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Chapter 111: Senti – "Shenzhou's Swordbreaking Chronicles? Is this book any good? Lend it to me for a few days."

Fusion Warrior?

Hearing this term, Hokuto maintained a calm expression, but deep down, he was silently roasting the idea.

"If I were a Fusion Warrior, I'd be holding a leadership position in World Serpent already.

"Instead of working under Otto, that old schemer?"

"Wait, no... There aren't that many Fusion Warriors.

"And even fewer could have survived to this era…"

As Hokuto pondered how to respond, the great and mighty Herrscher of Sentience had already begun her own deduction.

"Even if there were more, I should still remember you. Because I am the real Phoenix, the real Fu Hua!"

As she spoke, Senti stomped her foot, clearly frustrated by the situation.

Perhaps, at this very moment, she was locked in an intense debate with the Fu Hua inside her mind.

"Oh! I see how it is now!"

"You're actually Otto's hidden ace!"

"A next-generation Fusion Warrior enhanced with Honkai Beast genes! Right? Right? I totally nailed it, didn't I?!"

After an intense bout of "flawless" reasoning, the Herrscher of Sentience arrived at this ridiculous conclusion.

Honestly, her thought process was impressive.

She had somehow connected the dots in the most nonsensical way possible.

But at least… it looked like she wasn't planning to continue the fight.

Good—now there's some room to maneuver.

Hokuto needed to find a way to handle this newly awakened Herrscher.

"May I ask if you are truly Fu Hua?"

"Of course! I am Fu Hua, and Fu Hua is me!"

Senti pointed a thumb at herself with absolute arrogance, as if she were afraid people might not recognize her.

It was clear—at this moment, she desperately wanted someone to acknowledge her as Fu Hua.

"Ah, it's been a long time, Fu Hua. Back when I worked for Schicksal, I had the honor of seeing you a few times. Though, you probably didn't notice me back then."

"Say that again!"

Senti suddenly cut him off, her tone unusually sharp.

Thrown off by her reaction, Hokuto had no choice but to repeat himself.

"…Back when I worked for Schicksal?"

"No, before that!"

"Uh… It's been a long time, Fu Hua?"

And the moment those words left Hokuto's lips—

"HELL YEAH!"

Senti jumped up in excitement, clapping her hands together before stretching one out toward him.

"Yes, yes! It's been a long time, my unfamiliar old friend!"

...Yep. That's totally something Senti would do.

As Hokuto internally roasted her antics, he sighed and decided to play along.

"Did you come back to Taixu Mountain because you missed home?"

"That's right!"

Senti placed her hands behind her back, adopting the air of a wise, world-weary sage.

"In the past, I wasn't strong enough. I foolishly listened to that guy's nonsense and got tricked.

"But now, I've awakened!"

"I came back here to settle things once and for all!"

"From now on, I'll live properly—no more getting played like a fool!"

Her voice carried a mix of regret for the past and determination for the future.

At this moment, Senti had completely convinced herself that she was Fu Hua.

And that she was going to live as Fu Hua.

But… that was never going to happen.

Because right now, the real Fu Hua was definitely arguing back inside her head.

Two minds, one body—

Who would truly be in control?

There had to be a final decision.

"You... probably don't understand me well enough."

"That's why you can't prove that I'm the real Fu Hua."

Senti sighed dramatically, as if she regretted the circumstances.

"And I can't be sure whether you're a threat or not."

"So—she can leave. But you have to stay so I can keep an eye on you."

Rita gets to leave, and I have to stay?

Hokuto felt a sudden surge of frustration.

Damn it!

Damn Otto! Why the hell did he send me to Taixu Mountain in the first place?!

At this point, running away was definitely not an option.

If he tried to escape, Senti would see him as an enemy—and that would be a huge problem.

Looks like I'll have to let Rita off the hook for now…

With that in mind, Hokuto retracted his ice armor and helped Rita up.

He glanced around, then turned to Senti and asked:

"Uh… Can you bring me a few buckets of water?"

"Huh? Sure! Leave it to me!"

Without a second thought, Senti hopped onto her flying sword and took off.

A moment later, she flew back.

"Wait a second! What if you run away while I'm gone?!"

"Uh… It's just a couple of buckets of water, right? Shouldn't take you long? If you don't trust me, why don't I go fetch it while you stay here and keep watch?"

Hokuto furrowed his brow, pretending to look concerned.

"A guarantee? No need. Here, take this."

With a casual flick of her wrist, Senti tossed a jet-black feather toward him.

Leaving that behind as a safeguard, she then turned and flew away.

