A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

"I...I am..."

Lan Sheng felt the aura of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator that Bai Feng suddenly unleashed, and was so frightened that he almost spat out his golden core. He could only meekly and humbly submit.

"And what about you? Do you think what Lan Yanran just said is right?"

Seeing Lan Sheng obediently admit defeat, Bai Feng was clearly not satisfied. Instead, he looked at Nan Chen, whose face was grim, and continued to ask, "Is it okay to call her a monkey? Do you have any objections?"

"this..."

Nan Chen's lips moved slightly as he secretly glanced at Lan Sheng, whose face was ashen. He felt both troubled and hesitant, but he couldn't help feeling a surge of pleasure. "You, Lan Sheng, have always been trying to please Ying Yu and treating me, Nan Chen, like I don't exist. Right now, isn't Ying Yu just as indifferent to what's going on with you? We're all the same kind of people."

Zhou Ke'er scratched his head helplessly as he walked to the front of the Sword Tomb. Why was it that whenever he entered a fantasy-themed game, he only encountered people from the Demonic Sect? Was that reasonable? He was clearly such a pure and upright person; shouldn't he at least try being the kind of upright male protagonist?

While this kind of wicked type is indeed easy to work with, it's definitely more fun to tease the old-fashioned type, right?

With this troubling thought, Zhou Ke'er walked straight toward the sword in the very center of the sword tomb.

"Sword intent... is not enough."

Ying Yu, who had been holding the hilt of the sword, frowned, released his grip, and muttered to himself expressionlessly, seemingly unable to pull the thing out.

Zhou Ke'er walked quickly to the sword, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to try to pull it out.

Who knows, it might be something like the sword in the stone from King Arthur's story?

"You have no sword in your heart, so you cannot draw it."

Ying Yu, who was standing to the side, watched Zhou Ke'er's actions but did not stop her because of her identity. Instead, he made a prediction in a very confident tone.

"How do you know I have no sword in my heart? Can you just say I don't and then it's not true?"

Zhou Ke'er paused her outstretched hand, pouted, and couldn't help but retort like a child.

"...There is no sword intent."

Upon hearing this, Ying Yu answered very seriously.

"Who says you can't draw a sword without sword intent?!"

Zhou Ke'er's fiery temper immediately flared up, and without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed the sword, ready to pull it upwards.

As expected, a tremendous force of resistance emanated from the sword, seemingly disapproving of Zhou Ke'er and showing extreme incompatibility. It even resisted to the point of unleashing a surge of sword intent, with spiritual energy tightly wrapped around the sword, about to repel Zhou Ke'er's hand.

Seeing this, Ying Yu acted as if it were perfectly natural, and said, "Those who have no sword in their hearts will naturally be devoured by the spiritual sword..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strange black mist surged around Zhou Ke'er and instantly wrapped around the sword—Zhou Ke'er hadn't forgotten that the evil spiritual power mixed in with his body had a targeted corrosive effect on the spiritual energy of all cultivation systems.

Soon, the restrictions originally set by spiritual energy on the sword instantly crumbled layer by layer, and Zhou Ke'er slowly pulled it out.

"! How is this possible?!"

Upon seeing this, Ying Yu was greatly alarmed. Even his expressionless face, which had been expressionless until now, instantly broke down, revealing a look of shock and self-doubt.

## Chapter 394, page 389: The Villainous Female Supporting Character's Flirting (Part Two)

【Name: Soul-Piercing Sword (Rusted)】

[Type: Weapon (Sword)]

[Quality: Superior Magical Item (Epic)]

[Attack Power: High (You need to remove the rust from this sword first, you know?)]

[Special Effect 1: Attacks deal additional "Yin" attribute damage.]

[Special Effect 2 (Severely damaged, not enabled)]

【…】

[Note: This spirit sword originally carried a portion of the inherited power, but due to someone forcibly seizing it, the power attached to it collapsed and dissipated, turning it into an ordinary spirit sword.]

