Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The woman in the red veil got very close.

The sweet, cloying fragrance wafted straight into Su Chang'an's nose.

She stretched out her finger, the tip painted with bright red nail polish, and gently traced it across Su Chang'an's cheek, her eyes filled with a greedy glint that seemed to want to devour him whole.

"It really looks like it..."

The woman in the red veil licked her lips, her voice so soft it could melt water.

"Even that stubbornness is exactly the same."

"No wonder that madman, even knowing it was fake, couldn't bear to kill me clean, and insisted on keeping me in his mind to disgust him."

Su Chang'an looked at the face so close to his.

Looking into those eyes that were exactly like his own, yet filled with lewdness.

An unnamed anger suddenly shot up to the top of his head.

What is this?

Who is being insulted?

Using my face as a shield, putting on this lustful look, and still claiming it's the obsession of that unfilial son?

What kind of lewd nonsense does that unfilial son usually have in his head?

"You just said..."

Su Chang'an took a deep breath and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Are you his inner demon?"

The woman in the red veil was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Su Chang'an to still be able to laugh at this time.

She was just about to speak.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

It's really solid; it sounds painful.

Without saying a word, Su Chang'an lunged forward, his forehead slamming hard into the red-veiled woman's nose.

That headbutt was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

It was just like a street fight; it didn't have the demeanor of a master at all.

"ah--!"

The woman in the red veil let out a scream.

She leaned back, covered her face with her hands, and tears streamed down her face instantly.

All that charisma and arrogance, all that allure, vanished in that instant.

She squatted on the ground, gasping for breath in pain, blood seeping from between her fingers.

"Are you crazy?!"

The woman in the red veil raised her head, her beautiful face now covered in snot and tears, looking both comical and pathetic.

"You start fighting the moment you see me! Don't you have any sense of martial ethics?!"

Su Chang'an rubbed his slightly reddened forehead and looked down at this shameful thing.

"Pooh."

She spat in disgust.

"What's the point of talking about martial ethics with a filthy creature like you?"

"You dare to act so provocatively with my face on your head?"

Su Chang'an stepped forward and kicked the woman in the red veil in the shoulder, knocking her to the ground.

Although this was within Chen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and although she was merely a projection of his divine soul.

But the oppressive force emanating from the depths of her soul prevented the woman in the red veil from even having the thought of resisting.

That's the genuine article crushing the fake.

"Stop playing dead."

Su Chang'an squatted down, grabbed the woman in the red veil by the hair, and forced her to look up at him.

"explain."

"Is it because of you that your unfilial son has become such a grotesque figure?"

The woman in the red veil was forced to tilt her head back; the allure in her eyes had long since vanished, leaving only fear and resentment.

"Who...who are you?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

Over the years, countless "Su Chang'an" have appeared in Chen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Some were imagined by Chen Xuan himself, some were evolved from his inner demons, and some were drawn by external illusions.

But every single one of them is fake.

Everyone is imitating the dead person.

But this one is different.

That's so true.

The force with which he hit, the tone of his insults, and the aura that instilled fear in people to the very core.

It's impossible to act that out.

"who I am?"

Su Chang'an sneered and tightened his grip, making the woman in the red veil's scalp tingle.

"I am your ancestor."

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question."

"How did Chen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness become such a ruin? And what happened to that broken sword?"

The woman in the red veil winced in pain, but then suddenly burst into laughter.

He laughed in a somewhat neurotic manner.

"Hahaha...you're asking me?"

"Isn't this all thanks to you?"

She stared into Su Chang'an's eyes, her gaze full of mockery.

"Su Chang'an, what are you pretending to be innocent for?"

"Do you know how he's been these past few years?"

The woman in the red veil pointed to the desolate ruins around her.

"Did you see that?"

"This is his heart."

"The day you abandoned him, this place collapsed."

Su Chang'an's hand trembled slightly.

She looked around at the broken walls and ruins, and at the broken sword stuck in the ground, shrouded in black mist.

