt from tuition fees, supported by academy resources, having the opportunity to become a "Swordsman." ]

[Regarding Liu Wei’s achievements, neighbors often conversed with Liu Xiu, praising Liu Wei’s future potential to soar high, which seemed to be Liu Xiu’s greatest pride.]

[I silently committed these details to memory.]

[Days later, Liu Xiu also noticed the exceptional nature of the cold "Demon Sword," free from nightmare disturbances. He gradually realized it might be a treasured artifact, secretly bringing it home.

At night at home, he and grandson Liu Wei practiced ’Swordsman’ basics, a very simplified quick sword, an efficient and swift Sword Skill. I merely glanced a few times and fully grasped it, without any extraordinary power.

Until late night, Liu Xiu began teaching Liu Wei a Breathing Technique—’Gentle Breeze Breathing Technique.’

It was a very special frequency.

Buzzing~

In that instant, deep within Liu Xiu’s mind resonated indescribably with ’Sword Demon Heart Eye.’

As if an unseen thread guided his consciousness, transcending reality’s boundaries, entering an unfamiliar yet vast dark domain.

Here, was a realm without boundaries, without end, resembling the other side of the universe, an infinite void.

In this space, Liu Xiu felt an unprecedented loneliness and insignificance, his consciousness drifting here like a speck of dust roaming the endless cosmos.

I and Liu Xiu looked up, caught sight of strange vengeful spirits and Exotic Beasts of various forms, wandering in the void.

These Exotic Beasts were covered in peculiar scales or carapaces, traversing between galaxies, chasing light and shadow.

It seemed to constitute a vast cosmic forest.

Here——truly is the "Dark Star Realm"!!]

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