191: Each has its own merits

Over on the boss's side, he was completely indifferent.

Because vampires cannot change their body shape.

And if there were any illusions here, they would discover them immediately.

The guy responsible for surveillance, however, worriedly said:

"What if the vampire turned into a little girl to seduce him? Shouldn't we follow them just to be safe? Or maybe it's the vampire's servant?"

"What are you thinking? This guy clearly isn't that type. This kid is, at the very least, a noble, and rumor has it he has connections to a great Eastern power; we can't afford to offend him. You know how it is in that circle—playing with little girls is quite normal, isn't it? Don't go upsetting him and having him complain about us to the Noble Council of Elders, or we'll be in serious trouble. Are you going to take responsibility for that?"

The boss on the other end of the communicator had made his point quite directly.

If they didn't listen now, there really was nothing more to be done.

Naturally, the frontline monitor responsible for the grunt work had nothing left to say, simply watching Lu Chen take the person away.

Fortunately, they just went to a nearby Cultivate training ground.

There was an arena here.

It looked like they intended to work out or train here?

Lu Chen chose a relatively large area.

The purpose was to properly teach this girl some skills.

"Nita, attack with full force, use all your power. There is a magic barrier here; no one can touch this place, which means no one can see us."

After speaking, Lu Chen had already drawn the tianwen sword.

He began to face Nita.

He told her to attack him with all her might.

After receiving the order, Nita naturally did not hesitate.

She brought out all her skills.

She began to attack with all her strength!

"By the way, Nita, do you know that this arena has another very special feature?"

Nita was stunned.

"What is it?"

"It can simulate space!"

Lu Chen smiled.

He activated the command token given by the staff.

Immediately, the vast arena changed drastically.

It began to simulate a brand-new scene.

In an instant, a waning moon hung high, and the fragrance of wisteria filled the bluestone courtyard.

Lu Chen gave his wrist a light flick, and the three-foot blade traced the trajectory of a flowing galaxy under the moonlight; the dewdrops falling from the tip of the sword suddenly condensed into ice crystal, clattering as they fell before Nita's bare feet.

"Don't be influenced by the environment, Nita. Even if this were Hell, there should only be one existence in your eyes—and that is me! Are you still afraid of your own Bloodline power?" Lu Chen flourished his sword, the silver threads on his robe shimmering.

The vampire girl opposite him bit her crimson lower lip, her nails digging deep into her palms; the purple-blue veins beneath her pale skin were pulsing in time with the distant church bells.

Nita suddenly turned into a blood-colored afterimage and lunged, her ten sharp claws tearing through the night mist.

Lu Chen lightly tapped his toes on a stone lamp, his figure sweeping through the air like a white crane, and the tianwen sword in his hand unfurled nine layers of circular sword light, executing the Move "Big Dipper Swallows the Moon."

The Sword Qi caused the water in the courtyard pond to surge backward, startling the koi into leaping from the surface, each scale reflecting the cyan-green sword light.

This was the arena's environmental simulation, but everything felt as real as reality itself.

Such charm truly made for an excellent simulated illusion.

"Too slow." The spine of the sword struck the back of Nita's neck, and she stumbled into the wisteria trellis, flower petals mixed with night dew covering her silver hair.

Lu Chen wiped his sword finger across the blade, moved by the moment, and loudly recited "Ode to Gallantry":

"Silver saddle on a white horse, swift as a shooting star—"

Before the words had faded, thirty-six streaks of Sword Qi tore through the air, surrounding Nita in a Formation.

Each streak of Sword Qi carved verses onto the bluestone slabs; it was actually Li Taibai's "Old Style" poem number fifty-nine.

"Nita, this is sword technique from the East. It is natural that you have never seen it, but being able to train under such sword technique is a god-given opportunity. Because once you have witnessed true powerhouses, any expert in the future will be nothing but an ant before you!"

A bloody glint appeared in Nita's eyes, and her fangs pierced her lower lip.

Blood mist surged around her body, transforming into twelve blood bats within the sword Formation.

Seeing this, Lu Chen chuckled, and the bronze bell on the sword tassel rang without wind, emitting a clear Dragon roar.

The moment those blood bats collided with the Sword Qi, they were scorched to ashes by the powerful energy contained within the verses.

"Eastern sword technique abhors impatience." Lu Chen suddenly sheathed his sword, and the sky full of Sword Qi turned into green lotuses and dissipated.

He threw three Magic Talismanic Incantations onto Nita's shoulders and the center of her brow. "Do you know why I can slay vampires?"

As the magic characters on the talisman paper glowed with a special light, the surging Qi in Nita's body immediately calmed down.

The girl knelt on the shattered blue bricks, looking at the claws on her fingertips that had not yet faded. "Because... that's because you were fully prepared?"

"You are teachable. Remember, never fight a battle unprepared!"

The night wind blew the silver chain at her neck, and the pendant contained a dried rose—that was the last memento from when she was human.

Lu Chen pressed his fingers together like a sword and drew a taiji diagram in the Void Realm.

He had learned this from Sun Feifei!

The trajectory of the rotating Yin and Yang fish actually drew down the moonlight, condensing it into a sword of light in his palm: "My sword also has the ability to devour blood, but what is truly lethal is the 'power' Sealed within it."

Lu Chen suddenly thrust the sword into the ground, and a map of the stars of the universe appeared on the floor tiles of the entire courtyard. "Watch closely—! This Move was taught to me by a friend! She is also a girl, but she is an Eighth-Order powerhouse, the same age as you!"

When the sword Move began, it was like the surging tide of a spring river; the twenty-eight-style combo secretly aligned with the shifting of the constellations.

Nita's pupils constricted; she saw Lu Chen's afterimages appear simultaneously in the positions of the Big Dipper, each figure executing a different sword technique.

When the seventh figure swung out "Yaoguang Breaking the Army," all the illusions merged into one, and the cyan light erupting from the sword tip directly split a wall a hundred paces away.

"This is... a divine technique, right?" The hem of Nita's Western lace skirt was torn by the aftermath of the Sword Qi, revealing her pale, porcelain-like calves.

She was dumbfounded!

Is this Eastern sword technique?

It's even more magnificent than magic!

At this moment, Nita suddenly smelled a dangerous aura.

Lu Chen threw the scabbard like lightning, precisely striking her wrist's vital point.

At the same time, he chanted the "Scripture of Clarity and Stillness," each word turning into a golden rune that sank into the girl's brow. "The Dao is heartless, governing the sun and moon!"

Nita shuddered violently, the bloody glint in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by two clear eyes reflecting the starlight.

Although Lu Chen was training her.

He also took the opportunity to infuse her with power.

"Remember this feeling." Lu Chen tossed the tianwen sword to her, while he himself created a sword of light from magic in the Void Realm. "You are a vampire; you must learn to use moonlight to replace blood Qi, and use natural trajectories to guide your attack Moves. It can be a sword, or it can be claws; there is no difference."

As he spoke, Lu Chen executed a simplified version of the "Xuanji Steps"; Sun Feifei's version was a bit harder.

Lu Chen's version was simpler.

Many of Sun Feifei's Moves were actually very suitable for Nita.

This was also why Lu Chen intentionally taught her these.

The flower petals on the branches formed a Formation following his steps.

Nita clumsily imitated him, the tianwen sword feeling as heavy as a thousand jun in her hands, yet the trajectory traced by the sword edge began to guide the flow of dewdrops.

She was also starting to learn.

Lu Chen nodded.