mtlumby2d Chapter 561 Twin Contract
Chapter 561 Twin Contract
The crisp sound of the bronze mask shattering echoed in the depths of the ancient sea. Yun Yao's fingertips were still on the hilt of the quantum sword. Data streams dripped down her hair, exploding into tiny silver lights in the dark blue sea. The masked man staggered back, and the code sword energy cut twelve parallel cracks in his shirt. Mercury-like space-time energy flowed under his exposed skin - that was the "tracing light vein" that only the elites of the Space-Time Administration could master.
"Chu Mochen!" Yun Yao's voice was trembling due to the seawater. The man in front of her was half-kneeling on the remains of the clam shell. The left half of his body was as transparent as melted glass. She could clearly see the outline of the Nascent Soul in his chest flickering with his breathing. The masked man's attack just now, which was wrapped in the turbulence of time and space, was like a highly corrosive acid, swallowing up Chu Mochen's existence bit by bit along his meridians.
The last prompt before the system crashed exploded in her mind: [An abnormality was detected in the host's soul anchor point, and the conditions for activating the twin contract——] Yun Yao suddenly remembered the scene she saw at the edge of the ancient sea three days ago: hundreds of silver bracelets on the wrists of corpses, each with a tiny double spiral pattern engraved on the inside, exactly the same as the contract mark she and Chu Mochen had first engraved in the back mountain of Qinglan Sect.
“Give me the core component!” The masked man’s voice suddenly changed, and the space-time energy condensed into a vortex in his palm. “When your mother stole the core, she should have known that Chu Mochen’s soul was originally the anchor fragment of the Space-Time Administration Bureau. His existence is for—”
Before she finished speaking, Yun Yao had already pressed the quantum core into the system mark between her eyebrows. The data stream climbed along her arm like a living thing, and when it touched the broken fragments of Chu Mochen's Dragon Roar Sword, all the codes suddenly beeped. Those symbols that should have been cold binary symbols, now seemed like spiritual objects that recognized their master, actively entwined around the cracks in the sword body, and reassembled the broken blade into a quantum sword with a blue glow.
"Do you remember our agreement in the back mountain of Qinglan Sect?" Yun Yao knelt on one knee and put the hilt of the sword into Chu Mochen's translucent hand. The moment her wrist touched his palm, pale golden contract patterns emerged under her skin, like two intertwined dragons, spreading rapidly along the hands of the two people. Chu Mochen looked up and saw that the light flowing in her eyes was no longer a simple data light, but a cold blue mixed with the ice spirit root. The two forces formed a perfect yin and yang fish pattern deep in her pupils.
The masked man suddenly cried out in a broken voice: "Twin Contract! You actually did this without the certification of the Administration--" His attack was ineffective the moment it touched the contract pattern, and the vortex of time and space was pulled towards him, tearing a half-palm-deep wound on his chest. Yun Yao took the opportunity to pull Chu Mochen back, but found that his transparent body was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under every inch of the recovered skin, there were tiny contract patterns growing like roots.
"So you already knew it." Yun Yao stared at the trembling fingertips of the masked man, and suddenly she had an idea. She remembered that when she used the "Rebirth Guide" to break the opponent's skills, the lingering sound of the nursery rhyme that penetrated into his consciousness actually touched the back of the master uncle of the Qinglan Sect in his memory - the old man who always quietly placed ice spirit grass at the door when she was in seclusion, and the elder who gave her the "Ice Heart Sutra" when she first entered the sect.
"Pah", the bronze mask fell to the bottom of the sea, and in the stirred up mud and sand, the face of the head master gradually became clear. The teardrop mole on the corner of his left eye was still there, but now the bottom of his eye was full of bloodshot, and the corner of his mouth was no longer overflowing with the gentle smile of the past, but black blood mixed with the energy of time and space.
“Yun Yao, listen to me—” Master’s voice was more urgent than ever before, “When your mother bound your soul and Chu Mochen’s soul to two worlds, she knew that the Administration would not let you go. I deliberately joined the Fallen Cult in order to spread false information among them, but I didn’t expect that they would actually create something that could devour the space-time anchor—”
Chu Mochen's quantum sword suddenly pressed against his uncle's throat, and the blue light on the sword made his face look grim: "Why set up a mind-demon array at the center of the array? Why let Liu Yan'er attack Qinglan Sect?" Although his voice was calm, the hand holding the sword was shaking. After all, the person standing in front of him was the elder who had watched him grow up.
The uncle smiled bitterly and looked at Yun Yao: "The memory fragments in the Heart Demon Illusion Formation are the keys that your mother left behind. Only when you call upon the power of technology and cultivation at the same time in a desperate situation can you activate the Twin Contract. As for the crisis of the Qinglan Sect--" He coughed up a mouthful of black blood and pointed to the bronze tripod floating in the distance, "Those tripods contain the memories of Chu Mochen's previous three lives as a sword cultivator without calamity. Without the blood mist of the Blood Evil Sect, it is impossible to awaken them."
