Chapter 68 - 43: White Light? No, Purple Light

Everyone was focused on the compatibility between Li Shuang and the Sword Spirit, but Li Shuang herself wasn’t that concerned.

Seeing the Sword Spirit’s sprightly, skipping form, her heart couldn’t help but soften.

Regardless of their compatibility, as long as the Sword Spirit was willing to follow her, she would never abandon a partner.

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

In that instant.

A dazzling light appeared in the air.

Ye Zhaozhao stared intently.

’So!’

’What color is it?!’

The next moment, an orange light slowly rose from between the two of them.

Ye Zhaozhao’s pupils contracted sharply.

’Orange?’

’Aside from the legendary purple, this was the highest limit of compatibility possible!’

For a moment, her expression twisted in disbelief.

’The Black Abyss Sword she’d discarded like trash actually had an orange compatibility with Li Shuang?’

’No, this is impossible!’

Small gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd.

But the crowd’s shock didn’t last long. The orange light only appeared for a moment before vanishing, replaced by a blinding white light.

The scene instantly fell silent.

Could the Heavenly Dao’s test be mistaken?

Could it be that the orange light just now was a collective illusion?

The true compatibility between Li Shuang and this Sword Spirit was actually white!

What did a white light mean?

It meant the compatibility between a Sword Cultivator and a Sword Spirit was virtually zero.

With such low compatibility, Cultivation would be an arduous struggle. Forget reaching the stage of Unity of Heaven and Man; even cultivating to the point of Transforming Void into Reality was likely a faint hope.

Li Shuang, a genius of the Sword Dao, had awakened a Sword Spirit with a white compatibility.

If she didn’t change swords, she would likely be dragged down by it until the very end!

The Little Sword Spirit was frightened by the white light. She looked at Li Shuang with pleading eyes, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.

Li Shuang, however, was completely unconcerned. She reached out and gently ruffled the Little Sword Spirit’s hair, just about to say something.

A hint of delight appeared on Long Yan’s face. He couldn’t help but say, "Li Shuang, you see now! The Black Abyss Sword Spirit only has a white compatibility with you. You’re destined to never reach the peak together. The two of us, on the other hand, have a blue compatibility, second only to orange! If we work well together in the future, even the peak of the Sword Dao isn’t something we can’t look forward to!"

Li Shuang gave Long Yan an indifferent glance. When she turned back to the Little Sword Spirit, a soft light filled her eyes. "Do you still choose me?"

With such poor compatibility, a Sword Spirit might have a better future if it changed masters.

The Little Sword Spirit’s eyes welled with tears, but she nodded without the slightest hesitation. "Of course!"

’She, the Black Abyss Sword Spirit, had her own pride!’

’Otherwise, she wouldn’t have waited until now to awaken.’

’Wasn’t it precisely because she refused to just settle for any random master?’

’Now that she had finally met a Sword Cultivator like Li Shuang, one who impressed her in every way, how could she possibly choose anyone else?’

’She would rather go back to her slumber!’

The Little Sword Spirit looked childish, but her tone was decisive, leaving no room for argument.

She would choose no other Sword Cultivator but Li Shuang.

Li Shuang chuckled softly and said in a warm voice, "Alright, then we’ll do it together! We’ll defy the heavens and change our fate!"

As Li Shuang spoke, a sharp Sword Qi shot towards the sky.

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

She was Li Shuang, a born genius of the Sword Dao. The path she walked had always been one of defying the heavens.

’The Heavenly Dao’s judgment says our compatibility is low?’

’So what?’

’The path of Cultivation is, by its very nature, a path of defying the heavens!’

’If the heavens say we are not suited, then I will defy the heavens.’

’If fate says we are not suited, then I will change our fate.’

She had never feared any challenge.

The Little Sword Spirit tilted her head up, staring dazedly at Li Shuang’s cool, elegant features.

And then.

She nodded emphatically, a cute smile gracing her lips.

’Since Sister Shuang isn’t afraid of being dragged down by her, then she isn’t afraid either.’

’Is what is destined by the heavens necessarily right?’

’She didn’t believe in fate, only in her own choice.’

A sharp aura also began to emanate from the Little Sword Spirit.

Watching them, a trace of venom flashed across Ye Zhaozhao’s face. What she couldn’t stand most was Li Shuang’s eternally proud demeanor.

Over the past ten years, even though she had used every trick in the book.

Even when Li Shuang was abandoned by everyone, her back had never bent.

’That naturally proud air of hers... it’s truly detestable!’

Ye Zhaozhao’s expression was distorted as she couldn’t help shouting, "Li Shuang! So what if you make it sound nice? White compatibility is white compatibility! I refuse to believe you can keep this up forever."

Ye Zhaozhao screamed.

Sheng Yuan and Shen Yue turned to look at her, only to see her utterly hideous expression.

Sheng Yuan’s heart trembled slightly.

The last time he had seen this expression on his junior sister, he had thought his eyes were deceiving him.

’But this time...’

’He saw it with perfect clarity.’

’His junior sister’s gaze was so venomous, so sinister. Was this truly the gentle, kind Ye Zhaozhao he remembered?’

Shen Yue was also in a daze.

’His junior sister... harbored such deep resentment for their eldest senior sister?’

’This resentment wasn’t something that had formed overnight.’

Recalling Li Shuang’s earlier words, Shen Yue’s heart felt a slight pang of pain.

’The Snow Mountain incident...’

’Could it really have been his junior sister...?’

Shen Yue didn’t dare to think any deeper, but he became increasingly distraught.

Ye Zhaozhao’s voice couldn’t affect Li Shuang or the Little Sword Spirit in the slightest.

The auras of the woman and the spirit intertwined. Li Shuang gave the Little Sword Spirit a small smile, and the Little Sword Spirit returned a sweet one.

’So what if it was white compatibility?’

They were both beings who believed only in themselves, not in fate.

Neither Li Shuang nor the Little Sword Spirit had the slightest doubt about the choice they had made in each other.

This stemmed from their trust in themselves, as well as their trust in their partner.

In the instant their two auras completely merged.

Suddenly.

A sudden change occurred.

Li Shuang looked up at the sky in surprise.

The once-white light had, at this very moment, begun to change.

Wisps of purple light began to emerge from the bottom.

Before Li Shuang and the Little Sword Spirit could even react, the purple light suddenly surged mightily into the heavens. A purple aura stained the entire sky, and patches of violet clouds appeared even in the dead of night.

This was...

The gleeful smile on Ye Zhaozhao’s face froze on her lips.

A flicker of disbelief crossed her eyes.

’Purple light?’

’This is purple light!’

’The legendary...’

’Perfect compatibility?!’

’An illusion. This must be an illusion.’

’She had seen it clearly; it was distinctly white light before!’

’How could compatibility just change like this?!’

Watching the purple light soar into the sky, Long Yan’s soul body wavered slightly. His face turned a deathly, ashen shade.

’Purple light...’

’Why is it purple light?’

’That Black Abyss Sword Spirit was clearly just a piece of trash. On what basis did it deserve perfect compatibility with Li Shuang?’

Endless panic flooded Long Yan’s heart.

For the first time, he had an incredibly clear feeling.

’Li Shuang...’

’She has a new Sword Spirit. She’s not going to want me anymore!’