Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 417 Wakaba Mutsumi, who was transported to 99 worlds

"I'm handsome, please give me money."

On the streets of Mika City, Fang Can spoke calmly, as if stating a universally acknowledged fact.

As he spoke, he extended his right palm upward toward Nishikawa Sara, his five fingers waving slightly in a casual manner.

That attitude was less like begging and more like expecting it to be served as a matter of course.

He originally wanted to be more direct and ask her to be his sugar daddy.

But this would have weakened his momentum, so Fang Can chose to directly and openly ask for money.

Sara Nishikawa was taken aback by this sudden request and instinctively frowned, wanting to scold this arrogant brat.

But when her gaze actually landed on that face, all the rebukes instantly stuck in her throat.

Those once shrewd eyes seemed to be gripped by something invisible, unable to look away even an inch.

She then abruptly raised her hand and waved it behind her, stopping the bodyguards who were about to grab the "madman" away.

This underscores the importance of rare skins in this world.

The main differences between pandas and pigs are their numbers and appearances, but one is a national treasure and the other is food, so their treatment is vastly different.

Living off a woman requires modeling support, and Fang Can happens to have that.

Upon first seeing the boy, Sara Nishikawa had to admit that she was captivated.

Sara Nishikawa: 'How can there be such a handsome man in the world? If I could sleep with him for just one night, I'd be happy to live in a luxury car and drive a villa!'

At that moment, she wished she could empty her Hermès bag and stuff everything into the boy's hand to win his favor.

She would be willing to give up her entire fortune as a dowry just for a one-night stand.
But after years of doing business, the capitalist's rationality and habits eventually suppressed his emotions.

'Spending money is fine, but you have to...you have to make a splash, right? I don't need an equal exchange, but I have to get some benefits, right?' Nishikawa Sara thought somewhat humbly.

"Hey buddy~ I'm a huge fan of 'equivalent exchange'."

"You want money? Sure, but... what can you offer in return?" Nishikawa Sara deliberately dragged out her words with a hooky tone.

"Ah."

Fang Can scoffed lightly, his eyes filled with 'Are you serious?'

"If I don't pay anything and just want to get something for free, will you still not give it to me?"

Fang Can said confidently, "A handsome guy like me, no woman can refuse me. If you don't give it to me, there are plenty of other women who are willing to!"

After saying that, Fang Can made a move to leave, but before he could turn more than 30 degrees, he was grabbed by Nishikawa Sara.

"and many more!"

Nishikawa Sara nervously tugged at Fang Can's sleeve, fearing that his stunningly beautiful face would vanish in the next second.
"Don't go, young man. I'll do whatever you want, as long as... as long as you stay and talk to me for a few more minutes," Nishikawa Sara said humbly.

"Very good." Fang Can's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he stretched out his right hand to the woman again: "Give me the money quickly! I'm in a hurry; I need to take the money to support other women."

"Keeping...keeping other women as mistresses?" A pang of bitterness rose in Nishikawa Sara's heart.

“Yes, she’s having a hard time right now and is short of money, so of course I have to come out and earn money for her.” Fang Can urged, “Can you give me the money quickly? I’m afraid she’ll go hungry at home.”

Poor Nishikawa Sara was being manipulated by Fang Can at this moment.

……

At this moment, in the old, cold basement.

Toyokawa Shoko sat curled up on the worn-out sofa, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, looking somewhat restless.

The heavy, repetitive snoring of his father, Tang Hao, lingered in his ears like background noise.

All of this happened too suddenly.

The person who was originally considered a disgrace for failing to summon and was expelled from the Toyokawa family actually succeeded in summoning the being that the relic pointed to!
what does this mean?
If she were to return to her clan's territory with this certificate, her lost identity as the "eldest daughter of the Toyokawa family" might be within reach.

She can not only wash away the humiliation, but also prove that the sacred relic her father purchased from the magic family in Fuyuki City with a loan of 168 billion yen was not a waste.

However, compared to the summoned apostles of other races, his own apostle's autonomy was a bit too strong.

'To think that right after being summoned, it would abandon me, its summoner, and go off to gather intelligence on its own… How reckless!'

'I feel like there will be too many problems getting along in the future; we'll need time to build a stronger bond.'

