Lin Feng was still a little stunned when he was suddenly embraced by a warm and soft woman.

Because of the knife's servile appearance just now, he had subconsciously imagined Shenhong Dao as a burly, obsequious man. Who would have thought it would actually be such a beautiful young woman!

"You're Shen Hongdao?!"

He shoved the person away abruptly, exclaiming in surprise.

"System, why didn't you tell me this knife was for a girl?"

[Reporting to the host, this system's understanding of the Divine Hong Blade is based solely on Shen Xiaohong's original life trajectory. In that life path, the blade spirit of the Divine Hong Blade ultimately fought and died alongside the Golden Hong Saint Master. Therefore, the Divine Hong Blade that Shen Xiaohong obtained at that time never possessed a blade spirit.]

[Now that the host has killed the Golden Saint Lord on behalf of the Divine Blade, the blade spirit has been spared death.]

"So that's how it is."

Lin Feng suddenly realized.

Furthermore, the Divine Blade's spirit can only manifest in the world after it has recognized its master. I think even the Golden Crimson Saint Lord has never personally witnessed the blade's spirit.

"Owner?"

The blonde girl tilted her head, looking somewhat puzzled.

"No, no, no, don't call me that! Just call me Lin Feng."

"That won't do!"

"If you call me that, what will other people think of me?"

Lin Feng's lips twitched; he didn't want people to misunderstand him as having a special fetish.

The girl pouted, then smiled, revealing two rather cute canine teeth: "If I can't call you master, then calling you young master shouldn't be a problem, right?"

That's about right.

"Then... young master, you have to give me a name!"

"name?"

Lin Feng was taken aback; for a moment, he really couldn't think of a good name.

After pondering for a while, he asked, "What did your previous master call you?"

The girl lowered her head and thought seriously for a while. Perhaps because so much time had passed, she thought for a long time before raising her head and saying, "My previous master, my first master, was a girl. She said I was the spirit of the Divine Red Blade. Since that's the case, let's take one character from each of our names and call me Ling Hong."

"The 'Ling' in 'Sword Spirit'? The 'Hong' in 'Divine Hong Sword'?"

Lin Feng's expression was indescribable.

"hold head high."

Ling Hong nodded with an honest expression.

Lin Feng clicked his tongue.

[Host, that woman's taste in naming things seems to be on par with yours!]

The system probably thought of Xiaobai and said something unusual.

"Shut up, you're such a chatterbox!"

Feeling embarrassed, Lin Feng pretended to be serious and said, "In that case, you should continue using this name. After all, I can't think of a good name for you right now."

Ling Hong had no objections and nodded in agreement.

"Let me ask you something: is this entire inheritance under your control?"

"yes."

"Now, break up all the martial artists in the team and throw all these messy cultivation techniques left behind by the Golden Red Saint Master to them."

Ling Hong didn't understand what he meant, but he did as he was told.

"If I'm not mistaken, all the martial artists are currently trapped in an illusion, right?"

"As expected of the young master!"

Ling Hong's eyes widened, his face filled with admiration: "You figured that out!"

"Tsk... Stop flattering me, now replace the illusion with..."

He leaned close to Ling Hong's ear and whispered a few words. Instantly, the little girl's face turned bright red with embarrassment: "Ah? Will this work? That's not Jin Hong..."

"Just listen to me, why waste so much time talking!"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes.

"oh……"

Ling Hong did as instructed.

At this moment, in the illusion.

Shen Xiaohong walked alone in a fictional ancient city. Lin Feng, Xia Shiying, Shangguan Qingning and others who were with him had all disappeared. This team had been completely scattered in the illusion just now.

"Damn it... What kind of technique is this? The illusions are linked one after another, and we can't even find the core of the array!"

Shen Xiaohong was very frustrated. It was an illusion, an illusion. Without a key element, how could he see through it? Wouldn't he be trapped here for the rest of his life?

If they can't even break through the illusion, let alone obtain the Divine Blade!

He didn't even know where the Divine Blade was!

Just as Shen Xiaohong was feeling extremely frustrated, a startled cry suddenly came from not far away.

"here we go again……"

He sighed, feeling utterly helpless.

The illusion here is just like that, nothing more than a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, or helping someone in need; even the tropes are very old.

Actually, this wasn't Ling Hong's original intention. She had been imprisoned here for hundreds of years. In the era of the Golden Hong Saint Lord, this kind of storybook was very popular. Ling Hong had completely created this illusion based on the storybook plots she remembered.

Shen Xiaohong rushed forward, killed the spirit beast, and rescued the weak woman from its jaws. However, for some reason, he vaguely felt that this illusion was different. The woman he rescued was disheveled and exuded a charming aura that made Shen Xiaohong feel irresistible.

"How could this be..."

"Thank you, young master!"

The woman's eyes welled up with tears, making her look pitiful.

"No need for thanks, young lady, I..."

Shen Xiaohong shook his head and noticed the abnormality, but he could only try to keep his mind clear and replied, "It's good that you're alright."

"Young master, your kindness is beyond my ability to repay. Perhaps I should..."

With her eyes full of allure, she gently placed Shen Xiaohong's broad and kind hand on her heart.

The woman's voice and movements were all seducing Shen Xiaohong, but he was a man of firm resolve, so he quickly bit his tongue hard.

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