Holding the still-warm feather, Hokuto suddenly felt a strange sensation.

It was as if… someone was watching him.

However, when he turned around—

There was nothing but scattered rocks, trees, and weeds.

"Is this supposed to scare me? Is this one of her little tricks?"

"Little tricks?! Excuse you! I'll have you know, this technique is amazing!"

"I can see your every move right now!"

Before Hokuto even finished speaking, Senti's voice rang out from the feather.

Huh... so this thing works as both a surveillance tool and a communicator?

"Ahaha, I see, I see. Very impressive."

"By the way, have you finished fetching the water?"

"Almost! Just looking for a bucket—oh! Found one!"

Shortly after, Senti returned.

Hokuto took the two buckets of water she brought back and proceeded to perform the grand ritual—

"The Water Splash Wake-Up Technique."

After dousing Rita with nearly an entire bucket, she finally began to stir.

"Hmm? Mr. Hokuto? You're… still in one piece?"

"Wow. You sound almost disappointed."

Hokuto rolled his eyes, setting the bucket aside before helping her up.

Then, he cleared his throat and whispered:

"If you don't want to die, just follow my lead when I talk. Got it? If you understand, blink twice."

Rita blinked twice in confusion.

But before she could ask anything,

A certain Herrscher made her presence known.

"Oi! What were you two whispering about just now?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing. I was just checking if she was injured."

Hokuto waved his hands dismissively, then turned to properly introduce Senti.

"Rita, this here is Fu Hua—

"The real Fu Hua."

"Yes! That's right!"

Senti beamed with pride, nodding enthusiastically.

It was obvious that she really wanted someone to recognize her as the real Fu Hua.

"Oh, I understand now. Then, Miss Fu Hua, would you be willing to let us go?"

"You can leave. As for him..."

Senti raised a finger, pointing at Rita, then shifted it toward Hokuto.

"I need to borrow him for a while. Don't worry, I won't break him."

Rita: ???

Hearing this 'Fu Hua's' words, Rita was completely dumbfounded.

What exactly is this Herrscher planning?

She turned to look at Hokuto, only to see him pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Don't think too much about it. She just wants me to stay at Taixu Mountain for a few days."

"Once you get back to headquarters, just report this to the Bishop as it is."

"Oh, understood. Then, Mr. Hokuto..."

Rita gripped the handle of her scythe tightly, but ultimately did not have the resolve to continue fighting.

She knew very well that with her current Valkyrie battlesuit, she stood no chance against a Herrscher.

If she continued to fight, the situation would only worsen.

So…

"Please take care of yourself. I will leave enough supplies for you at the ship's landing site."

After saying this, Rita bowed politely and left.

As the transport ship ascended and left Taixu Mountain, it felt as though everything had come to an end.

But for Hokuto—this was just the beginning.

"That went smoother than I expected. I thought she'd insist on fighting me to keep you from staying."

Senti grinned and stretched lazily.

"Looks like this 'Schicksal' organization isn't as united as I thought."

"Uh, I suddenly have a question… Now that I'm staying, where exactly am I supposed to sleep?"

"Huh. Good point. That is something we need to think about…"

She paused, then snapped her fingers.

"Oh! I just remembered—someone lives nearby. Let's go borrow a place to stay!"

With a carefree wave of her hand, Senti turned and started walking.

Hokuto had no choice but to follow, the two of them heading toward the village at the foot of Taixu Mountain.

While walking, Senti bombarded him with random questions.

Like—

"How's Schicksal doing lately?"

"Has Taixu Mountain changed much?"

"Why exactly did you come here?"

Hokuto answered selectively.

"Me? I came here to investigate your story."

"Hahahaha! Investigate me?"

Senti laughed heartily, puffing out her chest with confidence.

"That's easy! If you wanna know something, just ask!"

Her tone was full of smugness, as if she could answer anything with absolute certainty.

Well—considering she had fought against all three major factions, she did have the credentials to say that.

"Alright then. What happened in your past?"

"My past, huh…? I was betrayed over and over again. Seven disciples, that damn Bishop…"

She gritted her teeth, but her expression wasn't quite furious—more like… distant.

"Because of those people, I've died twice. The worst ones were those seven traitors. They…"

She paused.

"…I don't remember. Whatever. They were awful, that's all you need to know!"

Senti huffed in frustration.

But her tone made it sound less like she was talking about herself—

And more like she was recounting someone else's story.

She didn't reveal any real details.

"And… that's it?"

"Ugh! So annoying! I've lived so damn long, died a few times, too—

"How the hell am I supposed to remember every little thing?!"

