Crossover Anime: From DanMachi to Becoming a Garbage Scavenging Master

After explaining the purpose of his trip, Zheng Tianxing stretched out his hand from the void, and with a gentle flick of his fingertips, a point of golden light condensed in the air.

The point of light slowly expanded, and layers of golden halo spread out, gradually taking on an outline and curve, eventually condensing into a perfectly round sphere that looked like a particularly beautiful glass bead.

However, upon closer inspection, one will find that it has many flaws.

The surface of the sphere was covered with fine cracks, and there was even a particularly conspicuous scar across it—through those cracks, one could vaguely see the light inside seeping out little by little, as if the world was constantly bleeding.

"The world of swordsmanship is a broken world. The consciousness of this world itself has perished, and what remains now is nothing more than an empty shell with lingering memories, drifting in the void."

Zheng Tianxing paused for a moment, then continued:

"Its overall worldview is roughly similar to the Far East region of our world, with a so-called samurai culture. The core of this world consists of thirteen variant swords forged by a swordsmith named Shikisaki Kiki."

At this point, he turned his gaze to the Black Tower, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Perhaps this can provide some inspiration for designing a relic system that simulates the universe—after all, this cheat code is more like a junk-collecting system right now."

Black Tower didn't pay much attention to the sarcasm in the words. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he had obviously begun to analyze the settings of those variant swords in his mind.

Zheng Tianxing then turned to the Alfia sisters, his tone becoming somewhat more relaxed.

"However, these things are not of great concern to you for the time being." He smiled slightly. "The main purpose of this trip is to find a master and cultivate. Just focus on practicing your swordsmanship. In your spare time, you can also enjoy the scenery of this other world as a rare pastime."

Having said that, he said no more, and used the access to the Sword Language world that he had taken over with his cheat code to anchor the login time to near the beginning of the story.

The next moment, a portal of light slowly opened in front of the glass bead, surrounded by pixelated points of light, warm and profound. He turned to look at the crowd, his voice calm:

"Let's go, a new world awaits us."

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The sea breeze, carrying a faint salty smell, slowly swept through the rocks and sand.

Shortly after parting ways with her younger brother, Yasuri Shichika, and Toga, Yasuri Shichika noticed something unusual about the island. A portal of light quietly appeared in the void, and three figures emerged from it.

Leading the group was a richly dressed young man with delicate features and a fiery yet subtly arrogant expression. Behind him followed two elegant twin girls—one lively and spirited, the other composed and dignified, a stark contrast to her.

Judging by appearances alone, it looked like the entourage of some noble family's scion on an outing. However, the sudden appearance of the gate of light made people feel a little strange.

Lu Qishi quietly observed them, his expression calm, without any wariness or curiosity, simply observing and judging truthfully.

"This island is quite lively today," she said calmly. "This doesn't seem like a typical tourist spot... so may I ask, what is the purpose of your visit?"

"Yasuri Nanami, I've come to ask you to be the swordsmanship instructor for these two children."

The young man remained calm as he met her gaze, his eyes conveying a quiet certainty.

He took out a pill from his sleeve and handed it over. The pill was warm and smooth, with a soft luster, and looked somewhat like a glowing hawthorn pill.

"This Heart-Nourishing and Soul-Rejuvenating Pill can alleviate your physical condition. If you are willing to teach them, you will receive one pill every month as payment."

Lu Qishi glanced down at the pills and fell into deep thought.

Her body had been plagued by illness since childhood—not to mention the common ailments, the complications were countless. An ordinary person would probably be dead by now. But she didn't want to die from her illness; even if she had to embrace death, she should choose a way that she believed in.

The authenticity and origin of the pill before them were unknown—but the group's demeanor exuded undisguised certainty, unlike a setup or a carefully crafted lie. However, even if it were fake, their health wouldn't worsen, would it?

She made a quick judgment.

"I don't know where you got this information," she said, "but is it okay if I only know the Phantom Blade style?"

Without hesitation, the young man placed the pill in her hand.

Nanami took it and swallowed it directly.

The medicine took effect very quickly. A warm sensation spread from deep within her abdomen, and the pain and heaviness that had accumulated throughout her body over the years gradually loosened and dissipated. She exhaled softly, her limbs and bones seemed to stretch out again, and even her breathing became much smoother.

She quietly sensed the change without saying a word.

The pill was indeed real, but it couldn't completely cure her symptoms.

She spoke again, her tone still calm, but the meaning behind her words already provided the answer.

"I'm not the current head of the Kyoto-ryu school, but Shichika has always listened to me." She paused. "I can teach them some basic techniques first—that way it won't be too much of a leap, and it'll also be a good opportunity to check on my brother's situation outside."

Her gaze returned to the young man.

What is your opinion, sir?

"No problem, let's arrange it this way."

Yasuri Nanami nodded slightly, without any extra expression or words.

And that's how things were settled.

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"The Kyoto-ryu is a swordsmanship without a blade, using the body as the blade and flesh and bones as the sword. Only by transforming the body into a blade can one truly understand the blade—therefore, it is both the ultimate swordsmanship and a martial art for breaking blades. Next, I will demonstrate a few moves."

Lu Qishi stood in the center of the open space, surrounded by interlaced trees, with sunlight filtering through the treetops and dappling the ground with tiny spots of light.

Her feet were staggered, her knees bent and her waist low, her upper body slightly leaning forward. Her hands were spread out, one in front of the other, her weight pressed down on the forward lean, like a fully drawn bow. In the next instant, she stepped forward, her center of gravity suddenly shifting forward, and her hands thrust out in a straight line, speed and power combining in an instant.

"The first set of moves, the seventh move, Du Ruo, followed by the sixth move, Dandelion."

The air seemed to be torn apart; the movements were clean and efficient, without a single unnecessary step.

"Then comes the second set of moves."

She landed close, her body slightly tucked in, as if she were holding something under her armpit. Her elbow pressed forward, her back tensed, and she sank slightly, as if something nonexistent had been broken. Then she turned, her back leg sweeping out with a broad and steady arc.

"The twelfth move, Chrysanthemum, followed by Peony. That is, a folding knife followed by a roundhouse kick."

After demonstrating a few more movements, she let her hands fall to her sides and stood still again, as if the movements she had just performed were nothing more than a trivial matter.

Her gaze swept around and landed on Alphia—then she paused for a moment.

The footsteps, gestures, and center of gravity were almost perfectly synchronized.

People are different—Nanami Yasuri understood this from a very young age. Her talent was so exceptional that it even frightened her father, who therefore forbade her from learning the Kyoto-ryu style. So, how did she master these skills?

The answer is simple—just look.

While Shichika practiced her moves repeatedly, she would hide in the nearby bushes and observe quietly.

You can get a general understanding after reading it once.

After reading it twice, you can point out the discrepancies.

Watching it three times will allow you to make better optimizations.

This is her ability – "Kenkiko". And as her understanding of martial arts deepens, the ability of Kenkiko becomes stronger and stronger.

The girl before her, unlike Nanaka, possessed considerable talent. If she were to teach her without reservation, honing her into a formidable opponent…

To die at the hands of someone like that might not be such a bad ending—hehehe.

However, now that Shichika has gone off-island, will she encounter someone like Alphia? That might not be good. Shichika is so weak, won't something bad happen to her?

Suddenly, a sea breeze from afar ruffled Nanami's hair. Gazing at the sea, a thought crossed her mind—

I want to see the outside world.