Chapter 443: The Fire in the Wet Night

The few times I met Odney before, we were all with other singers, and we didn't catch up. It was rare for us to be alone this time, so the topic tended to be relaxed and nostalgic.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, is Odney's hair naturally snow-white?" Tilan was curious.

"Ah, that's for sure." Odney heard it, reached behind her head, rolled up her hair, and coiled it in front of her.

"It seems that because of the inheritance of the Honghu lineage, it has become this hair color since a certain generation of ancestors."

"It's rare to have natural snow-white hair. Among other races, only ice elves have it."

"If you look closely, there are still differences. The hair color of ice elves is light silver, while our Honghu lineage is purer." Odney stroked her hair carefully so that Tilan could get closer to observe.

Touching Odney's hair, it seemed to feel very good. Tilan let it go for a while, and then the two talked about the situation of the five phoenixes.

"As far as I know, the only branch of the Qingluan lineage that is left is Tilan."

"Our Honghu lineage, the main branch I'm in, has some assets in the Feiyu star field, and its development is OK, but it can't be called prominent. It's just a mid-level faction. The other branches are also distributed in some star systems, and they gather every ten years to communicate with each other."

"The inheritance of the Xuanwu lineage is more prosperous, but their style is very different from the other lineages. They are more like some kind of enterprises with similar spiritual pursuits, such as 'Xiangshu Workshop', 'Moyun Workshop', 'Hui Lu Tiangong', 'Xuanming Dragon Boat', etc. These are all well-known manufacturing companies in various fields. If it weren't for the occasional publicity activities, you would think they had long forgotten that they were the successors of the Xuanwu lineage."

"The Xuanwu lineage still has very few people, and currently has no dedicated faction. A small number of them are said to have been absorbed by the Inquisition and became one of its institutional departments."

"Currently the most prosperous is still the Chifeng lineage." Odney explained slowly.

"In many star regions in the eastern part of the Federation, especially in places where Orientals gather, you can see hanging red phoenix lanterns and wind-destroying chimes with fire phoenix patterns."

"In communities where Orientals gather, there are often shrines dedicated to the Phoenix, which not only have the name of the ancient Seven Brilliant True Flame Lord Caihua, the portrait of the Five Virtues Phoenix, but also the portrait of His Royal Highness the Blue Orchid Phoenix, which is what everyone often calls the Three Generations of Phoenix."

"There is no clear leader for each of the Five Phoenixes at present. It is a relatively broad concept. If you think you are, then you are. If you don't think you are, others don't force you. It's probably like this." Odney said a lot in one breath.

"So that's how it is..." Tilan tilted her head to think carefully, feeling a little surprised, but also felt that it was quite reasonable. After all, it has been nearly ten thousand years since the Third Era. It is not easy for people to still remember it now. It is really a bit out of place to expect to be worshipped like in the ancient society.

The two talked a lot about the inheritance of the Five Phoenixes, and then Odney proposed to practice swordsmanship with Tilan.

"I have watched Tilan's competition video specifically, and I know she is very strong." Odney said that she was clear about the gap in strength.

"It's not to win, but to practice. I haven't fought anyone for a long time, and I hope Tilan can give me some pointers." Tilan could feel the eagerness in Audney's heart.

After getting familiar with her, this young lady of the Honghu lineage stopped pretending to be a lady, and began to slowly get closer to the image of Feng Jianxue in her memory.

"No problem." After saying that, Tilan and Audney stood up, and then the two of them came to the fourth floor underground of the mansion, where there was an open competition venue, and there were also protective barriers around to avoid damage to the building.

Under the curious and expectant eyes of the maids, the two walked into the competition venue. At this time, Audney changed into a light white dress, and Tilan wore the same style.

"Let me prepare first, don't let me leave right away." After Audney and Tilan stood in front of each other, the other party spoke with a little coquettishness, she had seen the scene of Tilan killing with one sword.

"Okay." Tilan felt a little funny, it seems that Audney is really not confident.

Seeing Tilan's agreement, Odney also prepared herself with confidence. She slowly pulled out the white long sword, and the blade was like a white silk. Then she closed her eyes slightly, and slowly stroked the sword with her fingers. A phoenix pattern lit up on the blade.

After that, Odney began to dance with the sword slowly. Rather than fighting, it was more like a sword dance for sacrifice, just like what Gu Yongrong had performed back then.

The sleeves and the sword blade were waving like water, like a fish slowly dancing in the water. As Odney danced with the sword, her breath became more and more hazy, and the underground battlefield gradually filled with water vapor.

