The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 39 - Xin Zhan's Perpetuation
Rebellious in a single powerful blow, Xin Chen and Xin Zhan bounced. Unable to avoid such a wide range of attacks. The two are separated in two different directions.
Xin Fai moved towards Xin Chen. As fast as the light, without even having a chance to blink now Xin Chen saw his father so close to him.
Black blood shot out from Xin Chen's mouth.
She's strangled. And he had just realized that the power of Xin Fai now was many times above his level. Even his own spirit body instantly sensed the attack, just like an ordinary human body that was scratched when it hit a sharp blade.
It was not impossible that his immortality would be destroyed by the hands of the man he loved dearly.
Compared to breaking away, Xin Chen was simply speechless. He really misses his father. Seven years was not a short time, losing Xin Fai all this time left him devastated. And now, the man was in front of him.
Somehow Xin Chen wished that his father would suddenly smile and say something like 'surprise'. He did not want to accept this reality. The fact that his father became the greatest enemy of his life.
The stronger the grip on his neck, Xin Chen was not at all wrinkled other than speaking without a sound.
"Dad ...."
His father was not there. Xin Chen looked at those eyes in despair. If Xin Fai still had a consciousness of even 0.01 percent, he was sure that the cold, piercing expression would change even if it was just a little.
Xin Chen started to move holding the man's hand. Trying to rid himself of Xin Fai's hand, with the remnants of the power he had back then. Xin Fai's grip loosened. The opportunity was not wasted, Xin Chen took a position right next to his father. Intending to curb Xin Fai's movements with both hands.
Xin Chen widened his eyes.
He had no time to think about evading. Xin Fai snapped a finger at his forehead and threw him far away. The attack was so painful, if Xin Chen's spirit body still had ribs like a normal human he was sure that all of them had been smashed apart by now.
But instead of thinking about the pain, Xin Chen was instead reminded of the habit his father always did when he saw himself too bad at sword training.
As Xin Chen fell down and got the mockery of the other fellow students, Xin Fai helped him up. Encouraging her crying self restrained the embarrassment of losing the practice. When his father snapped a finger like that, somehow his crying always subsided. Then, the part he remembered the most was when Xin Fai blew his sore forehead.
"The spirit that possessed him must have brought Dad's memory." Xin Chen muttered while holding his forehead. Just as she was about to catch up to where she was, Xin Chen's gaze was locked at a point where Xin Fai had now fought against her brother.
One deadly stab had just barely hit Xin Zhan's neck. Then a hundred consecutive attacks came out, the deadly moves of the Book of Seven Keys being one of the reasons why the Demon Sword was so feared. And now, Xin Zhan had to face a figure who was far more master of the technique than himself.
"Dad! You hear me?! Stop doing all this, you said you'd protect the leg, didn't you? Go back and see mom, she might be a little old. Or you'll regret it for life!"
That desperate scream came out of Xin Zhan's mouth. Xin Chen was surprised not to play. It did not seem like the Xin Zhan he knew. Her brother was always tough and mature in the face of many things, only sometimes she showed her uneasiness. But to speak in a high tone to his father - a figure he respected a lot since childhood, has explained how wrapped what Xin Zhan's mind is.
And what Xin Zhan just said earlier was as if making Xin Chen's body lose power. Is her mother soon old? Xin Zhan was too scared to say anything strange.
Or just ... All this time Xin Zhan had been keeping something from her.