Yun Yao suddenly recalled the fragments of her past life she had seen at the center of the formation: the starry sky projection in the laboratory, her mother's jade pendant, and the back of the man in black robe. It turned out that each memory fragment was a foreshadowing by her mother, and the betrayal of her uncle was just to force her to complete the fusion of souls on the brink of life and death. Her fingertips stroked the contract pattern on the back of Chu Mochen's hand, where the old scar from when he was scratched by a monster to save her ten years ago was still there, and it was now gently wrapped by the data flow.
"Why didn't you tell me directly?" Yun Yao's voice trembled. "Do you know how painful it was for me when I saw the head master being hung upside down in the center of the formation? Do you know how much I hated myself when A-Lin and Xiao Cui turned into corpses in front of me?"
The uncle closed his eyes, two lines of blood and tears slid down: "Because only real pain can make your data spiritual roots and cultivation spiritual roots resonate completely. Yun Yao, your mother said in the laboratory that the combination of technology and cultivation is never a gentle fusion, but a tempering like ice and fire hitting each other-" He suddenly opened his eyes, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "There is no time to explain now. The time and space hunters of the Administration will catch up soon. What they want is the 'Untouchable Sword Soul' in Chu Mochen's body. That was when the Heavenly Dao Saint fell-"
Before he finished speaking, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the ancient sea. Like the sound of broken glass coming from all directions, the dark blue sea water instantly became turbid, and countless silver light blades shot out from the cracks in time and space, aiming directly at Chu Mochen's eyebrows. Yun Yao instinctively threw him to the ground, and the data spiritual root formed a protective shield on the surface of the body, but heard a "sizzling" corrosion sound - that was the "anchor cutting blade" specially made by the Administration, which was specifically targeted at the soul of the space-time anchor.
"Grab my hand!" Yun Yao yelled, and the twin contract patterns burst into strong light the moment the two held hands. Above her Nascent Soul, the data spiritual root and the ice spiritual root completely overlapped for the first time, forming a suspended binary yin-yang diagram, which bounced all the cutting blades back into the cracks. Chu Mochen took the opportunity to swing the quantum sword, and wherever the sword energy passed, the cracks in time and space collapsed like a spider web, revealing the figure of a hunter wearing a silver mecha behind the cracks.
"There are twelve of them!" The uncle-master struggled to stand up, and with his fingertips he pinched out the "Big Dipper Trap Formation" that had long been lost in the Qinglan Sect. "Yun Yao, take Chu Mochen to the 'World Anchor Altar' in the deepest part of the ancient sea. There is what your mother left behind--" Before he could finish his words, a silver blade of light had pierced through his chest, and the energy of time and space exploded in his body, turning half of his body into powder.
"Uncle Master!" Yun Yao's roar mixed with the whimper of the sea. Chu Mochen suddenly hugged her waist, and the quantum sword drew a semicircular light shield above his head, blocking the attacks that followed: "He's right, now is not the time for revenge." His voice was hoarse, but with unprecedented firmness, "Look at the contract pattern--"
Yun Yao looked down and found that the twin emblems on their wrists were absorbing the space-time energy scattered by their master. Every time they absorbed a strand, the code on the emblem became more golden. Even more amazing was that Chu Mochen's pupils showed the same binary light as hers, which meant that their spiritual roots were undergoing a deeper fusion through the contract.
"Follow me closely." Chu Mochen suddenly carried her on his shoulders, and the quantum sword turned into a stream of light and pierced into the rock layer on the seabed. At the moment he swung the sword, Yun Yao saw that the old wound on his back was showing the same sword pattern as the inheritance of the Wujie sword cultivator. Those patterns echoed with the contract pattern, and actually opened a portal on the rock layer that exuded maternal brilliance - that was a passage that could only be opened by people with the "World Anchor Point" bloodline.
As soon as they stepped into the portal, they heard the roar of the space-time hunter behind them. Yun Yao looked back and saw that the remaining half of the master's body was being dragged into the crack by the hunter. His eyes were always fixed on her, and his lips opened and closed silently: "Go to the altar... Find the creation jade slip..."
The moment the portal closed, Chu Mochen suddenly fell to his knees. Yun Yao then discovered that although his translucent body had recovered, there were fine cracks under each contract pattern, like a piece of porcelain that was forcibly spliced together. "Idiot, you should have let me bear this a long time ago." She touched his forehead distressedly, and the data spirit root automatically transmitted energy, but found that the Nascent Soul in his body was autonomously absorbing these data streams, like a seedling that had been in drought for a long time and finally met with a rain.