In ancient times, this would be a dance for praying for rain, Tilan thought.

Among the four blessings of wind, fire, rain, and mountain, the Honghu lineage has an additional "rain blessing" and "rain master", which is also the most needed in sacrificial activities.

However, just when Tilan was distracted and thinking, a hazy figure vaguely took shape from behind her, and then stabbed out with a sword, silently and invisible, like water mist.

Ding, the crisp sound of swords clashing rang out on the battlefield.

When Tilan thrust out the sword, her body turned, and the silver blade twisted and collided with the thrusting blade, and then water splashed everywhere, and Odney's figure emerged, and the figure dancing with the sword on the opposite side gradually dissipated.

Seeing that the attack failed, Odney no longer hid, but the sword was like a torrential rain, and the white sword in her hand flickered in the mist, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, tilting down.

At this time, Tilan also became serious. The two kept crossing back and forth underground, sometimes crossing in the air, and sometimes colliding like a flash of light. The broken sword arcs and cold light cut the previously diffused mist, and then kept filling it up.

Watching the fierce battle between the two, the maids watching outside the field were fixed on their eyes, with excitement in their eyes.

"It's really beautiful." A maid whispered.

"Lady Tilan is still so charming."

"It's time to decide the winner."

Tilan and Odney fought again in the air and then separated. Tilan threw the sword in her hand out and rushed towards Odney like a cold light. At almost the same time, Odney turned her body like a water lotus closing. She disappeared briefly in the air, letting the sword pass through, and then reappeared and attacked Tilan again.

Facing the empty-handed Tilan, Odney had some hope, thinking that she should win a small victory today, but the black-haired girl opposite just smiled at her, then clenched her fingers and waved lightly, and several sharp cold winds blew past Odney's ears, bringing up the cut hair and bloodstains.

Blue Bird's direct descendant, Wanhua Qianfeng Sword.

The slight coolness on her neck forced Odney to stop and slowly land on the ground. She touched her neck and saw bloody marks.

"I lost." She shook her head, but she was not too depressed.

Then Tilan also came down and asked the maids to bring towels to wipe the blood off Odney, and then heal her wounds.

After that, the two returned to the upper room of the mansion.

"Did Tilan use the swordsmanship of the Qingluan lineage just now?" Odney asked curiously.

"Yes, it is." Tilan introduced Odney.

"This set of swordsmanship." Odney recalled the records at home.

"It is said that it was created by the famous sword fairy 'Su Denglou'. It is said that he was defeated by that prince that year, and then he spent several years recalling the battle, and then created this set of swordsmanship based on the style of that prince."

"Although the power is not very high, it is extremely flexible, unpredictable, and very hidden. It is known as one of the most difficult swordsmanship in Xijian Palace."

"Unfortunately, this sword technique requires extremely high talent, and its power is not as strong as other sword techniques with the same difficulty, so not many people learn it."

"How long did it take Tilan to learn it?"

"It took quite a while. It can be said that it took the longest time among all the sword techniques I have learned." Tilan answered modestly. She wanted to say 2 months, but she thought it was too exciting.

"No wonder, it's not a loss." Hearing that it was indeed this sword technique, Odney was relieved and not so anxious.

In fact, there are also equally powerful sword techniques and secret techniques in the Honghu lineage, but it is normal that she can't keep up because she has no time and energy to practice them.

"I have to work harder in the future."

Odney said to herself, and then the two of them had a small gathering until the afternoon, and then Odney went back.

...

At night, in another corner of the city.

'Shan' walked alone on the deserted street, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

He came out so late not because he had any special hobbies, but because he had just finished the freshman party tonight, he wanted to save some money. He didn't have a hovercraft, so he wanted to take a walk at night to sober up before going back.

'I didn't expect there is such a deserted place in Central District 5.' He whispered to himself, then looked at the map. It was still far from the school and it would take an hour to get there.

Anyway, there was no class tomorrow, so he would take this time to get familiar with the living environment. He put his hands in his coat pockets and looked at the tall buildings not far away. The flashing signs were obvious even at night.

'They are all big companies. It would be great if I could get in in the future.' Muttering to himself, Shan walked slowly. Occasionally, there were trucks carrying goods passing by on the street.

Galan's coat blended into the environment in the night. He was wearing black jeans and ordinary bouncing sneakers. Apart from his personal terminal, he had no other electronic devices. From the outside, Shan had no outstanding features, just like an ordinary student.

The cool breeze blew slowly in the night sky. Occasionally, the red indicator lights symbolizing starships flashed in the starry sky. The tall towers with lights gathered stood in the commercial center. The prosperous scene could be seen in this remote alley even from a distance.

