I Can Traverse Multiple Worlds-Chapter 59: The 5-Year Pact
’Sect Leader of Celestial Sword Mountain, the current Sword Holder, Nangong Shuang!’
Wang Xiao stared at the figure that had suddenly appeared, a sharp glint in his eyes.
If there was anyone in this world who could truly threaten the Demon Lord, Linghu Yu, it was only Nangong Shuang, who was also a Celestial Being!
It was precisely because of Nangong Shuang’s existence that Linghu Yu, no matter how unhinged, did not dare to rashly invade the Central State.
After all, those High Tier Demon Cultivators were all waiting for Linghu Yu to be grievously injured so they could take his place!
Nangong Shuang’s white hair danced in the air. She was clad in a long dress, and an icy aura, tinged with a hint of frenzied killing intent, emanated from her.
Although she was over a hundred years old, not a single wrinkle could be seen on her face.
It was as if time had frozen for her!
The moment she appeared, the Celestial Sword in Xu Muying’s hand began to tremble violently, as if it had been summoned.
Immediately after, it transformed into a stream of light and appeared in her hand.
BUZZ!
The instant Nangong Shuang gripped the Celestial Sword, a searing light erupted from the spot between her eyebrows.
Then, an ethereal figure suddenly flew out from Nangong Shuang’s Forehead Mud Ball Palace.
It looked exactly like Nangong Shuang.
At that moment, Nangong Shuang had also performed Yin Spirit Shell Shedding!
The piercing light of the Celestial Sword converged entirely upon her Yin Spirit.
CLANG!
A heaven-soaring Sword Intent suddenly erupted and ran rampant.
Nangong Shuang’s Yin Spirit seemed to transform into a Celestial Sword itself, wielding a heaven-destroying, earth-sundering Sword Intent. As if intending to pierce the very heavens, it pointed a single finger toward Linghu Yu’s blood sun!
RUMBLE!
The endless sword light and the blood sun collided violently.
A giant mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the ground in a radius of several miles!
The entire night sky was instantly as bright as day!
A boundless, deafening roar suddenly echoed out, the sound traveling for a hundred miles!
’This is... the Twenty-Third Sword!’
Wang Xiao’s eyes glinted.
He felt as if everything around him was being torn apart.
The ground sank crazily, then was sliced into ravines dozens of feet deep.
Endless clouds of dirt and sand were churned up, blanketing the sky, only to be torn into fine dust!
Neither he nor Xu Muying dared to linger for a moment; their figures flickered as they rapidly fled the center of the battlefield.
The collision lasted for only a single breath.
Linghu Yu’s blood sun was shattered by Nangong Shuang’s single finger strike!
If Linghu Yu hadn’t reacted in time and returned his Divine Soul to his body, his heart would have been pierced by Nangong Shuang.
However, he had still paid a terrible price. One of his arms was severed, falling to the ground.
The intense pain caused him to let out a crazed roar:
"Nangong Shuang, you old hag! You dare ambush me! Sooner or later, I’ll kill you!"
"And you, Wu Chen and Xu Muying! You two damn dogs, you’re going to die too!"
Linghu Yu gathered the surrounding blood qi, his body transforming into a ray of blood-red light as he fled toward the depths of the Wilderness.
Holding the Celestial Sword, Nangong Shuang did not give chase.
After Linghu Yu had left, a trickle of fresh blood escaped the corner of her mouth, and wrinkles rapidly appeared on her jade-white cheeks.
It was as if she had aged several decades in an instant.
Clearly, using the Celestial Sword to execute the Twenty-Third Sword was still a considerable burden for her.
"Master, are you all right?!"
Xu Muying looked at Nangong Shuang, her eyes filled with worry, and she started to step forward.
"Don’t come near me!"
Nangong Shuang waved her hand, her voice icy, and tossed the Celestial Sword back to Xu Muying.
"Hold on to it!"
Xu Muying obediently caught the Celestial Sword and returned it to its Sword Scabbard.
Wang Xiao stood to the side, not saying a word.
His eyes flickered as he rapidly analyzed the Twenty-Third Sword that Nangong Shuang had just performed!
A moment later, he let out a breath, having fully grasped the Cultivation Technique for the Twenty-Third Sword.
This Twenty-Third Sword was actually a Spiritual Sword technique created on the foundation of the Heartless Sword!
It could only be performed by using Yin Spirit Shell Shedding!
Its power was ten times greater than the Heartless Sword, truly heaven-destroying and earth-sundering!
