Chapter 40

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Xie Tingyun seemed to miss Shark Man very much. He took a deep breath and said, "Tianxiao, you..."

Ning Chen quickly tried to make amends: "Don't be angry, I have used the cleansing spell to wash it many times. Uh...if you mind, I will go out and give you a new one. No, I will give you ten."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

At that time, Ning Chen's hands were stained with blood after beating up Huan Yao. He remembered that he had seen Xie Tingyun take out a clean handkerchief from his arms to wipe the vine blood that was accidentally stained on his hands. Therefore, he had the idea of ​​borrowing the handkerchief from Xie Tingyun's arms.

It was only now that Ning Chen saw Xie Tingyun's reaction that he felt something was wrong.

The main reason was that Ning Chen had become accustomed to confronting Xie Tingyun without any distance over the past few days, so he subconsciously switched the mode of interaction between himself and Xie Tingyun to a mode where there was nothing to be awkward about.

It was only at this moment that Ning Chen realized that although they had been enemies for hundreds of years, in theory they were not that close.

But Ning Shen thought again, who among two old enemies would have such intimate contact as holding someone in their arms and pinching their face? This sounded inappropriate.

But Ning Chen didn't care about that.

Anyway, in his eyes, Xie Tingyun is a very fun and addictive person to play with, and due to the needs of the plot, Ning Chen has no choice but to cause trouble for Xie Tingyun.

Ning Chen had no choice but to comply with it "reluctantly".

Strictly speaking, can taking the handkerchief from an old enemy's arms be considered asking for trouble?

After everything went smoothly like this, Ning Chen suddenly felt at ease again.

The handkerchief that Ning Chen took away was just a simple piece of soft white cloth without any embroidery or marks. The workmanship was not much different from that of ordinary cloth. It did not look like a handkerchief with special meaning that someone had given to Xie Tingyun.

But just in case, Ning Chen still asked with some concern: "Was this handkerchief given to you by someone else? I used it to wipe the blood of the phantom monster off my hands, and nothing else."

Ning Chen touched the tip of his nose, coughed lightly and said, "If it was given to you by someone else, I would like to say sorry to you. Otherwise, I would help you ask that person for another piece of money?"

"..." Xie Tingyun said helplessly: "It's okay, it's just an ordinary handkerchief."

Ning Chen then breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this was the first time Xie Tingyun saw Ning Chen showing any guilt-like emotions.

It's quite rare. Xie Tingyun began to regret not cheating him.

Xie Tingyun had lost so much face in the illusion and hadn't gotten it back yet, which made him feel unwilling to accept it.

It's past and it's past. There's no need for Xie Tingyun to get it back in this regard.

Xie Tingyun was deliberately indulging himself in the illusion. Although the level of this illusionary demon was not low, it was still difficult to confuse and trap a Mahayana cultivator.

Xie Tingyun hadn't seen Xie Wan for a long time.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw Xie Wan turning around and smiling at him tenderly, he sighed inwardly, knowing that he might have to stay in this illusion for a while longer.

The method by which this illusion takes a person's life is probably to confuse the person in the illusion and make him indulge in the illusion forever. As long as the mind is immersed in the illusion, it is no different in this world as if he is dead.

Or the person in the illusion may commit suicide, causing the soul to be annihilated and the body to become a soulless shell, which is no different from a dead person.

Fortunately, as soon as Ning Chen came out of Xie Tingyun's illusion, he captured the phantom monster hiding in the void and controlling the illusion. Now that the phantom monster is in their hands, they can't do anything about it.

Ning Chen's gaze swept over the group of righteous monks, and he stepped hard on the phantom monster under his feet and said to Xie Tingyun, "What do you want now?"

Under such absolute strength, Huan Yao couldn't resist at all, so he could only look at Ning Chen aggrievedly, hoping that he would spare his life. However, Ning Chen didn't even look at him, but used a little force under his feet, stepping on Huan Yao until he cried out in pain, and hurriedly said, "Wait, wait, don't kill me yet!"

Ning Chen looked down at it from a high position, not wanting to waste any more words, and said, "Release the consciousness of those bastards."

Huan Yao said in distress: "It's not that I won't let them go, but after they enter the illusion, we can only wait for them to wake up on their own, otherwise it is impossible to release them from the illusion."

Ning Chen didn't listen to its excuses at all, and said, "Wasn't his illusion also broken directly by external forces? Why can't it be broken now?"

