Crossover Anime: From DanMachi to Becoming a Garbage Scavenging Master

On the training ground of Bucheng Island, the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Frozen Snowflakes, carrying the heavy Xuanzhong Ruler on her back and wielding a wooden sword, was chasing after Alphia all over the place, shouting relentlessly:

"Little Alphia, quickly call her 'Sister Pink Snow'! Once you do, stop!"

Alphia was in a rather disheveled state at this moment.

The girl, being two years older and physically stronger, had become increasingly swift and powerful since learning swordsmanship from Master Qi Shi for two months—each strike was fast and heavy, leaving her opponent with almost nowhere to dodge.

boom--!

When the wooden sword struck, the ground suddenly cracked open, sending shards of stone flying everywhere.

Mettler, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Didn't Sister Alphia say that as the leader of a familia, she must maintain her dignity and would never call someone 'Sister Pink Snow'?"

She rested her chin on her hand, watching the figures awkwardly dodging on the training field.

"Where has that majesty gone?"

Her gaze fell on the crack in the ground, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes.

"But is this the body-tempering technique that Lord Tianxing mentioned... Martial arts are indeed amazing."

She murmured softly.

"Sister Pink Snow's Cold Bone Technique can draw upon the cold energy of heaven and earth to temper the body, borrowing the power of nature. I heard that Sister Seven and Sister Black Tower have also begun researching body-tempering techniques..."

At this point, she frowned slightly.

"But Alphia and I wield the power of death and romance... How can we cultivate such a power?"

But no one answered the question; only the clanging of wooden swords and hurried footsteps remained on the training ground.

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In the training field, Alphia constantly used her Shrinking Ground technique to dodge the relentless attacks of the powder snow within a small space.

However, at that moment, her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to a conversation she had had a few days earlier.

That day, Lord Tianxing suddenly mentioned a swordsman from another world with a very imposing name: Dugu Qiubai.

Lord Tianxing recounted the life of that swordsman and the so-called four realms of swordsmanship theory.

The first level is called the Realm of the Sharp Sword. The swordsman, wielding a sharp sword, displays his full power, capable of cutting down all things with a single strike.

The second level is called the Soft Sword Realm. Swordsmen rely on the soft sword in their hands to create a mix of reality and illusion, with unpredictable sword techniques to confuse their opponents.

The third level is called the Heavy Sword Realm. The swordsman abandons sharpness and skill, integrating them into his own body, and crushes his opponent with only the most basic power.

The final level is called the Swordless Realm. In this realm, the swordsman can use grass, trees, bamboo, and rocks as swords, and may not even need to wield a sword, because with a sword in his heart, everything is a sword.

Master Nanami must have already reached the state of no sword.

boom!

A muffled thud suddenly exploded.

Pink Snow's powerful sword was already upon him.

Alphia snapped back to her senses, pushed off with her foot, and slid backward, narrowly avoiding the attack.

My thoughts returned to the battle.

After several months of honing their skills—

The difference between the Sharp Sword Realm and the Soft Sword Realm is no longer a problem for her.

Those sharp sword techniques and agile movements have long been ingrained in their bones and muscles, becoming instinctive.

But the third realm, the Heavy Sword Realm, always seemed like a mountain blocking our way.

She understood the principle, but she could never find the answer.

But the opponent right in front of us is precisely the most troublesome type.

Frozen Snowflake possesses astonishing strength, further enhanced by Master Nanami's swordsmanship guidance—

Each sword strike was steady and powerful, like a boulder rolling down a mountain peak.

Alphia could only retreat continuously, relying on her agility to maneuver around the enemy.

Every time he caught the sword, his tiger's mouth was numb from the impact.

"Alphia! Aren't you going to call me 'older sister'?!"

With a loud shout, Fenxue swept her wooden sword horizontally.

call--!

The sound of wind breaking through the air caused it to vibrate.

Alphia raised her sword to parry.

boom--!

A tremendous force crashed down.

It felt as if the entire mountain was pressing down on the sword.

My wrist suddenly sank, and my body was almost knocked back.

In that very instant—

The body moved on its own. The precision of the Sharp Sword Realm and the flexibility of the Soft Sword Realm merged naturally at this moment.

The sword tip shifted slightly, and his wrist twisted.

The overwhelming force of the powdery snow was quietly diverted—sliding down her arms, flowing along her waist and back, and finally sinking into the ground beneath her feet.

Alphia was stunned, because she hadn't consciously tried to reduce the force; her body had simply done so naturally.

At that very moment, a long-dormant power slowly rose from the soles of his feet.

Feet, legs, waist, back, shoulders, arms.

It was as if an invisible thread was connecting all the strength in my body.

All power converged in that instant. Alphia swung her sword, a sword strike of the simplest kind.

boom--!

The wooden sword in Powder Snow's hand was violently shaken and rolled a long distance on the ground.

