Chapter 68

Chapter 68: White Light? No, Purple Radiance

Everyone watched the bond between Li Shuang and the Sword Spirit, but Li Shuang herself did not care much.

She saw the Sword Spirit hop around and felt her heart soften.

No matter what their bond score was, as long as the Sword Spirit chose to follow her, she would never abandon a partner.

The Sword Spirit laid her hand in Li Shuang’s palm, and Li Shuang gently closed her fingers around it.

In that instant, a dazzling light appeared in the air.

Ye Zhao Zhao stared without blinking: [So, what color is it?]

The next moment, an Orange Radiance slowly rose between the two.

Ye Zhao Zhao’s pupils shrank: [Orange? Other than the legendary purple, this is already the limit.]

Her face twisted.

[The Black Abyss I threw away like trash has an orange bond with Li Shuang? No, that is impossible.]

Gasps spread through the crowd.

But the surprise did not last. The Orange Radiance flashed for only a breath, then vanished. In its place came a bright white light.

The field fell silent.

[Can the Heavenly Dao test be wrong? Was that orange a trick of the eyes? Is their true bond white?]

White light meant this: the Sword Cultivator and the Sword Spirit were almost a mismatch.

With a bond like that, training would be very hard. Reaching Manifesting Reality would be unlikely, and Unity of Heaven and Man would be nearly hopeless.

Li Shuang, a genius of the Way of the Sword, had awakened a Sword Spirit with White Affinity.

If she did not change swords, she might be dragged down to her doom.

The little Sword Spirit was scared by the white light. She looked at Li Shuang with wide, worried eyes.

Li Shuang did not mind at all. She reached out and gently rubbed the little Sword Spirit’s hair, about to speak.

Long Yan’s face showed a hint of joy as he blurted out: “Li Shuang, you saw it! This Black Abyss Sword Spirit and you are only White Affinity. You are not fated to reach the peak together. You and I are Blue Affinity, second only to orange. If we work well together, the peak of the Way of the Sword is not out of reach.”

Li Shuang gave Long Yan a cool glance, then turned to the little Sword Spirit with soft light in her eyes as she asked: “Will you still choose me?”

When a bond is poor, changing to a different master might give a Sword Spirit a better future.

Tears pooled in the little Sword Spirit’s eyes, but she nodded without a second of doubt as she said: “Of course.”

[I, the Black Abyss Sword Spirit, have my pride. Otherwise I would not have stayed asleep until now.]

[It is because I refuse to settle for just any master.]

[Now that I have met Li Shuang, a Sword Cultivator who wins my respect in every way, how could I choose anyone else? I would rather keep sleeping.]

She looked childlike, but her voice was firm, leaving no room to turn back.

Other than Li Shuang, she would not choose any other Sword Cultivator.

Li Shuang chuckled and said warmly: “Good. Then we will do it together: we will defy the heavens and change fate.”

As she spoke, sharp Sword Qi surged to the sky.

Her voice was gentle, yet it carried a hidden pride.

[I, Li Shuang, was born a genius of the Way of the Sword. I have always walked a path against the sky.]

[The Heavenly Dao says our bond is low? So what.]

[The road of cultivation is a road against the sky. If heaven says no, I go against heaven.]

[If fate says no, I change fate. I fear no challenge.]

The little Sword Spirit tilted her head back, staring at Li Shuang’s cool brows and eyes.

Then she nodded hard, a cute smile appearing at her lips.

[Since Sister Li Shuang is not afraid I will slow her down, I am not afraid either.]

[What heaven sets is not always right. I trust my own choice.]

A sharp aura rose from the little Sword Spirit as well.

Watching this, hate flashed across Ye Zhao Zhao’s eyes. What she could not stand most was Li Shuang’s everlasting pride.

For those ten years, even when everyone abandoned her, Li Shuang’s back never bent.

[That born pride of hers is truly hateful.]

Twisted with rage, Ye Zhao Zhao shouted: “Li Shuang! Say whatever you want, but White Affinity is still White Affinity. I do not believe you can keep this up.”

Sheng Yuan and Shen Yue turned toward her and saw her ferocious face.

Sheng Yuan’s heart trembled. The last time he saw this look on his junior sister, he thought he was mistaken. This time, he could see clearly.

[This gaze is so hateful and vicious. Is this really the gentle Ye Zhao Zhao I remember?]

Shen Yue also went blank for a moment.

[Junior Sister bears such deep hatred toward First Senior Sister? This has built up for a long time.]

Thinking of what Li Shuang had said before, a sharp pain pricked Shen Yue’s heart.

[The Snow Mountain incident… could it really have been Junior Sister…?] He dared not think further and grew even more lost.

Ye Zhao Zhao’s voice could not shake Li Shuang and the little Sword Spirit at all.

Their auras interwove. Li Shuang smiled at the little Sword Spirit, and the little Sword Spirit answered with a sweet smile.

[White Affinity, so what?]

They believed only in themselves, not in fate.

Neither Li Shuang nor the little Sword Spirit had even a trace of doubt about choosing each other.

The instant their auras fully merged, a sudden change burst forth.

Li Shuang looked up at the sky in surprise.

The white light began to shift.

Fine threads of Purple Radiance slowly rose from below.

Before Li Shuang and the little Sword Spirit could react, the Purple Radiance surged straight into the clouds. Violet light soaked the whole sky; even the night held streaks of purple glow.

[What is this…]

Ye Zhao Zhao’s pleased smile froze on her lips.

Disbelief flickered in her eyes.

[Purple Radiance? This is Purple Radiance.]

[The legendary… Perfect Affinity.]

[An illusion. It must be an illusion. I clearly saw white before. How can it keep changing?]

Long Yan stared at the towering Purple Radiance, his Spirit Body swaying. A dead gray washed over his face.

[Purple Radiance… why Purple Radiance? That Black Abyss Sword Spirit is a waste. How could she have Perfect Affinity with Li Shuang?]

Endless fear rose in Long Yan’s heart.

For the first time, he felt something with perfect clarity:

[Li Shuang… now that she has a new Sword Spirit, she will not want me anymore.]