Transplant
Nameless Swordsman took out a pill flame stone and supplied it with a constant influx of spiritual energy to provide light on the dark night. As he watched Xiaoshuai in action, he questioned if he had lost his mind, entrusting Yu Die’s life to a rodent he nearly roasted when countless other impressive individuals surrendered. He kept convincing himself it was a chance worth betting on. Thankfully, Xiaoshuai’s adept actions eased some of the tension. Plus, Xiaoshuai looked excited and seasoned.
Like Nameless Swordsman, Mu Yu required constant reminders to relax but focus. Xiaoshuai smoothly extracted Yu Die’s heart and deftly transplanted Yuan Jian’s heard. He subsequently proceeded to reconnect her arteries with Mu Yu ensuring there was a sufficient flow of vitality. The vitality rapidly closed the laceration.
“All right, done. You just need to help heal the wound.”
Mu Yu lied back on his sweaty back and heaved a pent up breath. Besides being mentally exhausting, he also expended the majority of his spiritual energy. He considered draining vitality from trees, but Nameless Swordsman went over and transferred his spiritual qi to Mu Yu.
“He’s not heartless, thankfully,” Mu Yu uttered under his breath.
“I owe you a life,” Nameless Swordsman expressed in his emotionally-devoid voice.
“She’ll be all good and well after some rest. Mr. Deer, I’m still angry about you trying to roast me!” griped Xiaoshuai.
“What’s your name?”
“My name is Xiaoshuai. Xiao as in young. Shuai as in super-mega-ultra-hyper-deluxe handsome. Remember me!” Xiaoshuai wagged his tail as he stood akimbo.
“My name is Mu Yu.”
“If you ever need help with anything or anyone’s life, say the word, and I will see that it is done.”
“Nobody knows what the future holds. I’m content if you just don’t off us here and now,” remarked Mu Yu, thinking nothing of a promise others would treasure because nobody would know where to find Nameless Swordsman.
Drawing two big semi-circles with his arms, Xiaoshuai informed, “I’ll take several days’ worth of chicken drumsticks. Surely you’re rich if you’re so skilled.”
“Rich? You mean spirit stones?” Nameless Swordsman had the skill to earn his own keep and still have spare spirit stones to buy what he wanted, yet he said, “I don’t have much. Ever since I got together with Yu Die, she forbade me from stealing, so I am broke. If you want spirit stones, I can loan some behind her back, but you can’t tell her.”
Xiaoshuai pointed to Yuan Jian’s corpse. “I didn’t find a penny on him, either. Are all you sword swingers dead beats?”
Elite swordsmen never thought too much of materialistic goods. If they needed money, they only had to demand it.
Tired and sleepy, Mu Yu shut Xiaoshuai up with chicken drumsticks he had stocked up to have a peaceful sleep. When Mu Yu woke up the next day, Yu Die was already awake and surprised. Xiaoshuai was amidst enjoying Yu Die’s mountains.
“How come no girls reject him? Man, I wish I was a cute mini beast,” Mu Yu mumbled.
“Mister, Miss Yu Die is fine now.” Mu Yu patted Nameless Swordsman on the shadow, then awkwardly moved his hand around before touching his head, realising they weren’t friends.
Nameless Swordsman wasn’t bothered about it. He, instead, conveyed, “I don’t plan to tell her about what happened last night. I don’t know if she’ll be able to accept someone else’s heart.”
Mu Yu nodded and then looked up at the clear sky: “We need to get going. You don’t have a problem with that, do you?”
“I will never forget your gracious help.” Nameless Swordsman grabbed Mu Yu’s arm out of the blue, startling the latter. Nameless Swordsman injected sword qi into Mu Yu’s right arm, numbing it for a while. When Mu Yu mobilised his arm, he sensed his arm packed massive explosive power. “You can use the power when you’re in a pinch, but don’t be reckless.”
“Are there any limits to the number of times I can use it?” queried Mu Yu, eager to test if he could match a Primordial Infant Realm cultivator, particularly Gui Xuanyue.
“That depends on how you use it. Your swordplay is decent. If you boost it with my sword qi, you’ll surprise yourself. Bear in mind the burden in on your arm will be amplified to the point you run the risk of dislocating your arm. You can keep using it until the sword qi disappears.”
“Dislocating my arm?” repeated Mu Yu, thinking it was basically a last ditch effort when cornered. “We will be on our way, then.”
Mu Yu grabbed Xiaoshuai from Yu Die as Xiaoshuai turned the corners of his lips down. The idea of testing his right arm’s new power on Xiaoshuai came to mind; Xiaoshuai was tough, after all. Since Yu Die was quite younger than Nameless Swordsman, he decided to say, “Goodbye Mister. Goodbye Miss.”
“Mu Yu, Sister Yu Die’s front side is warm and soft.”
Mu Yu clobbered Xiaoshuai and glanced over to see Nameless Swordsman with his eyebrows pinched together.
Mu Yu passed by some business escorts and carts on his journey. There would occasionally be cultivators flying past them over the three days. By the third day, Xiaoshuai had gone through all of their rations and couldn’t stop crying he was hungry.
Mu Yu stored away their last roast goose in his Cosmic Sleeve to prevent it spoiling and asserted, “You need to limit your eating henceforward.”
“How is this great one going to survive now?”
“I’m the one who has to do the walking.”
“I’ve been cheering youown. I can’t cheer if I’m hungry.”
The duo crossed a mountain and found themselves at a foggy mountain valley. Xiaoshuai had a leaf overhead to provide shade and fanned himself with another leaf. To avoid the fog, Mu Yu planned to fly until he saw a stone tablet up ahead. The text on it read, “There is a celestial fiend fruit in the valley. Anyone who can obtain it will be rewarded handsomely. – Ageless Ku Mu.”
Despite reading the text several times, no inspiration came to Mu Yu.
“Hey, Mu Yu, celestial fiend fruits are edible, yeah? Does ‘… rewarded handsomely’ mean they’ll fulfil our wish? I want infinite chicken drumsticks, infinite roast geese and…”
“I feel like an apple.”
“A mere Golden Core Realm cultivator wants Ageless Ku Mu’s celestial fiend fruit? That must be the joke of the day.”
The Primordial Infant Realm youth in a yellow robe zipped past Mu Yu and into the valley.
“What was that?!” thundered Xiaoshuai, flashing his fist.
Despite nearly perishing in a valley once, Mu Yu’s pride led him into the foggy valley.
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