Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint-Chapter 432 - 162: This child is my Fated Couple!

"How could you possibly know?"

Dantai Shaoyu was utterly surprised. "Even my Master is unaware of this Sword Immortal’s deeds... He hasn’t even heard of his name..."

How could I not know? Wang Mu thought. Not only did I know him, but we were also damn good friends. Of course... that was in the game.

In the game, you could actually recruit many male teammates. However, since Wang Mu was aiming for the Love Saint ending, his team mostly consisted of female leads or other female teammates. As a Love Saint, what would I need male teammates for?

Having no male teammates, however, didn’t mean having no such friends. In fact, to achieve the Love Saint ending in the game and trigger many side quests, one needed to be on good terms with some male teammates. For example, the secret to breaking the Seven Emotions Divine Skill was learned from this heartless swordsman, Liu Yibai. It’s just a pity that because he had cultivated for so long, even after finding the method to break it, there was no way for him to change.

Similarly, in the game, Liu Yibai was one of the few, aside from the male and female leads, who had practiced the Seven Emotions Divine Skill. Unfortunately, he never managed to dispel its effects. Instead, he took another path: using slaughter to suppress all emotion. But there was no denying that the heartless swordsman Liu Yibai was top-tier in the game; his Heartless Slaying Sword was ridiculously powerful.

If it weren’t for the Love Saint Route, this guy would definitely have been a great teammate.

After the upheaval of heaven and earth, it stood to reason that among those who survived back then, it was uncertain if anyone other than those female leads had made it. Now it seemed that, even if there were others, it was highly unlikely they could have lived as long as these few female leads.

"It was nothing. I just saw it mentioned in some ancient Sword Cultivator texts..." Wang Mu said. "Seeing the sword strike you just performed reminded me of it."

No wonder Dantai Shaoyu’s earlier display carried a trace of the Seven Emotions Divine Skill. That must be another special path Liu Yibai developed based on the Seven Emotions Divine Skill.

"Speaking of which..." Dantai Shaoyu seemed to find it somewhat amusing. "I don’t understand much about my own predecessor... When I received his inheritance, I only knew that he was alone. I had no knowledge of which sect he belonged to or where he came from. Besides his Sword Dao inheritance, there was only a Sword Spirit."

"A Sword Spirit?" Wang Mu was startled.

"Yes." Dantai Shaoyu thought for a moment and summoned an ancient-looking, shadowy longsword. "The Heartless Sword Spirit, left by Senior Liu, embodies the will he possessed in life. Although it didn’t bond well with me initially, it has gotten much better now."

The shadowy longsword floated and circled around Dantai Shaoyu in midair. Raising a Sword Spirit is somewhat like raising a pet. Of course, such naturally spiritual Sword Spirits that embody Sword Intent are excellent aids for any Sword Cultivator.

"After becoming connected to my very life, it has now come to acknowledge me somewhat," Dantai Shaoyu sighed. "With this Sword Spirit, I must win a spot in the Battle of the Heavenly Prides."

Wang Mu looked at the Sword Spirit and vaguely sensed a familiar aura. In the game, Liu Yibai was a tragic character who had taken hundreds, if not thousands, of lives. Later, for the sake of the one he loved, he mastered the Seven Emotions Divine Skill. After severing his desires, however, he discovered his beloved had betrayed him. This drastically changed his personality, turning him into a heartless swordsman who specialized in killing anyone in the world who showed affection. The game’s protagonist was one of his few friends.

After the upheaval of heaven and earth, with Liu Yibai’s talent in the Sword Dao, he should have achieved something significant. In the game, his aptitude was very high.

Looking at the Sword Spirit, Wang Mu couldn’t help but heave a deep sigh. At that moment, the Heartless Sword Spirit suddenly fluttered over to Wang Mu’s side. It looked around as if searching for something. Then, seeming to recognize something, it flared with light and rubbed against Wang Mu.

It felt like an old friend greeting him. Wang Mu held the Sword Spirit, sensing a familiar Sword Intent.

That was Liu Yibai’s Slaughter Sword Intent. As an emotionless killing machine, he had become invincible after severing his final shred of emotion.

"What a pity..." Wang Mu shook his head.

He actually quite wanted to see these old friends from the game. But then again, he thought, since I didn’t recruit them to my team, chances were slim they could have survived this long after the upheaval of heaven and earth.

Dantai Shaoyu, standing to the side, watched his Inheritance Sword Spirit acting so intimately with Wang Mu and remained silent.

"Go back," Wang Mu waved his hand.

The Sword Spirit lazily returned to Dantai Shaoyu’s side.

"I’ll take my leave."

Wang Mu took a step and departed from the area.

The scene shifted once again. This time, only a woman appeared before his eyes. The woman, like an illusion, was blurry and indistinct. She sat, lost in thought, atop a solitary peak with a Pill Furnace in her hands, seemingly concocting elixirs tirelessly.

Wang Mu glanced at Mu Lanxin beside him.

"Cultivator, why are you looking at me again?" Mu Lanxin said. "This is your trial; what does it have to do with me?"

Wang Mu remained silent, just watching quietly. The woman in the illusion concocted elixirs day and night. She would occasionally collapse, but would quickly get back up and continue. She persisted until she finally produced an elixir that shone with divine light.

A faint smile could be seen on her blurry face as she then presented the elixir to an equally blurry man. After consuming the elixir, the man showed a pained expression but still ingested it.

And so it went, back and forth. This cycle continued for an unknown length of time, much like a couple—one concocting elixirs, the other consuming them.