Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu walked out of the manor and saw a carriage waiting for him.

"Lord Mu Lin, please," The carriage driver opened the door.

"Well, I guess I can think on the way back…" Lin Mu muttered to himself before climbing into the carriage.

~Haa~

Lin Mu let out a relaxed moan as he lounged on the comfy seat. He couldn't help but think of everything that had happened in the past year. He who was once a poor orphan was now having the Aristocrats interacting with him, that too with respect.

Lin Mu couldn't help but feel a strange sense of pride in himself, but at the same time, it felt wrong to himself. It was as if he thought he was unworthy of it.

Was it really him that accomplished all this or was it just luck?

Lin Mu asked himself this question. But no matter how much he pondered on it, no conclusion could be reached.

"Careful there!" Xukong suddenly spoke.

Lin Mu broke out of his stupor upon hearing Senior Xukong's voice.

"You said something senior?" Lin Mu asked.

"You are having a bad train of thought. Know this that self-doubt can be your biggest enemy if not controlled well. And by an enemy I mean one literally, if you let it grow for long, it will turn into a heart demon." Xukong warned.

wide as he realized the seriousness of Senior's words. "I

thinking of this? Oh yes, the thing that

Mu, was you touching upon the edge of

demons, and neither had he seen the desire that Lin Mu had slain. This was not present in his thoughts either, thus Xukong could not read

Lin Mu had touched upon

if there is a connection but not the same one that I had before. It's as if the sword was becoming part of me…" Lin Mu said, trying

correct, you'll eventually get there and grasp the sword intent. The gate is already

nodded his

him this time. While it was still extremely dense and

the naked eye but were still present there. He could sense the energy within the

flowed and circulated inside the bloodline crystal, creating an equilibrium. These joints seemed to be what were keeping the energy contained. He remembered when he first observed the core of the Trunk face cow, the joints did not exist and the energy within the core was just

paintings that he had seen in the manor and compared them with the formations that he had used to refine the bloodline crystal. He sensed that there was some kind of

a bit about formations from senior Xukong, it was only at a basic level. He still didn't know

while pondering on

Lin,"

had changed out of the gaudy aristocrat clothes and was now sitting on

night cultivating and did not feel like sleeping. The next morning he

Lin Mu, a letter had

from him and