[All Ronghe County swordsmen are dead.]

[Seven days later, the storm of the Breaking Sky Dragon Whale unpredictably sweeps through this place, extremely dangerous. This group of swordsmen observed for several days, figured out the pattern, and in the afternoon, there would be an hour of calm during the dragon whale storm.]

[These swordsmen took the risk of entering to seek treasure. They looked at the ravaged Wilderness Breath, the plain left with no complete remains, a stench of decay wafting, feeling both shocked and regretful.]

[Amazed by the power of "Flying Swallow Thirteen," who with one sword, annihilated all Ronghe County swordsmen, now a legend. They regretted that this swordsman with Sword Saint might fell like a meteor.]

[Dead means dead, can only live on in others’ words, the sentiment deeply resonates with me.]

[Amidst the Wilderness Breath, most of the sword artifacts were shattered by the storm, with only a few usable swords among them, and only the treasure artifacts of the four high-tier knights were slightly damaged.]

[They scoured the entire field but couldn’t find the "Flying Swallow Thirteen’s" Hidden Blade Sword.]

[My sword body, under the baptism of dragon whale storm and Ah Feng’s divine spirit, transformed from black to silver-white, mistaken as an ordinary sharp weapon, mixed among the "Sharp Sword" fragments.]

[In the Demon Sword, I heard them discuss that all these broken swords and fragments would be disposed of, melted down, and reforged.]

[If the Demon Sword were completely melted, I would die.]

[I don’t want to die.]

[Using the "Sword Demon Heart Eye," I tried to shake the sword body, but my will could not be transmitted outside, I could only hear, see, and could only descend when "despair" hit.]

[This sense of powerlessness, I must find a way to forcibly bind a "Sword Holder."]

[Three days later, the group of swordsmen began to divide the spoils, each hoping to gain one of the four treasure artifacts, resulting in mutual slaughter due to unfair distribution.]

[The victor was not the strongest leader but the shortest sixth brother, who acted last, using poisoned powder in his left hand and a swift sleeve sword coated with poison in his right.]

[This despicable action reminded me of some bad memories.]

[Sixth Brother was cautious, cleanly and efficiently handling traces, capable of disguising himself, hiding batches of fragmented swords, and for the next three months, I watched him dispose of the loot.]

[Soon it was my turn.]

[I didn’t know where I was taken, the sixth brother cleaning sword fragment after sword fragment across counties, exchanging them for gold and silver. After this job, he could retire and live as a wealthy man in Shangjing City.]

[Until he touched that half-length silver-white sword artifact, he found the blade to be blunt like a ruler. Upon closer inspection, the broken part was uneven yet extraordinarily hard.]

["This looks a bit like the Flying Swallow Thirteen’s Hidden Blade Sword!" The sixth brother was overjoyed, researching the Demon Sword every day.]

[On the third day, the sixth brother became the Sword Holder. The Demon Sword became light as a feather in his hand, recognizing it as truly a supreme treasure.]

[The next day, as the sixth brother prepared to leave, he encountered two high-tier knights comparing swords at the city gate. He turned to leave but it was too late, sword lights suddenly erupted, leaving the unfortunate sixth brother pierced by several swords, organs shattered, clutching the blood-stained Demon Sword, his eyes filled with unwillingness.]

[The Demon Sword was secretly hidden by a beggar.]

[...] 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The writing in the Celestial Derivation Volume stopped.

"Is that death?" Ning Xunqiu felt strange.

The cautious sixth brother died the fastest, perishing the day after becoming the Sword Holder.

Ring.

[Congratulations, your tumultuous life was evaluated as a white life in "Hidden Blade Sword": tomorrow and accidents, we don’t know which will come first. Reward: one tael of gold (available for collection)]

"Only one tael of gold as a reward." Ning Xunqiu, filled with doubt, claimed the gold and pondered, speculating, "Is it because this Demon Sword life was too short? Or because of the Sword Holder?"