Wang Xiao also finally understood why, even though the Celestial Sword contained the Life Essence of the Blood River Race, the Sword Holders of Celestial Sword Mountain were not affected and did not fall to the demonic path after refining it.
They merely became Emotionless—cold-blooded and unfeeling.
This was all thanks to the Cultivation Technique of the Twenty-Third Sword.
The Blood River Race’s *Blood River Netherworld Demon Scripture* worked by absorbing people’s negative emotions to continuously enhance one’s Spirit. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
The reason Demon Cultivators fell to the demonic path was that the Blood River Race’s technique infinitely amplified their own negative emotions, driving them insane!
The Twenty-Third Sword, however, was a Spiritual Cultivation technique for severing one’s own emotions.
First heartless, then emotionless!
This way, one could not only refine the Life Essence within the Celestial Sword, causing one’s own Spirit to skyrocket, but also avoid falling directly to the demonic path like a Demon Cultivator.
It had to be said, the Sect Leader of Celestial Sword Mountain who created the Twenty-Third Sword back then was truly a heaven-sent genius!
’Unfortunately, the side effects of being Emotionless are still severe. And emotions aren’t something you can just extinguish at will. If you’re not careful, they’ll spring back up. That’s why the Sword Holders, in order to control the Celestial Sword, must constantly endure the pain of extinguishing their emotions.’
Wang Xiao mused internally.
By studying the Twenty-Third Sword, he gained new inspiration for the Spiritual Cultivation technique he wanted to create.
He wanted to retain the supreme power of the Twenty-Third Sword without having to become Emotionless himself.
However, this would take time to research and develop.
Just as Wang Xiao was lost in thought, Nangong Shuang walked over, her face devoid of expression.
The wrinkles on her face had already vanished without a trace, and she had returned to her original appearance.
However, her complexion was still tinged with a deathly pallor.
"Amitabha. This humble monk, Wu Chen, pays his respects to Sect Leader Nangong."
Wang Xiao placed his palms together and bowed.
Nangong Shuang’s glacial eyes swept over Wang Xiao, her tone devoid of any emotion, like Ice:
"The Buddha’s Son of Wuxiang Temple. I’ve heard your name. You’re not bad."
Wang Xiao finally understood where Xu Muying got her way of speaking, and he said:
"Senior, you flatter me."
Nangong Shuang didn’t waste any more words on Wang Xiao and turned to Xu Muying:
"Since you have comprehended the Heartless Sword, you will return with me to Celestial Sword Mountain. Within five years, you must master the Twenty-Third Sword, inherit the Celestial Sword, and become the Sword Holder!"
Her words left no room for negotiation.
She was as indifferent as a cold machine.
Xu Muying seemed to be used to Nangong Shuang’s attitude and nodded.
"I will work hard."
Nangong Shuang’s brow furrowed slightly.
"Not ’work hard.’ You *must*. Otherwise, you will die!"
Xu Muying tensed and bit her lip.
"Yes, Master."
Wang Xiao spoke up from the side, "Sect Leader Nangong, would you permit this humble monk to have a word with Gril— Xu Muying?"
Nangong Shuang glanced at Xu Muying, then her figure flickered and vanished without a trace. Her icy voice drifted back:
"I will wait for you in Wan’an City."
Only then did Xu Muying turn to Wang Xiao and ask, "Whatcha wanna say?"
Wang Xiao thought for a moment, then said, "After we part today, I don’t know when we’ll meet again. Today is also your birthday. This humble monk should have given you a gift, but it isn’t ready yet. I’ll give it to you another day."
Xu Muying tilted her head, a little curious. "What kinda gift?"
Wang Xiao said, "You’ll know when the time comes. But before then, don’t inherit the Celestial Sword. Otherwise, once you become Emotionless, you won’t be able to receive my gift anymore."
Xu Muying said, "Master gave me five years. I’ll definitely have to inherit the Celestial Sword within five years, y’know."
She paused for a moment. Then she added, "But, I reckon I can wait for you for five years."
Wang Xiao nodded. "Alright. Five years it is. Grilled Fish, until we meet again."
"Until we meet again, Broken Monk."
Xu Muying’s figure flickered, and she sped off toward Wan’an City.
Watching Xu Muying’s departing figure, Wang Xiao let out a soft sigh.
With a flicker of his own, he too vanished from the spot.
「One month later.」
Wang Xiao returned to Wuxiang Temple, which he had not seen in five years.
Here, he would take the final step, create a new Technique, and achieve the Celestial Human Realm!