It felt like a needle pricked my heart.

Although I had already guessed it, hearing it with my own ears still made me feel choked up.

The woman in the red veil looked at Su Chang'an with a vengeful glint in her eyes.

"I am his inner demon, and also his only solace."

"Only when I transform into your appearance to seduce him will he be momentarily dazed."

Even if he knows it's fake, even if he feels nauseous and wants to kill me every time he's done.

"But he can't live without me."

"Because I am the only thing in these ruins that has your face."

Snapped!

A resounding slap.

Without any hesitation, Su Chang'an slapped the woman in red across the face.

That slap was extremely hard.

The woman in the red veil had half of her face swollen from the slap.

"Shut up."

Su Chang'an's voice was cold, as cold as the wind from the northern regions.

"That's disgusting."

She stood up and wiped her hands on her clothes with disgust.

"That idiot's got a screw loose, and you're just going to follow suit?"

"If he really misses me, he should live a good life and make something of himself."

"Instead of keeping a piece of trash like you and indulging in self-pity."

Su Chang'an looked at the woman in red gauze on the ground, his eyes showing no pity.

"You just said he can't live without you?"

"That was before."

"Now I'm here."

Su Chang'an cracked his knuckles as he moved them.

"The real deal is back, what use is an imposter like you?"

"They're just occupying the toilet without doing their business, making the place a complete mess."

"Today I will clean house for that unfilial son."

Done.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Su Chang'an's body.

That was the fluctuation of a quasi-emperor's soul.

Although it was just a projection, and although most of its power was suppressed.

But in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, a place where only spiritual power matters, she is the absolute ruler.

The woman in the red veil's expression changed drastically.

She sensed the threat of death.

That power was too pure, carrying a domineering force that could burn everything.

That was the aura of the Phoenix True Fire.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The woman in the red veil retreated in terror, crawling on the ground on all fours.

"I am his inner demon! I am one with him!"

"If you kill me, his soul will also be damaged!"

"He's already mentally unstable; if you do anything reckless, he'll become an idiot!"

Su Chang'an paused for a moment.

She was indeed somewhat hesitant to act rashly.

Inner demons are the most troublesome thing.

It's like a malignant tumor growing inside the flesh; if you dig it out forcefully, it will definitely bleed and may even damage the root cause.

Moreover, Chen Xuan is in such a bad state right now, his sea of ​​consciousness is already a wasteland. If he is disturbed any further, he might really be driven crazy.

Seeing Su Chang'an hesitate, the woman in red thought she had grasped a lifeline.

She immediately got up from the ground, and that smug smile returned to her face.

"What? You're too scared to make a move?"

"I knew you wouldn't be able to part with it."

"Since you're his father, you must feel sorry for him, right?"

The woman in the red veil swayed her hips and slowly moved closer, her tone laced with provocation.

"Actually, we can cooperate."

Now that you're back, you must want him to get better.

"I can help you."

"I know all his weaknesses, I know all his desires."

"We are one."

"I promise I'll take good care of him and make him feel comfortable so he'll never suffer again."

The woman in the red veil reached out, wanting to touch Su Chang'an's face.

"roll."

Su Chang'an slapped her hand away in disgust.

"You dare to challenge me?"

Su Chang'an sneered.

"I wouldn't dare kill you."

"But that doesn't mean I can't handle you."

"Since you are his obsession, his desire."

"Then I'll beat you until you lose all desire."

Before he could finish speaking...

Su Chang'an pounced on him.

There were no fancy supernatural powers, nor any secret techniques used.

It's the most primitive form of hand-to-hand combat.

He rode on the back of the woman in the red veil, thrusting with both hands.

clap clap clap!

The sound of slapping echoed in the vast sea of ​​consciousness, with a strong sense of rhythm.

"Serves you right for being so horny!"

"You dared to seduce my unfilial son!"

"I told you not to wear so little!"