"White life in ’Hidden Blade Sword’... Same book title but different life grades?"

He felt something was amiss.

The next day.

After cultivating, Ning Xunqiu used a bit of fortune to rewrite the Demon Sword life.

[Fortune minus one, current fortune: twenty-nine~seventy-one]

...

[A beggar accidentally obtained a silver-white Demon Sword, its sheen like silver flowing under the moonlight, shining brilliantly, obviously valuable. He carefully wrapped it in rags, tightly holding it in his bosom day and night, hoping to find an opportunity to trade it.]

[Three days later, he automatically became the Sword Holder.]

[The next day, the beggar, holding the Demon Sword, sought an opportunity to trade it. Just then, a group of knights in armor rode through the street. Unable to evade, the beggar was instantly knocked to the ground, blood spraying and staining the cobblestones.]

[The knight only glanced back briefly before spurring his horse, disappearing into the distance.]

...

Ring.

[Congratulations, your unpredictable life was evaluated as a white life in "Hidden Blade Sword": tomorrow and accidents, we don’t know which will come first. Reward: blood-stained rag (available for collection)]

"The beggar also died the day after becoming a Sword Holder." Ning Xunqiu did not claim the reward.

He knew he likely wasted two points of fortune.

"The Demon Sword, catalyzed by the spirits of Liu Xiu and Ah Feng, is already a top-grade weapon. A mortal holding it dies immediately? Because of the fate grid? Or fortune?!"

Ning Xunqiu suddenly recalled his own fortune.

When the new world was unlocked, he had vaguely sensed this.

Because if he rewrote life with just one point of fortune, the outcomes of those three openings were extremely miserable, unbearable to watch.

One was an immovable consciousness, the other a newborn fish, and another a beggar starved to death on the street.

If he only used one point of fortune to rewrite life, that bit of fortune would likely only allow the Demon Sword to pass among commoners, people like Liu Xiu and Ah Feng, but now anyone who touches the Demon Sword can’t escape death.

Not only that, the sixth brother was a swordsman who should have had two points of fortune, yet could not escape the fate of sudden death the next day.

"..." Ning Xunqiu realized, "In that case, to rewrite the Demon Sword life, at least three, or even more points of fortune are needed."

"To be safe, rewriting the Sword Demon’s life should start with five points of fortune."

Ning Xunqiu promptly made a decision, simply not wanting to lose too much.

In fact, this was just right, as he had already apprenticed under the Liuli Immortal Venerable, there was no rush at the moment. He spent the years absorbing the sudden increase in Dao practice, tempering his mottled magical power a bit.

Accompanying his junior sister.

It’s all about balance.

...

Cultivation knows no years, a decade passes in the blink of an eye.

On Cyan Cloud Peak, Ning Xunqiu opened his eyes. He had comprehended the "Jade Sky True Understanding", tempering magical power to stabilize his Dao practice, struggling to advance for three months. It was time to rewrite life.

He looked at the fortune column.

[Current fortune: nineteen~seventy-eight]

The increased seven points of fortune cap.

Were from Child Baiyun’s practice of the "Cyan Heaven Great Sun Burning Qi Scripture" taking on the Qi Cultivation Dao gaining two fortune points, and having Monkey transition to this method, gaining another five fortune points for Dharma transmission.

Decades later, when Monkey achieves the Celestial Martial Dao, he will be blessed with Martial Fortune.

It’s a pity that the martial path is as hard as ascending to heaven, achieving the "Undying Heart Spirit", requires first becoming the "Second Heaven’s Soldier Master" to have that Heart Fire, finding such martial geniuses is extremely difficult.

Ning Xunqiu took out the Celestial Derivation Volume, pondering over the "nineteen points of fortune" an idea suddenly struck:

"With my current five centuries of Dao practice, can I attain immortality early, and then find the Seal of Mountains and Rivers in advance, to nip Duan Hong in the bud?"

"Ha, the Human Emperor..."

...