Can the module be taken out? Yes

After Zhou Ke'er easily pulled out the sword, she discovered that she could view its detailed attributes and that it was a weapon that could be taken out of the module. It was just a pity that it was too damaged, and only one of the special effects remained.

However... I didn't expect that even the part of the inheritance attached to it would be erased. This evil spiritual power is indeed more domineering than expected.

"What...what happened? How did you do that?!"

Ying Yu snapped out of her shock and looked at Zhou Ke'er, who seemed completely calm, as if drawing the sword was nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, she couldn't help but press for more information.

"Without a sword in hand, there is no sword in mind; the sword resides in the Way."

Looking at Ying Yu, who seemed to have his worldview shaken, Zhou Ke'er immediately put on the airs of a senior expert and started spouting nonsense. He originally wanted to say "I am the sword," but then he thought that would make him a sword-man. So he changed his words in the end.

"There is no sword in my heart..."

Ying Yu muttered to himself in a daze, looking down at the sword in his hand, as if lost in thought.

Zhou Ke'er naturally ignored him, picked up her sword and walked back to Bai Feng with ease, humming a little tune she made up.

"I never knew you were a swordsmanship genius! I had no idea."

Bai Feng raised an eyebrow at Zhou Ke'er, "I always thought that sword geniuses were all wooden people who only cared about their swords and didn't care about anything else."

"Prejudice, absolute prejudice! And who said I'm a kendo genius? I'm an all-around genius, I don't excel in any subject!"

Zhou Ke'er immediately retorted, glancing at the sword in her hand with a troubled expression—while getting a free sword was nice, where should she put it? She couldn't just keep holding it; that would be too much trouble. She also wondered if it could be stored in her inventory. Shouldn't items whose attributes could be automatically detected by the system be stored in the inventory?

With that in mind, Zhou Ke'er gave it a try.

The spirit sword in his hand vanished instantly.

Oh, not bad... This seems to be the first time Zhou Ke'er has put items from a module into her inventory! A step forward from zero to one, congratulations!

"Alright, alright, Miss Lan Yanran, the genius female demon."

Bai Feng shrugged and smiled as he echoed Zhou Ke'er's words. He didn't seem to care much about the sudden disappearance of the Spirit-Pointing Sword in Zhou Ke'er's hand; after all, what cultivator doesn't have a storage item? The ring on Zhou Ke'er's hand was probably a Sumeru Ring, nothing surprising.

(Actually, that's not the case.)

"Ugh, that's disgusting... Can you please not talk like that? It's giving me goosebumps. Have you been single your whole life?!"

Zhou Ke'er made a disgusted face, rubbed her arms, and looked at Bai Feng with a look of disdain, completely forgetting that she herself was also a lifelong single.

"I have never had a Daoist partner... Could it be that you have?"

Bai Feng answered matter-of-factly.

"...Although there isn't one, these are completely different, okay! Do you know the four ways to write the character '茴'?"

Zhou Ke'er choked. Indeed, even under the identity of Lan Yanran, she had never been a Daoist partner.

"fennel?"

Bai Feng scratched his cheek in frustration. Zhou Ke'er's thinking was too unpredictable, and he couldn't understand what she meant for a moment.

"Ha, you don't even know that? There's already a pathetic, thick barrier between us!"

Zhou Ke'er then put on a disgusted expression and said with great distress.

Nan Chen and Lan Sheng, who had just been threatened by Bai Feng and dared not move, watched Zhou Ke'er and Bai Feng bickering and for some reason felt as if their mouths were stuffed full.

As for Chen Yulu... well, he's now standing there dumbfounded, his eyes glazed over, looking like a complete idiot.

Just then, Ying Yu, who had just come to his senses, finally returned with his sword in his arms and stood expressionless behind Zhou Ke'er.

"...Fellow Daoist, you see...the best spirit sword in this Sword Tomb has already been obtained by Lan Mo...by Senior Lan Yanran. We have no further plans to do anything to this Sword Tomb, nor will we pose any threat to you...So...why not let us leave? In exchange, we will hand over all the spirit pills and spirit stones in our storage bags to you, how about it?"

