Chapter 965
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Chapter 965 Borrowing the Blade
“What should we do now?” Shen Qingzhu asked, “The ‘Human Circle’ has been destroyed, can we go back to Daxia directly?”
Lin Qiye remained silent for a moment, looking down at the palm leaf fan in his hand, and shook his head.
“There’s one last thing…”
“Hm? Why is there someone down there?”
Baili Pangpang’s gaze fell to the clouds below, where among the ruins of the city, a figure carrying a white-haired youth, surrounded by a faint golden aura, was quickly approaching their location.
Lin Qiye looked down at the figure, surprise appearing in his eyes.
“Gu Yuanliangshi?”
Without hesitation, he controlled the cloud to descend, flying to Gu Yuanliangshi’s front.
“It’s you?”
Seeing Lin Qiye, Gu Yuanliangshi was first stunned, then his expression became somewhat strange.
He still clearly remembered how Lin Qiye had previously taken [Zhan Bai] from his hands, and also snatched his [Shenyin]. Although it was later returned through Amemiya Haruki, that punch he took was quite solid.
Lin Qiye smiled apologetically, his gaze falling on the pale-faced Yuzuri Takashiro in his arms, his brows furrowing.
“What happened to him?”
“He used the Magatsukami blade to kill the corpse god, and his physical condition doesn’t seem good.” Gu Yuanliangshi temporarily put aside personal grudges and answered seriously, “Yuzuri Nae asked me to bring him to someone called An Qingyu.”
Lin Qiye turned to look at An Qingyu, who pushed up his glasses, a hint of gray appearing in his eyes as he analyzed Yuzuri Takashiro’s condition, then nodded slightly.
“The condition has deteriorated somewhat, though not severely, but treatment should begin quickly, we can’t delay anymore.”
An Qingyu looked around, pointing to an abandoned house across the street that had been empty for over a hundred years, and said: “Let’s take him in there, I need to start anal… ahem, start the surgery.”
Everyone carried Yuzuri Takashiro into the house and began clearing a table for An Qingyu, quickly making space.
“Brother Seven…” Yuzuri Takashiro lay on the table, weakly grabbing Lin Qiye’s hand.
“What is it?”
“Go find my sister… she’s waiting for you.”
“Yuzuri Nae?” Lin Qiye was startled, “Where is she?”
“She became a Magatsukami blade soul, over there.” Yuzuri Takashiro pointed in the direction he came from.
Magatsukami blade soul?
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye froze, “How did she become a blade soul? What happened?”
Yuzuri Takashiro explained what had happened, and Lin Qiye fell silent.
“…I understand.”
Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu, who had put on his white coat and was walking towards them, took a deep breath, and gently patted his head, “Don’t worry, Brother Qingyu will heal you… I’ll go find your sister.”
“Mm.”
As Lin Qiye walked to the door, Baili Pangpang came up to him.
“Seven, where are you going?”
“To do one last thing.” Lin Qiye looked at the mist-covered sky and said, “The ‘Human Circle’ is destroyed, but Takamagahara remains in seclusion. The game set up by the Old King still needs one final move…
This move, only I can make it.”
Baili Pangpang scratched his head, seemingly not quite understanding, but still said: “We’ll go with you.”
“No need, stay here with Qingyu.” Lin Qiye shook his head, “This matter is dangerous. I have the palm leaf fan for protection, and if I encounter trouble, I can enhance the cloud to fly back.”
“…Alright.”
After hesitating for a moment, Baili Pangpang nodded.
Lin Qiye looked back at Yuzuri Takashiro on the table, then turned and walked out the door, his crimson cloak gradually disappearing into the mist.
…
Misty Japan.
A black and gold long sword stood silently inserted into the broken mountainside, a faint golden aura emanating from the blade body, enveloping several hundred meters around it.
The mist rolled outside the aura, unable to enter it at all. Inside the aura, Amemiya Haruki, wearing a black kimono, sat quietly beside the long sword.
Yuzuri Nae floated in the air, gazing in the direction where Yuzuri Takashiro had left, her eyes full of worry.
“Do you think Takashiro has found Brother Qingyu?”
“He definitely will.” Amemiya Haruki spoke with certainty, “He can see the minimap of this area, finding people isn’t difficult for him.”
Yuzuri Nae relaxed somewhat, turning to look at Amemiya Haruki, whose temples had turned gray, looking very tired.
“Brother Amemiya, now that the ‘Human Circle’ has been destroyed, what are your plans?” she asked softly.
Amemiya Haruki sat at the edge of the mountain, silent for a moment,
“Although the ‘Human Circle’ no longer exists, those people’s thoughts haven’t completely changed with the demise of the old order. A new world has been created, but how to guide their thinking in the right direction and what kind of new order to establish is still a difficult problem…”
Yuzuri Nae thought carefully, “But I feel your thinking is already very complete, Brother Amemiya. Couldn’t you just guide them?”
“I’m just an ordinary person who grew up in the ‘Human Circle’. Although my thinking is somewhat ahead, it’s still bound by constraints.” Amemiya Haruki paused, then continued,
“I want to see the countries outside with my own eyes, to see what their world of thought is like… Perhaps I can find suitable answers for us there.”
“You want to go to Daxia?”
“Daxia is definitely a must-visit, and if there’s a chance, I’d like to go with the Upper Evil Association to see other ‘Human Circles’.”
“But you’re no longer a Magatsukami blade master. It’s too dangerous to walk alone outside.”
Amemiya Haruki smiled, turning to look at a puddle beside him. Drizzling rain fell on the water surface, creating ripples. In the reflection, a figure in white clothes and white hair holding an umbrella overlapped with Amemiya Haruki’s reflection.
“It’s fine, my old friend also has nowhere to go, he will accompany me.”
Yuzuri Nae blinked, about to say something, when suddenly her gaze sharpened, turning to look in a certain direction.
The rolling mist outside the aura suddenly stagnated, and simultaneously, the scattered raindrops in the sky seemed to freeze, hanging quietly in mid-air. The flow of time around them became extremely slow at this moment.
From the end of the hazy mist, two figures walked out from the ruins of the broken city.
One wore a dark gray cloak, with white hair, a long sword at his waist, and eyes of unfathomable depth;
One wore a light blue cloak, carrying a sword bag on his back, emanating a faint kingly pressure, his gaze sharp and determined.
They passed through the stagnant time, stepped onto the broken mountain, and slowly approached the black and gold blade on the mountain.
“It’s them?” Seeing these two, Amemiya Haruki was slightly startled.
Wu Xiangnan passed through the faint golden aura at the edge of the blade, clasped his hands respectfully before his chest, and politely said to the two before him:
“Wu Xiangnan of Daxia’s [Blue Rain] team, would like to borrow your blade.”
