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.

went wide as he realized the seriousness of Senior's

this? Oh yes, the thing that

you touching upon the edge of

seen the ocean of thoughts that had become demons, and neither had he seen the desire that Lin Mu had slain. This was not present in his thoughts either,

Lin Mu

held the short sword… it's as if there is a connection but not the same one that I

gate is already open,

his

it to be a bit easier for him this time. While it was still extremely dense and hard to penetrate, Lin Mu figured out that by condensing all of his spirit

to the naked eye

He remembered when he first observed the core of the Trunk face

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 link between them, but it was still a bit

Xukong, it was only at a basic level. He still didn't know the higher nuances of it and was still trying to understand them

while pondering on the matter, he

Mu Lin,"

had changed out of the gaudy aristocrat clothes and was now sitting on the bed cross legged. He needed to recover the

cultivating and did not feel like sleeping.

letter had come

the letter from him and saw that it was from