Chapter 850: Illusion

Chapter 850: Illusion

The Phoenix Twin Swords were crafted exclusively for Su Kexin, and she’s already able to merge them into one.

Indeed, the sword she held now was the Huang Sword, but she could directly split off a Feng Sword from it.

She had already advanced to this point.

He couldn’t even do it; he couldn’t merge the Feng Sword back with the Huang Sword.

Is this the talent of the protagonist?

“Do you just keep them merged like that?” Lin Nuo asked.

“Yep! After all, it’s my senior brother’s sword. I’ll carry it with me, just in case I bump into you, I need to return it,” Su Kexin said, squinting and smiling, sincerely offering the Feng Sword to Lin Nuo, eager for him to accept it.

“How did you manage that?”

“Well, I wanted to hide it, and suddenly one day I discovered I could merge it with the Huang Sword. Maybe it’s their characteristics? As long as I wish for them to merge, it works! It’s lightweight and quite convenient!”

Su Kexin continued to squint and smile, looking just like an innocent little girl. Who would have thought she could be the fierce protagonist?

Lin Nuo took the Feng Sword; it felt incredibly light.

A slight wave of it gave a sense of insufficient weight.

But whether it had power or not would only be shown in real combat; this feeling meant nothing—real battles matter.

“Try merging them together.”

Lin Nuo handed the Feng Sword back to Su Kexin, who complied and merged the two swords. The merging didn’t create a new sword that combined their strengths; it just looked like a Huang Sword.

“Okay, give it to me.”

“Oh, alright.”

Su Kexin handed the sword to Lin Nuo, and it felt just right—neither too heavy nor too light, packed with power.

With a casual swing, the sword’s wind blew past, making the trees bow down.

Was this merging a way to store the Feng Sword, or did it genuinely integrate? For Su Kexin, wasn’t this like a fish in water?

Unbelievable! If she managed to grasp this technique and combined the twin swords into one—wouldn’t that mean entering an invincible mode early on?

Whoa, that’s terrifying.

So, he needed to take this sword.

Taking both wouldn’t work; if he did, she’d definitely need another sword. What if it were some legendary divine sword? That would be a disaster!

He would take the Feng Sword but leave the Huang Sword behind; wouldn’t want too much righteousness to purify him.

Who knows? There are countless bizarre things in this world, but the most bizarre is Su Kexin’s explosive capability. Just one purification from her could be a possibility.

“Alright, separate them now. I’ll take the Feng Sword.”

Lin Nuo returned the sword to Su Kexin, who finally felt relieved. She was worried Lin Nuo would stop needing the Feng Sword once he got a new sword.

As expected, the senior brother still remembered their bond.

Su Kexin separated the swords and took out the Feng Sword, handing it back to Lin Nuo.

It felt like a magic trick; one moment they were merged, and the next she took one out. According to her, this was something she could do at will, without needing any magic or incantations.

Honestly, if he could, he would also merge the Feng Sword with that “Demon Sword,” carry them together for convenience. Just picture it, two swords on his back—like some sword-wielding master with dual swords, right?

For now, he would take the Feng Sword with him. As for using it, probably not—nothing beats the “Demon Sword.”

“Sit down.”

Lin Nuo sat down cross-legged on the spot, not looking up, his gaze remaining fixed ahead at Su Kexin’s white-silk-clad legs.

He had to admit, those who could wear white silk were bound to have fine legs, and this protagonist indeed had a stunningly slender figure.

Plus, her innocent appearance really highlighted her cuteness.

If she weren’t the main character, just being a cute, silly little girl would be quite alright.

“Mm, okay.”

Su Kexin nodded, fiddling with her dress, then sat down facing Lin Nuo.

“So, senior brother, what should we do next?”

“We can practice some breathing techniques.”

Lin Nuo said, then opened his palms towards Su Kexin.

This practice was just a trial and a mental duel.

Lin Nuo knew a bit of unconventional techniques, so he could use this method—for them, it looked like they were just practicing their breathing, but while they were focused on cultivating, a mental duel would form, creating an illusory world in the other’s mind, leading to a confrontation that could cause mental damage.

Of course, the damage wouldn’t be severe since this was a temporarily created mental world, not like the structured training at the Xuanyun Sect, which included spirit tools and auxiliary environments.

Su Kexin followed Lin Nuo’s direction, opening her palms to meet his, then focusing intently to gather her spirit and energy.

It had been a while since they trained together—how nostalgic.

In this seemingly ordinary training, soon enough, an illusion was created by Lin Nuo.

Of course, this illusion wasn’t entirely composed of his doing; it would still be somewhat influenced by Su Kexin’s mental state.

But that was no big deal; the environment was virtual. In this illusion, if he struck Su Kexin down with a sword, it would deal her a mental blow—making her suffer a bit wouldn’t be a bad thing.

Alright, the illusion appeared.

It was a peach blossom garden, in full bloom during spring; the garden was brimming with beautiful peach blossoms.

This was the pure thought of Su Kexin, a flower-seasoned girl with all her mind full of youthful love.

She bounced around joyfully in the peach blossom forest, fallen petals landing in her hands, which she used for her hair accessories.

“Senior brother, senior brother, look quickly! These peach blossoms are so beautiful! How does this hair accessory look?”

Su Kexin twirled in front of Lin Nuo, her pink and white dress fluttering in the breeze as she unabashedly showcased her lively and innocent side to her beloved senior brother.

“Looks pretty nice.”

Lin Nuo agreed, and Su Kexin beamed, continuing her joyful bouncing.

“Haha, I’m so happy to be praised by senior brother.”

Su Kexin continued to open her hands to catch the falling peach blossoms as if she were a child who’d never seen snow trying to catch snowflakes.

Lin Nuo stood behind her, readying a small knife.

In this illusion, she wouldn’t be able to unleash her potential; a stab was just a stab.

If she couldn’t win in reality, then it would be worth it to deal some mental integrity damage here.

Alright, let’s make you feel a little discomfort.

With one swift motion, stab!

Lin Nuo lunged forward with the knife, targeting her heart.

And down she went, out for the count.

Perfect! This attack he deemed his victory.

Then the entire illusion shattered, breaking apart like fragments.

Alright, time to return to reality.

Lin Nuo thought as the battle was over, and the illusion vanished—he would return to reality.

However, that was not the case. Instead of fading for good, a new illusion emerged.

This new illusion was quite outrageous.

A red room, a red bed, and he was dressed in bright red garments.

What the heck?