"That'll teach you to behave badly!"

Su Chang'an hit and cursed at the same time.

Each slap was delivered with skillful force.

It could cause the woman in the red veil excruciating pain without damaging Chen Xuan's foundation of consciousness.

This is the experience of being a father.

There's a limit to how much you should discipline a child.

The woman in the red veil was stunned by the beating.

As a demon within herself, her former adversaries were either seduced by her or devoured by her.

I've never seen anyone slap someone while riding on their back without warning.

Moreover, the slap seemed to carry a special suppressive force, making her soul unstable and unable to muster the strength to resist.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

The woman in the red veil screamed repeatedly, covering her face with her hands and rolling on the ground.

"I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

"Dad! Stop hitting him!"

Su Chang'an stopped moving.

"What did you call me?"

The woman in the red veil wept, her face swollen on one side, looking at Su Chang'an with a pitiful expression.

"father……"

"I am his inner demon, he is your son, then I... then I am also your half-daughter."

Even tigers don't eat their cubs, how could you be so cruel?

Su Chang'an was both angry and amused.

This inner demon may not have learned anything else, but it certainly picked up Chen Xuan's shamelessness perfectly.

"Daughter?"

Su Chang'an grabbed her ear and lifted her up.

"I could never have given birth to such a disgraceful wretch as you."

"Stand still!"

The woman in the red veil stood up straight, trembling, her hands pressed against the seams of her trousers, her head bowed, not daring to breathe.

It's just like a primary school student who's been caught for making a mistake.

Su Chang'an clapped his hands, looking at the imposter who had finally calmed down, and felt that he had finally vented half of his anger.

"Now, let's get down to business."

Su Chang'an pointed to the broken sword stuck in the ground.

"Can this sword still be drawn?"

The woman in the red veil glanced furtively at the sword, her eyes filled with fear.

"It can't be pulled out."

She said in a low voice.

That is his Daoist heart.

"When the Dao heart is broken, the sword is broken too."

"unless……"

"Unless what?" Su Chang'an pressed.

The woman in the red veil hesitated for a moment, glanced at Su Chang'an's expression, and then cautiously said:

"Unless you can mend his heart."

"But that's impossible."

"Because your heart is you."

Su Chang'an remained silent.

She looked at the broken sword and the black aura swirling around it.

That was Chen Xuan's despair.

It was also her fault.

Su Chang'an turned around and looked at this desolate sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at the blood-red sky.

Su Chang'an took a deep breath.

She walked up to the broken sword.

He reached out and grasped the sword hilt.

Icy.

biting.

A terrifying killing intent emanated from the hilt of the sword, attempting to tear her soul apart.

That was Chen Xuan's rejection of outsiders.

But Su Chang'an did not let up.

She gripped it even tighter instead.

"The traitor."

Su Chang'an said softly.

"Dad's here to take you home."

As her voice fell.

A warm, golden-red flame slowly flowed down her arm and into the broken sword.

That is the Phoenix True Fire.

It is also the power of Nirvana.

boom!

The broken sword, which had been lifeless, suddenly trembled.

The black aura swirling around the sword seemed to have encountered its nemesis, emitting a hissing sound as it began to dissipate.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness was vibrating.

Within the sea of ​​knowledge.

The woman in the red veil stared wide-eyed at the broken sword that was being slowly lit up.

Looking at the figure standing before the sword, radiating light from head to toe.

She suddenly realized something.

this woman.

It's not an illusion.

It's not a demon in my heart.

She is real.

【Training Demons in the Sea of ​​Knowledge to Reforge the Sword】

The rebellious son, driven mad, no longer recognizes his relatives; he strangles his son, thinking it's a maze.

The spirit platform is overgrown with weeds, burying broken halberds; beautiful women and evil spirits corrupt the true self.

Let us extract the essence of family rules and refine the rusty dust with phoenix fire.

The broken blades reunited with a resounding clang, revealing that this soul was once a familiar one.