Huan Yao knew that he was referring to Xie Tingyun, so he said with a bitter face: "You underestimated me. It was because that lord was not deceived by the illusion that he was able to break the illusion directly. If someone was addicted to the illusion, and you broke it directly, wouldn't it be equivalent to breaking the person's consciousness directly! No matter how difficult it is for you, I can't let you go directly!"

Ning Shen snorted.

Xie Tingyun walked towards the river flowing not far away, washed his hands, and asked, "Then it should be okay to let people into their fantasy world, right?"

This is not a problem, after all, this is how Ning Chen entered Xie Tingyun's illusion.

The phantom demon finally had some use, and said in a chorus, "Yes, yes, sir, can you please relax your legs first?"

Ning Chen didn't know whether it was possible or not, so he moved away as it wished.

Huan Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

It finally encountered such a large plate of food, but two lively big snakes jumped out of the food. They were not easy to deal with and each of them could swallow it in one bite.

As a result, not only did this meal not restore one's consciousness, but it might also cost one's life.

The phantom demon didn't dare to resist, so he had to put on a bitter face and actively let the two adults enter other people's illusions to see if there was a chance to save their lives.

It is the companion spirit in Nuwa's fantasy world. Even if it dies this time, it will be able to regain consciousness after recuperating for hundreds of years. However, it has no intention of fighting the two of you.

The phantom demon was already very hungry and didn't want to sleep for hundreds of years with an empty stomach, so he said in a servile manner: "My two lords, I am just a small phantom demon. I don't recognize you two. I also know that I was wrong. The consciousness of these disciples will not be in any external danger in the illusion except getting lost. I guarantee it!"

"So... please be magnanimous and don't kill me, my Lords."

Xie Tingyun didn't say whether it was good or bad, but just said, "Wait until they come out safely first."

The phantom demon slumped down, looked at Ning Chen with hope, and was about to reach out to hug Ning Chen's thigh, but Ning Chen dodged.

Except Ning Chen, everyone here is a righteous person, and Ning Chen originally had no obligation to rescue them. But after thinking it over, Ning Chen decided that it would be better to follow Xie Tingyun than to stay outside with a genderless phantom monster.

At least I can find a chance to play with Xie Tingyun.

Anyway, there was Xie Tingyun, the leader who was anxious, so Ning Chen didn't feel any pressure. He took a quick look at the illusions of various disciples and couldn't help but sigh that the world is full of wonders.

There are those who become big guys and walk around the world of cultivation, punching the demons and kicking the monsters. They don't care about the price of spirit stones when they want to buy something, and don't care about the difficulty of the secret realm when they want a secret treasure. They punch those who provoke and ridicule them one by one, and thus gain a large number of fanatical followers and ascend to the heaven smoothly.

Some soar all the way, some are cannon fodder who fight back after being slapped in the face, some beat up the scum with punches and kicks, and some linger among the flowers and live a life of drunkenness and death.

There is everything, and Ning Shen enjoys watching a play just as much as he does.

Xie Tingyun was not so idle. After putting the Tianji Silk into his storage ring, he had to find the monks who were immersed in the illusion one by one. Generally, when they saw Xie Tingyun and Ning Chen, two characters that were completely inconsistent with the illusion, suddenly appear in front of them, most people had basically woken up.

However, some cultivators were rather dull, especially the group of guys from Liuyun Sect, who were even unaware of the invasion of their illusions by outsiders. Seeing this, Xie Tingyun really wanted to throw them out of the Nuwa Secret Realm right on the spot, let them go back and practice for a few more hundred years before coming out to embarrass themselves.

Ning Chen's mood was completely different. He was very happy to see Xie Tingyun having a headache, and was keen to fan the flames: "A body of golden elixir also has the ambition to ascend to heaven. Saint Xie, these little brats of your family have great ambitions. If you train them well, they will surely become great in the future!"

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun used a sword to wake up his fellow apprentice who was immersed in the illusion.

The junior brother who was hit by the sword of the senior brother cried out in pain and broke out of the illusion. Before he could fully react, he saw the Demon Lord and their senior brother standing in front of him. One of them was gloating, and the other had an indescribable expression. He couldn't help but shiver and said, "...senior brother?"

He still didn't know what he had done to make Senior Brother look so hopeless, but he was very sensible and skipped the step of finding out the facts. He started to apologize directly: "Senior Brother, don't be angry. I was wrong! I will go to the punishment hall by myself when I get back!"

"..." Xie Tingyun said helplessly: "Alright, go find the others first."

