When 'God' Decides To Start Over

Chapter 621 - 258: Pig Farm_2

Strands of Ultimate Light seeped into Old Dao’s body, flowing towards the junction of the Light Veins within him, eventually converging into a single point, gradually illuminating that knotted spot.

Having been on the brink of exhaustion, Old Dao suddenly opened his eyes, looking incredulously at Li Xiu.

"Old Dao, your journey is one only you can continue on, nobody can walk it for you," Li Xiu said as he infused his Ultimate Light into Old Dao’s body, "Since you know that the sword feels lonely, then keep accompanying it further. There is only one Demonic Sword in the world and only one Old Dao. No one can replace you, and no one else can gain its recognition, for no one can ever treat it like you do."

Old Dao looked at Li Xiu with a complex expression, opening his mouth to say something, but Li Xiu continued, "Whether you choose life or death is within your grasp. If you want to live, then fight a battle more. Let me assist you in the Light Foundation Establishment, allowing you to continue wielding the Demonic Sword..."

Old Dao nodded slightly and closed his eyes, silently activating the Light Condensation Technique that hadn’t been used for a long time.

Even Old Dao’s Light Condensation Technique had been modified by him, not for his own use, but to be used by the Demonic Sword. This modified technique differed from those used by humans.

"Your technique is off. Listen to me and follow my instructions." Li Xiu slowly explained the Unspoken Weird Technique, elucidating as he spoke.

Old Dao began to condense Light Energy according to the methods of the Unspoken Weird Technique, and slowly, the Light Seed Li Xiu desperately tried to ignite started to shine with distinct brilliance.

But Old Dao was too weak, the Light Energy within his body was pathetically sparse. Despite their efforts, the Light Seed remained difficult to form.

Li Xiu was drenched in sweat, his body almost exhausted of Ultimate Light, even drawing upon the Forbidden Spear and Evil Spirit Token’s Light Energy, yet still unable to ignite the Light Seed. The moment Li Xiu’s Ultimate Light ceased, the Light Seed would instantly extinguish, and Old Dao would surely perish.

Just as Li Xiu thought disaster was imminent, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword reverberating. The Demonic Sword embedded in Weng City unexpectedly flew back on its own, piercing straight into Old Dao’s chest.

Boom!

The terrifying Demonic Light surged forth, causing the Light Seed in Old Dao’s body to blaze brightly, like a burning fireball.

Li Xiu was greatly astounded; the Demonic Sword had become entirely autonomous, no longer under Old Dao’s control. Once Old Dao died, it would be completely free. He never expected it to use its Demonic Light to aid Old Dao.

"Slow down... Don’t be too intense... Old Dao’s body can’t withstand such violent Light Energy..." Li Xiu shouted at the Demonic Sword, uncertain if it could understand his words.

Amazingly, the Demonic Sword seemed to comprehend Li Xiu’s plea, and the torrent of Demonic Light weakened considerably, working in concert with Li Xiu’s Ultimate Light, gradually refining the Light Seed into a pristine, translucent gem, resembling a black diamond.

Li Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his fingers from Old Dao’s forehead, and slumped to the ground in exhaustion, gasping while watching Old Dao.

Old Dao’s complexion gradually improved; though still gaunt, his skin started to exhibit a sheen.

"Succeeded." Li Xiu noticed the increasing strength of Light Energy within Old Dao, astonishingly beginning to directly condense Light Veins.

The Light Energy for condensing his Light Veins naturally originated from the Demonic Sword.

Li Xiu couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, "Observe how this bond understands repaying its master, while you lot merely leech my blood like parasitic wastrels."

Unaware of how much time had passed, the Demonic Light on Old Dao intensified, nearly solidifying. Seeing the magnitude of Light Energy in him, it likely surpassed the Light Veins gathered by Jing Li.

"Such a pity." Old Dao opened his eyes, looked at Li Xiu and sighed.

"What’s the matter?" Li Xiu asked quizzically, unsure of Old Dao’s meaning, and fearing something had gone awry.

"Originally, I thought I’d leave my Demonic Sword to you, but now this old man can live for several more decades, I’ll have to keep this old partner to myself," Old Dao chuckled.

"You can keep that piece of junk for yourself," Li Xiu chuckled too.

The Demonic Sword promptly rose, its blade vibrating furiously directed at Li Xiu, ready to pierce his chest at any moment, evidently incensed by Li Xiu calling it junk.

Old Dao gripped the hilt, withdrawing the Demonic Sword.

"This old life counts as salvaged, and old injuries are almost healed." Old Dao patted Li Xiu’s shoulder and said, "If Li Changyin causes trouble for you again, don’t come running to me. I still want to keep this life and live it well."

Li Xiu couldn’t help but raise a middle finger at him, not out of genuine anger.

He understood Old Dao’s sentiment; previously, Old Dao feared no threats from Li Changyin using the Blood Seal Stone against him, because he was already close to death, having nothing to fear.

Now things were different; if Li Changyin threatened him with the Blood Seal Stone again, Old Dao would be caught in a dilemma.

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, those circumstances should be avoided.

"Li Changyin now surely believes you’re near death, so there might indeed be an opportunity to reclaim the Blood Seal Stone," Li Xiu pondered aloud.

"It depends on your methods then; I’m not suited to intervene," Old Dao remarked.

"I’ll think of a way once I’m out," Li Xiu said, "but before that, I must first raise my level. C-class is really too low; at least Super Spirit would suffice." Suddenly remembering something, he eyed Old Dao and asked, "How many Light Veins have you condensed?"