However, the more beautiful and luxurious the scene in the distance is, the more people walking on the cold streets feel a trance of gap, as if this short distance of several thousand meters is more than a dozen long lives away. The lights and wine in those prosperous buildings make people walking in the night unable to imagine what it will be like even if they imagine it.

Never seen it, even dreaming has become a luxury.

Passing by an alley again, Shan heard a low and heavy bass coming from inside, as if some kind of small underground concert was being held inside, and there were some people standing at the entrance of the alley.

"Would you like to come in and take a look? Today is the celebration performance of 'Bad Bunny' Dominica, full of benefits, only 398 federal coins, you can enjoy it up close with everyone~"

A girl in a bunny girl uniform keenly noticed that the boy turned his head and looked at it when passing by the alley, and immediately jumped over.

"This..."

Shan was a little caught off guard. He looked at the girl with bunny ears in front of him with revealing clothes, and was surprised.

"Are you a student?" This is the Academy City, and most young people are students.

"Yes, hey, are you interested in me? But not tonight, I have to help Dominica distribute flyers, we are best sisters~"

The seductive purple-pink bunny girl dress, the slender legs wrapped in fishnet stockings, and the swaying bunny ears are full of a slightly drunken and seductive atmosphere. It seems that seeing that Shan is a little immature, the bunny-eared girl is more bold to approach him. The warm fragrance on her body can be smelled by Shan's nose. This should be the smell of perfume and sweat.

While talking, the bunny-eared girl in front of him put the ticket in Shan's palm. There was another girl's figure similar to her printed on it. The other party had black bunny ears, one erected and the other bent. She wore a youthful and beautiful stage skirt and held a microphone high in her hand, which was particularly energetic.

"Come on, it's only 398, just scan the code on my chest to pay~"

As she said that, her fingertips gently parted the flesh of her chest, making the barcode slightly clearer and visible. Her snow-white skin was particularly eye-catching even in the night.

In this situation, Shan wanted to say no, but couldn't say it. Finally, he carefully pushed the bunny-eared girl in front of him away, and took out his personal terminal in the slightly surprised eyes of the other party.

"I'll buy it, no need to be so enthusiastic." He tried his best not to look at the girl opposite him and calmed himself down.

"Oh, good, haha~" the girl blinked and laughed.

After the payment was completed with a beep, her slightly warm fingers pressed on Shan's palm, "This is your ticket, just take it and go in. By the way, you can also choose a free drink inside with the ticket. I recommend 'Ice Stone Cool Fire'."

After that, she waved her hand and watched the boy walk into the lively underground concert hall entrance, and then went to look for the next target again.

Walking into the concert hall full of sound vibrations and reverberations, Shan could see that quite a few people had gathered by the stage, and the only light in the concert hall was on the singer in the middle. She was wearing a bold stage costume, and her black stockings that were vaguely transparent swayed in the shadow of the light. Her fingers kept plucking the guitar strings, and together with the manic bass in the background, the mood of the scene gradually reached a climax.

Her blue and purple hair was dripping with sweat, and the sound transmitted from the microphone seemed to have hot air and mist, and the sound of burning flames gushed out from her chest and lungs that kept rising and falling.

The singing was screaming, but not rough. Instead, it used the energy very well. While being gentle, it lifted the rhythm layer by layer like a wave, and finally poured down like an overwhelming force, making everyone in this deafening environment sink.

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

Walking among the boiling fans and audience, Shan looked at the bunny-eared girl on the stage who was completely immersed in the performance, and he felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. Even someone like him who knew nothing about music could feel the strong emotions emanating from the song. This impact, superimposed with the real flesh and sweat, seemed to be more moving, and this experience was difficult to experience when watching those singing girls perform.

He did not shout like the people around him, but slowly let himself blend into the sweeping waves, as if he had given up thinking, and his whole body and mind swayed with the song, floating into the burning dark sea, cold and burning, these two opposite feelings, so beautifully unified.

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

"Dominica ＼(☆o☆)／!"

The sea of ​​revelry is still spreading. This small underground concert hall seems to be getting more and more crowded, and the air is turbid, but no one cares at the moment. Only the pairs of eyes in the dark night are watching the girl who sings and burns hard in the only light.

She doesn't have the talent of a singer, but still relies on the voice of this boiling life to infect every audience member who comes in tonight, like firewood burning in the wet night, crackling with sparks and debris, and with bubbles that keep hissing and boiling.

(End of this chapter)