A hint of complaint crossed Toyokawa Shoko's mind, but then a faint, elegant smile quietly bloomed on her lips.

Despite the complaints, there was not a trace of blame in their hearts.

The reason couldn't be simpler.

As Summoners and Apostles, they are a community bound by fate! They are partners destined to fight side by side for a lifetime.

At this moment, Fang Can was like a stone thrown into a pool of stagnant, hopeful water, creating ripples of hope called "future".

They left behind their life of luxury and family to begin their independent working lives.

Day after day, he cared for his father, who was consumed by alcoholism and completely devastated, in the dark basement.
Cleaning up the empty wine bottles scattered everywhere, seemingly never-ending;

They were dealing with the vomit that kept appearing on the floor and beds, emitting a pungent, sour smell...

Her long-term repressed life had almost convinced her that her life had embarked on a one-way street from which there was no turning back.

All we could do was floor the gas pedal on that steep downhill road called "Despair"!
Every day I'm constantly sinking and floating in a quagmire of unpleasant things.

Looking around, there was no glimmer of hope, only the options of "bad" and "worse" repeatedly jumping before my eyes.

My mentality slipped away silently with each triggered malicious event.

Even when the body is utterly exhausted, the mind is often jolted awake in the middle of the night by an invisible pressure.

She sometimes even imagined it with fear.

Ultimately, it is the heavy toil that will first break this weary body.

Or will the accumulated despair melt away her reason first, ultimately transforming her into yet another "abnormal" person crushed and distorted by life, as reported in urban legends or television news?
What kind of weirdo will she become then?
Because of excessive working, he has become a strange worker who indiscriminately attacks capitalists?

Just when she was almost resigned to her fate, thinking that her short life was going to be wasted in the basement, rotting like unattended mud.

Fang Can appeared like a beam of intense light piercing an abyss, unexpectedly intruding into and illuminating her dark and cramped world.

What he brought was a power more precious than any gold, a power capable of reigniting life—hope!
With hopeful expectations and visions for the future, after her mind relaxed, her already drowsy spirit made her eyelids feel as heavy as a thousand-pound sluice.

Finally, unable to hold on any longer, she slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep on the sofa. Although the environment remained unchanged, this sleep was the most restful she had in months.

Before her consciousness completely dissipated, Toyokawa Shoko remembered the band she had disbanded.

I wonder what the other five members of the team, which they disbanded even more capriciously, are doing right now?
Are you as at ease as you are right now?
……

Inside the Ruoye family mansion, Ruoye Mu sat somewhat bewildered on the edge of her bed in her bedroom.

Her clear, doe-like eyes darted over the cucumber she was clutching tightly in her hand.

It was just a fragile cucumber, yet it gave her the courage to cut everything off.

It seemed that if she wanted, the entire Ruoye family mansion could be split in two by her cucumber sword energy.

Before today, she was just an ordinary girl.

What sets him apart from his peers is his good family background, decent looks, and a slight, unnoticed mental disorder.

The only difference was the additional voice in her brain.

"There is no doubt, I am you, and my name is also Wakaba Mutsumi!"

A calm voice boomed in Ruoye Mu's mind, and only she could hear it.

Close your eyes, and in the pitch-black space of your consciousness, a girl who looks exactly like you stands in front of you.

Her figure was as upright as a pine or bamboo. A dark-colored light armor clung to her slender waist, with cloud and thunder patterns woven in dark patterns that were faintly visible. A moon-white feather cloak fluttered in the wind over it, and the cuffs were embroidered with crane feather patterns outlined in silver thread. Her wooden clogs crushed cherry blossoms on the ground, and a strand of hair fell between her eyebrows, unable to conceal the sharp and fierce light flowing in her eyes.

This is Wakaba Mutsu, the Cucumber Sword Saint Wakaba Mutsu, Wakaba Mutsu from another world!
"You are me too?" Wakaba Mutsu stared blankly at the girl in his consciousness space.

Although the two look alike, their differences can be easily discerned simply by their aura.

One is as still as a deep pool, its bottom unseen; the other is as cold as winter, its touch harmful.

"Of course, didn't you take what I just said to heart?" Sword Saint Ruoye Mu sneered, "What a useless person I am."

"They have inherited my memories, my power, and my skills, but they lack my awareness and my magnanimity."

