Chapter 1120: Following Him Will Be Entertaining

Chapter 1120: Following Him Will Be Entertaining

Lin Nuo had his sword pointed at the necks of this group of old geezers, just waiting for Qin Shili to respond. Once she did, he would strike—one head after another, taking turns to chop away until their heads rolled on the ground, blood flying everywhere. Now that would be exhilarating!

He could even kick their rolling heads like soccer balls.

Talk about being the king of the pitch!

Sure, it wasn’t real life, but hey, it was a thrill nonetheless.

“Stop, don’t do that.”

Qin Shili intervened, hoping he wouldn’t pull such stunts in her family’s territory.

The ground beneath them trembled, and the entire sky turned gloomy.

“What’s going on? Do you know?” Qin Shili asked Lin Nuo, puzzled.

“This—it’s hard to explain,” Lin Nuo replied.

“Why is it hard?”

“Because, well, it just is.”

Lin Nuo wanted to tell her she was dreaming, that nothing around them was real. The villagers beside her were just figments of her imagination; even if she felt powerful in this dream, it was still a dream.

But he couldn’t say that out loud, or he’d really get himself in trouble and never return.

Master Cong, who had gone mad, had run out already, so why was her dream still ongoing?

Could it be truly sealed off?

If so, he’d be stuck with her.

“I feel like everything here isn’t quite real anymore. And you, I increasingly feel like I’ve seen you before; that feeling is very strong.”

Qin Shili clutched her head and surveyed the surroundings. The fallen people and the remaining survivors no longer felt real; the more she looked, the more fake everything appeared.

“You’re starting to feel it? Well then, take your time to figure it out. As for us—ha, you’ve seen more than you think. Do you believe we once shared a bed?”

“I…you…”

Qin Shili found it hard to believe such a topic, thinking Lin Nuo was joking.

But strangely, it felt like it might have happened.

“Forget I said anything—don’t get excited! I was just joking. Just think of it as my wild imagination. I mean, isn’t it normal for a guy like me who admires you to fantasize about sharing a bed with you?”

Lin Nuo shrugged; back then, he wanted to be with her, and later it transformed into her wanting him.

Well, they had been quite intimate a few times.

“If I heard a guy say this on a normal day, I’d find it disgusting, but you don’t make me feel that way. So, I believe that this place isn’t the real world. Everything here is fake—except for you, you’re real.”

Qin Shili affirmed her feelings more strongly; this was not the real world.

“Well, that’s your opinion; I won’t comment. But I’ll ask you, if what you say is true, do you want to follow me out? But you should be cautious; someone who can control the Demon Path is bound to be a bit devious. And you have no idea where I might take you.”

“I’m willing.”

“Make sure you think it through,” Lin Nuo reminded her again.

“I’ve thought it through.”

“Alright, but actually, I don’t know how to get you out. You might have to walk yourself out.”

Lin Nuo shrugged, feeling a bit helpless; he had just bragged but was now revealing the truth, pulling off a little trick.

“You sure can talk big. Fine, even if we can’t get out, you mentioned there are plenty of fun places to explore in this world; take me there.”

“Let’s go then. But my sword control isn’t great, you’ll have to help me ride the sword,” Lin Nuo said.

“Let’s see, or else we’ll just walk. I want to step on your sword, not control it myself. If I control the sword, it defeats the point of you guiding me.”

“That’s one way to look at it… Sure, when I fell from the sky, that was about my level.”

With that, Lin Nuo waved his right hand, and soon, his Spirit Sword soared before him, and he stepped onto it.

“Come on, my Second Martial Sister.”

“Aren’t you going to give me a hand?”

“You just want to jump right on… fine.”

Lin Nuo reached out and pulled Qin Shili onto his Spirit Sword.

He didn’t know where they were headed, but he figured he wouldn’t be taking her anywhere too extravagant.

Let’s take her to Ru Yu Village; fishing sounds good since he wanted to go there anyway.

Now that he had ample spirit power, controlling the sword felt effortless. In the blink of an eye, Lin Nuo had flown up into the sky.

Above them, the clouds were vast, and a cool breeze blew through their hair.

Qin Shili, having always flown the sword alone, normally felt nothing about the sky, but this time, being with Lin Nuo, it felt wonderfully different.

It seemed following him would always be interesting; even if he took her to a desert or wild forest, as long as she was with him, there would be hope.

“My Second Martial Sister, if you’re afraid of falling, just hold on tight to me.”

Lin Nuo teased, feeling that there was no way Qin Shili would actually hug him now—just some banter.

“Okay.”

Qin Shili softly responded, then opened her arms and hugged him from behind.

This surprised Lin Nuo; she would never do such a thing at this stage.

“My Second Martial Sister, you really are hugging me.”

“Yeah, I am. What’s wrong? Am I not welcome?”

“Welcome, definitely welcome; it’s not like I’m losing out.”

Lin Nuo chuckled, suddenly feeling a sense of achievement—he’d gotten the girl who formerly despised him, Qin Shili, to hug him in such a short time.

Throughout this process, he had kept joking about how he once pursued her.

It felt as if a naive young boy’s small dream was finally realized.

“Hold on tight; I’m going to speed up.”

Lin Nuo said, his hand resting on Qin Shili’s soft hand, channeling spirit energy to accelerate the sword’s speed, whoosh, they pierced through the clouds.

Together, they journeyed across the world, looking down upon the mortals, weaving through the mist, before diving into a thick cloud, where everything ahead turned white and obscured their path…

…

In reality.

The Refining Demon Sect’s demon practitioners had already begun to take action. They moved extremely swiftly; seeing those purple robes, the common people were terrified and quickly moved aside.

“Excuse me, how can we assist you?”

Seeing some disciples approaching, the innkeeper stepped out with a smile on his face.

“Just destroy it—don’t hold back! Otherwise, they might still live.”

One disciple declared, while the others began to channel their Demon Soul Power, the Demon Qi spilling out, sending nearby civilians into a frenzy.

They aimed to blow the place up, making sure nothing remained alive; now was the perfect moment.

Inside the inn, Qin Zhu and the others sensed something was off. They realized a group of demon disciples was outside.

“Sir, these demon disciples.”

“Quickly, notify Shili and Lin Nuo.”

Qin Zhu drew his Sharp Sword, feeling that danger was imminent as he tried to stop them, wanting to display a father’s authority.

However, that could be like striking a rock with an egg.

The servant hurried to notify Lin Nuo and Qin Shili, knocking on the door repeatedly, but received no response.

“Miss, Lord Lin, it’s bad! There are a lot of demon disciples outside; you need to hurry out!”

He kept knocking, but at that moment, the demon practitioners made their move and began to bombard the inn.