Chapter 126: Twin Entities

“This...”

Zhao Xiyan watched Lu Jue standing still. To her surprise, he even closed his eyes, appearing remarkably relaxed.

Wasn’t this courting death? The two were already mismatched in strength, yet he acted so nonchalantly.

Wolf Head, who was watching from the side, narrowed his eyes at the scene and murmured softly, “I misjudged him. That kid only had one chance with a single move; otherwise, the outcome would have been different.”

...

Yang Guang glanced at Lu Jue with a cold snort. Raising his hand, he swung his long blade slowly before his eyes. The blade began to glow, his aura surging with every passing moment, and the edges of his clothes fluttered as if stirred by an unseen wind.

“Blade... light!”

Veins bulged on Yang Guang’s forehead as his deep voice cracked while shouting the first word.

The blade’s radiance intensified until it nearly illuminated everything around the base of Wolf Tooth Mountain. Then, at the peak of its brilliance, like the sun shining down, the light suddenly retracted, condensing back into the blade, which transformed into a crescent moon of pure clarity.

At this moment, Yang Guang had unleashed his full strength. His aura reached its zenith. With several rapid strides, he leapt up, raising the blade—glowing like a bright moon—and slashed downward toward the motionless Lu Jue, whose eyes remained closed.

“Interesting. No matter who dies, girl, you’ll have to drag the corpse to me.”

Wolf Head licked his lips lightly, swallowing hard.

Zhao Xiyan, too tense to heed Wolf Head’s words, anxiously focused on the duelists.

Just as Yang Guang’s blade was about to fall, Lu Jue’s eyes snapped open, shining brightly. It was as if everything around him had slowed significantly.

Now!

Lu Jue felt immense pressure pressing down on his head. His body swayed slightly, sidestepping Yang Guang’s strike. Quietly and swiftly, he uttered, “Sword Shadow!”

Yang Guang’s attack missed its mark. Lu Jue’s figure vanished like a phantom and reappeared some distance away, the two now standing back to back, having shifted positions.

“What just happened?”

Zhao Xiyan hadn’t fully seen the scene. She only sensed that Lu Jue had seemingly vanished and then reappeared, standing calmly back to back with Yang Guang as if nothing had occurred.

Zhao Xiyan’s strength was insufficient to grasp the movement, but Wolf Head saw clearly: Lu Jue hadn’t disappeared but instead used sword techniques focused on speed, moving too fast to track.

“What a pity, a pity. At the last moment, that kid broke through.”

Wolf Head sighed softly, as if achieving mastery at the grandmaster level had suddenly become effortless.

“Did you see it clearly, Senior?”

Zhao Xiyan looked surprised at the lazy-looking Wolf Head, who was smacking his lips.

Wolf Head glanced at the puzzled Zhao Xiyan and sighed.

“Girl, back when Wolf Tooth besieged you, you seemed to be at a similar level. Why haven’t you reached grandmaster now?”

Zhao Xiyan was speechless at the question and could only smile awkwardly.

There are millions who practice martial arts across the world, but how many become grandmasters? Yet, hearing it from Wolf Head was like hearing about cabbages and radishes.

“Thank you, Brother Yang.”

The two stood silently, backs turned, before Lu Jue broke into a gentle smile.

At this moment, Lu Jue once again resembled the refined and courteous young master he was. All the earlier excitement and battle frenzy had vanished.

After Lu Jue spoke, Yang Guang did not respond. Instead, his shoulders trembled slightly, followed by a strange laugh.

*Pfft.*

Blood sprayed as fresh wounds appeared on Yang Guang’s chest, back, and several other places—wounds inflicted in that instant by Lu Jue’s sword shadow.

“You?”

Sensing something amiss behind him, Lu Jue turned to look. Yang Guang, also looking back, seemed transformed—a grotesque grin stretched across his face under the moonlight, his lips twitching madly as he stared at Lu Jue with a manic excitement.

If Chen Pingwu and the others were present, they would recognize this other side of Yang Guang.

The devilish Yang Guang was the only one who could wear such an expression.

“Thanks? I should be the one thanking you, Young Master Lu!”

Despite multiple wounds and blood flowing steadily, Yang Guang seemed unaffected. His gaze fixed on Lu Jue with a crazed smile, like a fiend crawling from the blood pool of hell.

“Hmm? This kid is getting more interesting.”

Wolf Head had thought it was over. After all, he could tell Lu Jue had no intent to kill. Even if Lu Jue broke through to grandmaster, Yang Guang might not be able to kill him. He assumed the two would simply stop there—but the situation turned even more intriguing.

As Wolf Head said, Lu Jue’s sword shadow deliberately avoided Yang Guang’s vital points, showing no real intent to kill.

Otherwise, that strike alone would have left Yang Guang dead or gravely wounded.

“Senior, what’s wrong with Yang Guang?”

Zhao Xiyan asked softly, clearly puzzled by Yang Guang’s sudden personality change.

Wolf Head quietly explained.

“If I’m not mistaken, this kid seems to have two personalities, what’s called a dual entity.”

“Dual entity? Why have I never heard of it?”

“You’re still young; there’s plenty you haven’t heard. To this day, no one can conclusively define what a dual entity is, but one thing is certain: this person has Tidid bloodline.”

Wolf Head sneered lightly when Zhao Xiyan admitted ignorance, then continued.

“A dual entity means two distinct personalities coexist within one body. Some can switch freely between them, while others only manifest under special circumstances. In short, you can understand it as a product of the union between a Ye dynasty individual and a Tidid tribe member. Historically, dual entities almost always emerge from such crossbreeding, though the chances are incredibly slim.”

Looking at Yang Guang, Wolf Head was certain one of his parents was from the Ye dynasty.

“Just two personalities? Then why do I feel...”

Zhao Xiyan stared at the drastically changed Yang Guang, puzzled yet unable to pinpoint why.

Wolf Head’s voice grew solemn.

“Whenever a dual entity appears, they are no ordinary people. Each one has left extraordinary marks in history, all born with exceptional talents.”

“Exceptional talents!”

Zhao Xiyan exclaimed, staring intently at Yang Guang, trying to discern his differences, unaware of how calmly Wolf Head regarded the matter.

Dual entities have always been a secret among the high echelons of various nations, a forbidden topic.

No one permits the existence of dual entities, yet every appearance of one changes the course of an era.

Wolf Head’s strangely colored eyes shimmered with an odd light as he quietly observed Yang Guang. Those defiant, death-defying heterochromatic eyes now held a faint trace of sorrow.

“Child, your path ahead is long. I only hope you live a life more splendid than mine.”

Wolf Head thought silently, seeing in Yang Guang’s figure a reflection of his younger self.