Jian Mu sneered, "If you don't have enough awareness of your own life, then open your mind and let me take control!"

"I will take responsibility for your life!"

As Jianmu spoke, Ruoye Mu calmly shook her head, leaving Jianmu helpless.

As for Kenmoku's memories, Wakaba Muku knew them all.

Upon discovering the addition of another consciousness in her mind, she realized the moment their bodies touched that she had inherited everything from the other person.

All of this includes strength, speed, defense, memory, skill, energy...

From Jian Mu's memories, she saw that the other party was born on the Sword Qi Continent and was the pride of the number one sword sect from a young age.

This world has no fancy magic, only sword energy forged through countless trials.

The cultivation realms are divided into: Swordsman, Sword Master, Great Sword Master, Sword Spirit, Sword King, Sword Emperor, Sword Venerable, Sword Saint, and Sword Emperor!
In that world, everyone who cultivates to the end possesses the power to split mountains and divide seas.

As the sect's prodigy, Jian Mu broke through to the Sword Saint realm at the young age of 20, rewriting the history of the entire Sword Continent.

Her greatest achievement was wielding only a cucumber, using no sword to defeat a group of evil cultivators who had practiced for many years, thus earning her great fame.

But for some unknown reason, Jian Mu disappeared from the Sword Continent, transforming into a pure consciousness entity residing in the consciousness space, and inheriting all of his mantle.

“I have seen your memories. This world is full of dangers. We share the same fate, and we will suffer together. Even if you do not let me take control of your body, we cannot sit here and wait to die.”

Jian Mu looked at his true form solemnly and said, "So from today onwards, you shall heed my words, integrate combat into your instincts, and become the supreme master of swordsmanship through countless battles and slaughters."

"Now, as the first step, you start by holding the cucumber and unleashing one hundred spatial slashes!"

Faced with Jian Mu's aggressive words, Ruo Ye Mu remained silent and gently shook her head. Just as she was about to refuse, another hoarse yet alluring voice resounded in this dark space.

"Where is this place? What is your purpose in bringing me here? Speak quickly, or don't blame my magic wand for being unreasonable."

As the low voice spoke, Ruoye Mu and the Sword Saint looked in the direction from which the voice came with strange expressions.

Then she saw a girl still staring at her face, wearing a mage's robe with a six-pointed star pattern, looking wary.

In the girl's hand, a slender magic wand about the length of a forearm was held, pointing at the two of them from afar.

But when he saw the two people's appearances, Mo Mu's expression changed from wariness to surprise and doubt. He obviously did not expect that the people in front of him would be exactly the same as himself.

'The third one...me?' Wakaba Mutsu stared blankly at the magical girl in the consciousness space.

The next moment, a fourth figure quietly appeared behind Mo Mu, gazing at the three people in front of him, making this space of consciousness noisy.

……

On the other side, Takamatsu Tōdō squatted somewhat melancholically in the grass in the wild.

Her unfocused gaze was fixed on the ants crawling past her, but her mind was filled with Xiangzi's words from years ago.

[You are the one who needs to practice the most, Deng]

These were the last words Xiang said to her before leaving the band, and she has remembered them ever since.

'The band's departure was all my fault. If I had tried harder, if I had been more serious...'

Takamatsu couldn't help but think this to herself.

If she works hard enough and doesn't hold Crychic back, will Xiang not ask to leave the team?
With this thought, Takamatsu's vision began to distort, and then a virtual panel popped up in front of him.

Deep Blue

Name: Takamatsu Akari
Gender: Female
Physical fitness: 1.1
Skills: Singing lv3, Astronomy lv1, Japanese lv4, English lv1...

"What is this?" Gao Songdeng's face showed a look of surprise.

At first, she thought she was seeing things, but after closing her eyes and blinking several times, she was certain that the extra thing in front of her was real.

While she was studying the scene within her field of vision.

Above her head, a shooting star streaked silently across the night, finally landing quietly in the suburbs of Beika City.

"That was... a visitor from outer space?"

As the meteor streaked across the sky, Fang Can subconsciously looked up and could clearly see the figure within it.

Not only him, but when the heroes of Beika City arrived at the crash site, they only found a crater covering an area of ​​100 meters in diameter on the outskirts.

(End of this chapter)