Senti, officially, had 'given up.'

Or rather…

The Fu Hua inside her head probably didn't know much either.

Seeing this, a thought suddenly popped into Hokuto's mind.

"System—if I make someone outside the livestream experience an emotional reaction, do I get rewards too?"

[Yes. However, these rewards will not contribute to the livestream's total heat rating.]

"That works for me."

After getting the answer he wanted, Hokuto pulled out a scroll from his pocket.

"This is my latest archaeological discovery."

"Hmm? What's this? Hmm... These characters say Chronicles of the Severed Sword of Shenzhou, right?"

Senti took the scroll and examined it carefully.

As she looked over it, she started asking questions.

"This book must be a few hundred years old, right? What's it about?"

"It's about the past of the Crimson Immortal."

The moment she heard that answer, Senti's eyes immediately lit up.

She clutched the scroll excitedly, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke.

"My past? Amazing, I want this. Can I borrow it for a few days?"

"Go ahead, just don't ruin it."

Hokuto waved his hand dismissively, like an adult handing a toy to a child.

And Senti, now in possession of her new 'toy', eagerly began reading.

The text was ancient, but thanks to the lingering memories in her mind, it wasn't too difficult for her to read.

The book even included illustrations, though their distinctly modern artistic style might have raised some suspicions.

Of course, those details didn't concern Senti at all.

Right now, her entire focus was on the words in front of her.

"In the boundless darkness, the fallen immortal's consciousness was born once more..."

At first, this newly awakened awareness was as small and faint as the first light in the void.

Its power was weak—

It could not receive sensory input,

It could not issue neural commands.

Yet, despite the chaos, it clung to existence, reaching outward blindly—

It had yet to realize its own death.

Or rather—

It refused to acknowledge its own death.

By all conventional understanding, the immortal should have perished.

Her right foot was severed at the ankle.

The tendons in both arms were ruined.

Her internal organs were completely destroyed.

And the most severe wound—

A sword had pierced her forehead,

Cut through her brain,

And exited the back of her skull.

For any normal person, even one of these wounds would have been fatal.

But—

An immortal is neither bound by death nor oblivion.

She had lived for a thousand years without perishing.

Her soul had endured ten thousand years without fading.

A being who had overturned the laws of mortality—

The only true immortal in all of Shenzhou.

And now—

The broken body lying silently in this stone chamber had once been such an existence.

Thus—

From one nerve at a time,

From one shattered fragment of flesh,

The immortal's brain and body began the long process of restoration.

She absorbed every ounce of Qi from her surroundings,

Weaving back her torn skin,

Rejoining her severed bones,

Restitching her fragmented muscles,

Restoring her damaged organs…

Little by little,

The immortal's 'consciousness' regained perception.

She saw the strands of light and shadow intertwining through the small window of the stone chamber, moving east to west, then west to east.

She smelled the stench of ant and insect corpses, mixed with the fading scent of withered grass, swirling endlessly through the air.

She heard the sound of fallen leaves touching the earth as summer gave way to autumn,

She felt the gentle sway of branches embracing the snowfall.

She also felt pain, soreness, numbness, swelling, itching…

A ceaseless, voiceless torment echoing throughout her entire body.

A thousand tribulations bore down upon her,

A hundred agonies weighed on her flesh,

This suffering seemed endless.

An unending cycle of restoration—

An unending cycle of agony.

Yet, the immortal remained silent.

"Who… am I?"

Her mind was still in chaos.

She remembered some things… but had forgotten far more.

"Where… is this place?"

Her memories were scattered,

Fragments of words and moments that refused to form the answers she sought.

At that thought,

A long-forgotten emotion surged in her chest.

Seven—

Seven people who were closest to her.

Seven swords that had accompanied her the longest.

Seven individuals who conspired together, trapping her in their snare.

Seven blades that formed an inescapable web, cutting her down.

"Why?"

"Aaaaaahhh!! WHY?! Why did they kill her?!"

Senti, completely immersed in the story, shouted in frustration, stomping her feet angrily.

At the same time, a system notification rang in Hokuto's mind.

[Due to your book, the Herrscher of Sentience feels sorrow. You have gained 1,140 crystals!]

[Due to your book, the Herrscher of Sentience feels anger. You have gained 1,140 crystals!]

[Due to your book…]

And it didn't stop there.

The notifications kept coming, one after another.

Hokuto, watching Senti's emotional outburst, couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of Senti, such a straightforward child… her emotions are just too easy to stir up."

 End of Chapter 111