Seeing this, Nan Chen, though feeling frustrated, finally sighed and pleaded with Bai Feng with great resentment.

Bai Feng's lips curled up slightly as he reached out and took Nan Chen's storage bag. Just as he was about to say something, Ying Yu suddenly said out of the blue, "I'm not leaving."

"Why?! Senior Brother Ying Yu, if that sword is gone, we can find another one!"

Lan Sheng was shocked upon hearing this and couldn't understand it at all. She quickly tried to persuade Ying Yu.

"It's not for that sword."

Ying Yu shook her head expressionlessly, even giving Lan Sheng a puzzled look, as if she didn't know why she would ask such a stupid question.

"What was the reason for that?!"

Lan Sheng couldn't understand at all and quickly continued to ask.

"I want to learn swordsmanship from her."

Ying Yu, looking completely at it, pointed at Zhou Ke'er.

This time, not only Lan Sheng was stunned, but everyone else present, except for Zhou Ke'er herself, was also taken aback.

"Hey, look... I guess I'm still pretty charming after all!"

Zhou Ke'er nudged Bai Feng's arm with her elbow and whispered boasting.

Lan Sheng glanced incredulously at the expressionless Ying Yu, then at Zhou Ke'er, sinking into endless self-doubt: "How is this possible?! Is this still the same Senior Brother Ying Yu who only cares about his sword and nothing else?! And... what's so great about that infamous female demon Lan Yanran! Isn't it just that her face is a little prettier than mine, her waist is a little thinner than mine, her legs are a little longer than mine, her skin is a little whiter than mine, and her breasts are a little bigger than mine...? Damn it, isn't this a complete crushing defeat for me? Ah, is this actually an illusion? I fell into this trap from the beginning, and I've been in an illusion all along, haven't I?"

"Since this is Junior Brother Ying Yu's own choice, there's nothing we can do to change it. In that case, please let us leave, fellow Daoist?"

Nan Chen glanced at Ying Yu, who was expressionless, and Lan Sheng, who looked like she was questioning her life. For some reason, a secret joy welled up in his eyes. He immediately asked Bai Feng without hesitation.

## Chapter 395, Section 390: The Villainous Female Supporting Character's Flirting (Part 3)

"Hey?! Senior Brother Nan Chen, what are you saying! How can you abandon Senior Brother Ying Yu..."

Upon hearing Nan Chen's words, Lan Sheng, Ying Yu's loyal sycophant, couldn't help but ask a question.

But soon, under Nan Chen's helpless yet warning gaze, Lan Sheng's voice gradually lowered. When she secretly glanced at Ying Yu, she found that her beloved senior brother Ying Yu was actually frowning with impatience because of her earlier obstruction. Feeling wronged and disheartened, she finally shut up.

Then, Nan Chen looked at Bai Feng again and cautiously asked, "So... what do you think..."

Bai Feng weighed Nan Chen's storage bag in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips, but a hint of displeasure lingered in his eyes. "Your suggestion is excellent... but I refuse!"

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Nan Chen revealed an expression of annoyance mixed with "I knew it," as if he had long anticipated this situation. Bai Feng would go back on his word, but he had previously held onto a sliver of hope. Now, however, he could only face reality.

However, before he could even draw his sword to fight to the death, he heard Bai Feng's maliciously mocking voice: "We members of the Demonic Sect always keep our word. We promised to let you all go, and we will let you all go. A family should be together! How can we leave your important Senior Brother Ying Yu here? Of course, you can all take him with you."

Upon hearing this, Lan Sheng's eyes flashed with disbelief mixed with joy as she looked hopefully at Ying Yu.

"..."

Ying Yu frowned, feeling that Bai Feng was somehow targeting him, but he didn't care. He simply pointed at Zhou Ke'er again and said in a emphasizing tone, "I'm not leaving. I just said that I want to follow her (to learn swordsmanship)."