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.

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

thinking of this? Oh yes, the

touching upon the edge of sword

become demons, and neither had he seen the desire that Lin Mu

tell that Lin Mu had touched upon the realm

did feel different when I held the short sword… it's as 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

eventually get there and grasp the sword intent. The gate is already open, all you need to do is cross it." Xukong

nodded his head

in his mind and he took out the Refined bloodline crystal. He scanned it with his spirit sense and found it to be a bit easier for him this time. While it was still extremely dense and hard to

in the structure of the crystal. These were invisible to the naked eye but were still present

contained. He remembered when he first observed the core of the Trunk face cow, the

recalled the ink 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 link between

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

on the matter, he reached

Mu Lin," The carriage

away and left the carriage. A few minutes later, Lin Mu had changed out of the gaudy aristocrat clothes and was now sitting on the bed cross legged. He needed to recover

not feel like sleeping. The next morning he was interrupted by

a letter had come for you," The servant

him and saw that it