The training ground suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, Alphia finally understood.

The so-called Heavy Sword Realm means that every sword strike uses the full power of the entire body!

"oops."

Pink Snow looked at her empty palms, then looked up at Alphia.

There wasn't much frustration on his face.

"This 'Call Me Sister' operation... has failed again."

She stroked her chin and thought seriously for two seconds, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

Pink Snow pointed at Alphia and solemnly announced, "But it's alright! You win this time, little Captain Alphia!"

She instantly regained her composure, put her hands on her hips, raised her head and straightened her chest, and spoke in a clear voice.

"But—things change every thirty years, so don't underestimate a young girl's potential! I'll definitely make you call me 'older sister'!"

Alphia covered her face with her hands, letting out a tired and helpless sigh.

"...Lord Tianxing is teaching people to say strange things again."

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However, outside of Bu Cheng Island, another turning point in fate is quietly taking place.

As the sun sets behind the mountains, its lingering rays cast a slanting glow on the long stone steps in front of the shrine.

A cool evening breeze blew in from the woods.

Touji looked up at the darkening sky, as if finally letting out a sigh of relief, and gently stretched her shoulders.

"I didn't expect to defeat the Phoenix Manabi so easily. Now, once we retrieve the Flame Blade Gun, this journey should be over, right?"

Her tone carried a rare air of ease.

She turned her head to look at Nanaka, a smile in her eyes.

"I managed to finish before sunset—so let's hurry up and finish."

As she spoke, she naturally extended her hand. However, Shichika stood still, looking at her blankly. Toga's face instantly flushed.

"What are you standing there like a dummy for?"

She spoke with a hint of annoyance, as if trying to hide something.

"Didn't you agree to be my confidant?"

Nanaka hesitated before speaking, "But..."

"A confidant," Toga turned her head away, her tone matter-of-fact yet slightly awkward, "is someone whose master needs to hold hands with when they walk."

"Is this...right?"

"Of course!" she answered quickly.

Nana was silent for a moment, seemingly pondering this strange common sense statement seriously. Finally, she nodded.

"Oh well."

Their hands clasped together. Nana looked down at the soft, warm hand and said, "I thought you wouldn't say something like this in the end, so I wouldn't lower my guard."

Toga gave a soft hum, but did not pull her hand back.

Her gaze fell on the darkening mountain shadows in the distance, her tone carrying a barely perceptible gentleness: "You've changed a lot this past year, Nana. You've come to know society, you've come to know the world, you've gained knowledge, and you've gained determination—you've grown."

She paused for a moment, then smiled again.

"Although I'm not as good as you, I've changed a lot in the past year. Many of the things that happened on the trip were actually firsts for me as well."

Nana couldn't help but laugh as she listened to her words.

Toga immediately said, "Don't smile like that, it's really uncomfortable to watch."

"Aren't you laughing yourself, Tomoko?"

"I didn't!"

The two of them continued bickering back and forth like that.

As evening fell, footsteps approached from afar on the stone steps.

With long orange hair cascading down her shoulders, her face was completely covered by a mask bearing the words "I cannot bear it." That was Souda Uemonzaemon, the confidant of the Denial Princess.

When Tou'er saw him, she sighed softly, but had already released Qi Hua's hand and taken a step forward.

"As expected, Princess Denial is as perceptive as ever. Did she already anticipate that we would come here?"

She glanced back at Nana.

"Seven Flowers - The political struggle under the shogunate is about to begin."

She has already taken a step forward.

He called out to the man on the stone steps, "Oh, Lord Uemon-zaemon. Shall I say hello for coming all this way to greet you?"

She spread her hands, her tone calm: "As you can see—the eleventh of the twelve variant swords, the Poison Blade·Glazed, has just been successfully retrieved. So, do you, appearing here, have anything to say?"

Behind the mask, the man's voice was calm and indifferent: "Ah, you've already retrieved the eleventh one... Congratulations, you're one step closer to realizing your ambition."

"Ambition?" Toga raised an eyebrow slightly. "I don't recall having that kind of thing."

Uemon and Saemon looked at her silently, and said in a low voice, "Then it is for revenge. —The one who instigated the chaos, Princess Yusha, the only daughter of Hida Takahito!"

Toga's smile froze slightly.

"Don't blame me, I was just doing my job."

Before the words were finished, they were interrupted—

bang bang.

The muzzle of the Flame Blade Gun flashed, and the two gunshots shattered the silence of dusk.

This was the first time Qihua had heard gunshots, and the sudden explosion left him momentarily bewildered as to what had happened.

The bullet had already been fired, and the next instant—

Blood gushed out suddenly; the bullet had struck Toga's vitals with pinpoint accuracy.

The immense inertia hurled her backward, her body flying through the air as blood gushed from her chest, quickly staining the stone steps.