The junior fellow cried out in response, and with the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Ning Chen, who was beaming beside him. His eyes suddenly widened as if he had seen something shocking and outrageous.

It is no exaggeration to say that when this guy saw the senior brother in white clothes appear in his dreamlike dream, his eyes were not so wide.

The junior fellow was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly. He stuttered for a long time before finally saying dryly: "Big, big senior brother... Demon Lord... you two..."

Xie Tingyun: “?”

Ning Chen: “?”

Ning Chen hated people who told riddles the most, and said unhappily, "What? Are all of you people from the Liuyun Sect unwilling to talk properly?"

There is no need to waste arsenic. Ning Chen will send him away personally later.

It only takes a blink of an eye to enter and exit the illusion using spiritual consciousness. Xie Tingyun quickly pulled out several fellow disciples. As a result, the remaining junior brothers and sisters widened their eyes when they saw Ning Chen. Some even started shaking the shoulders of the people around them on the spot. Seeing their silent screams, Ning Chen really wanted to send them to the execution hall one by one, making them kneel and give them a slap on the head.

Some of the junior sisters said incoherently: "You guys, are you so fast?!"

Ning Chen: “???”

Xie Tingyun also began to understand Ning Chen's feelings a little bit. He now also wanted to throw the person who was speaking halfway back into the illusion.

One of the fellow apprentices gasped: "Big Brother, how long have we been in the illusion? It's been less than a few incense sticks of time, and you're already... like this?"

"That can't be enough, that's not what's written in the storybook... It should have been a battle that lasted three days and three nights!"

"Isn't the point what happened when we were all unconscious and only Senior Brother and Demon Lord were awake?"

"Damn, isn't that exciting? Someone could wake up at any moment!"

"But who is on top and who is down?"

"That stick is right on the Demon Lord's neck. What do you think? Senior Brother, none of us dares to compete with you for people. You can rest assured!"

"No! We must firmly defend the possessive right position's right to stamp the left position's claim to sovereignty!"

"That's right. Apart from my senior brother, I don't see who dares to snatch the Demon Lord away. If he dares to snatch me away, I will call him daddy a hundred times."

Xie Tingyun: “……?”

Xie Tingyun finally began to realize that something was wrong.

He turned his head and his eyes happened to fall on the several bite marks on Ning Chen's neck.

The marks were not big and were scattered around. Also, because Xie Tingyun had been biting it at an angle, Ning Chen had red marks on almost half of his neck. It looked like a stamp that had been left over and over again to declare sovereignty.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Ning Chen was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the bitten neck. After feeling the remaining numbness there, Ning Chen suddenly realized that the marks left by Xie Tingyun's angry bite had actually been brought into the real world.

However, in the eyes of Liuyun Sect's disciples, this action was interpreted as Lord Demon being forcefully poked by their eldest senior brother without his knowledge!

Then naturally there was another round of silent shouting and shaking.

After seeing these little bastards notice the "masterpiece" on his neck, Ning Chen caught a glimpse of Xie Tingyun's dejected expression and couldn't help but laugh: "Look at your senior brother's masterpiece. He must be severely reprimanded."

The junior fellow students shouted wildly: "Condemn!"

Ning Chen was very satisfied with their agreement and nodded, saying, "That's right."

Ning Chen's attention was completely focused on demonstrating to everyone the evil deeds that Xie Tingyun had done to him. He consciously skipped over words that Ning Chen did not understand, such as "who is on top and who is down" and "left position and right position", so that Ning Chen did not go in any strange direction at all.

Ning Chen even deliberately tilted his head to reveal the bite marks on his neck, and said gloatingly: "Your bright and handsome senior brother actually did such a thing, how disgraceful!"

The fellow disciples exclaimed in shock: "How shameful!"

Ning Chen said: "That's right."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun really wanted to rush over and cover Ning Chen's mouth.

However, these marks were indeed caused by Xie Tingyun. He wanted to explain, but these bastards had already fallen into some strange frenzy and their state became a mystery. Xie Tingyun tried to speak several times, but was silenced by their voices.

The monks from other sects who were present gradually woke up and watched the whole process. They did not say anything or continue to exaggerate the situation. They just gave Xie Tingyun a thumbs up and looked at him with great admiration.

No one dared to stamp the famous Demon Lord.

But Xie Tingyun dared.

The junior brothers and sisters said again: "If you like to watch, do more!"

Ning Chen said: "Of course."

"???" The next moment, Ning Chen suddenly realized what he had agreed to, his face turned dark, and he said, "Get lost."

Xie Tingyun: "..."