"It turns out that the Twin Contract can really share spiritual roots." Chu Mochen smiled and ran his fingertips across the system mark on her collarbone, where the complete Twin Contract diagram was now emerging. "No wonder your mother designed me to be your guardian. It turns out that from the beginning, we were each other's sword and sheath."
Yun Yao suddenly recalled the fragment of her past life that she saw at the center of the formation: in the laboratory, her mother once said to her young daughter, "Xiaoyao, I found you a hilt that will never break." She didn't understand it at that time, but now she understands that Chu Mochen is not only her hilt, but also her anchor in this world, and the key to the resonance between technology and cultivation.
At the end of the portal was an altar suspended in the void. The nine stone pillars were engraved with runes she had never seen before, but they were strangely familiar - it was a combination of the star map of the ancient civilization of the Earth and the spiritual vein map of the cultivation world. In the center of the altar, a jade slip with a silver glow was suspended. The flow on the surface of the jade slip was the creation data stream she had seen in the core component.
The moment she reached out to touch the jade slip, the entire altar suddenly lit up. Chu Mochen's quantum sword automatically flew up and inserted into the groove in the center of the altar. The contract pattern resonated with the jade slip, projecting countless images in the void: the back of her mother debugging the shuttle in the laboratory, the scene of her father confronting the Administration as a Heavenly Saint, and the different lives of her and Chu Mochen in countless parallel worlds.
“Yun Yao, Chu Mochen.” The mother’s voice came from the jade slip, with a tenderness that transcended time and space. “When you see this, it means that the twin contract has been fully activated. Now you must remember that the Wujie Sword Soul in Chu Mochen’s body was actually transformed by your father using his own Heavenly Dao Origin. And your data spiritual root, Yun Yao, is the bridge connecting the two worlds. The Administration will not let you go, because they are afraid of the possibility of symbiosis that you have created, and they are even more afraid of——”
The voice was suddenly interrupted, and the surface of the jade slip flashed with interference like snowflakes. Yun Yao felt Chu Mochen's hand suddenly tightened, and looked up to see him staring at a certain fragment of the picture: in a parallel world, Chu Mochen was holding a sword pointing at her heart, and in her eyes, there was a broken system interface.
"Don't believe it." Chu Mochen suddenly turned around and held her face with both hands. "No matter how many lives have passed, no matter how they planned, my sword will always be swung only for you." His thumb wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The contract pattern emitted a strong light the moment the two touched, lighting up the broken pictures one by one. "Look, haven't we broken their script now?"
Yun Yao suddenly smiled, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Chu Mochen lightly on the lips. The data flow flowed between the two people along with the kiss, and the runes on the altar lit up, forming a protective shield. Outside, the fluctuations of the space-time cracks became more and more intense, and the hunter's footsteps were getting closer and closer, but at this moment she was no longer afraid, because she could clearly feel that Chu Mochen's heartbeat resonated with her spiritual roots, and every beat was strengthening the contract between them.
"What should we do next?" Chu Mochen's voice was a little hoarse, and the tips of his ears were red. Yun Yao looked down at the jade slip and found a new piece of information in it: [The Genesis Jade Slip has been activated, and the location of the remaining core components is: 30° north latitude on the earth, the Western Desert Sand Sea in the cultivation world]. She looked up at the ancient sea outside the altar, where the starry sky of the earth appeared at some point, interweaving with the spiritual veins of the cultivation world to form a beautiful light belt.
"Let's go collect the remaining cores." Yun Yao held Chu Mochen's hand tightly, the contract pattern on her palm burning, "Then, create a future that even the Heavenly Dao cannot control." The twin star maps were reflected in her eyes, and the data spirit root and the ice spirit root coexisted harmoniously in her body, "Because our contract has never been a designed destiny, but a spanning of two worlds. I choose you, and you choose my obsession."
Chu Mochen looked at the light in her eyes and suddenly remembered the scene when they first met: the girl who said "Data is the purest law" by the lotus pond was now holding his hand and heading towards an unknown adventure. He knew that there were countless crises ahead, and the Administration, the Fallen Church, and even the Heavenly Dao itself would become obstacles for them, but as long as she was by his side and the Twin Contract was still there, he had the courage to face everything.
"Okay, let's do it together." Chu Mochen raised the quantum sword, and the tip of the sword cut through the protective shield of the altar. The turbulent space-time outside roared in, but calmed down the moment it touched the contract pattern. Yun Yao looked at his back and suddenly understood that the so-called twin contract was never a one-sided protection, but two souls finally learned to rely on each other and achieve each other in countless reincarnations.
Deep in the ancient sea, the portal opened again. Two figures embraced each other and stepped into the light. The altar behind them gradually disappeared, leaving only the light of creation flickering on the jade slip. At the other end of the space-time rift, the space-time hunters were rushing over with more powerful weapons. They didn't know that Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were no longer chess pieces that could be manipulated by others, but real twin contracters who were about to rewrite the rules of the universe.
(End of this chapter)