Chapter 3: Illusions, all are illusions

With a "pop," Murong Kunpeng and Xin'er simultaneously returned to their original positions, sharing a synchronized gaze, and experiencing synchronized awkwardness

Xin'er has begun to doubt her life. To be fair, the fairy's cold and ruthless personality, akin to a thousand-year-old iceberg, would absolutely never joke with her. But the current situation... ? ... Who exactly consumed that fake elixir, her or the fairy?

What the hell! Murong Kunpeng is very angry, this is not allowed, that is not allowed, do I really have to be forced to learn the somersault cloud to flip over?

This is a mountain that resembles an active volcano, with the entire mountain body being pitch black, and the rocks shining brightly like obsidian.

She was much shorter than Murong Kunpeng, so she had to tiptoe to prevent the hem of her dress from sweeping the ground, and softly said: "Fairy, please change your clothes"

In fact, at the beginning, Murong Kunpeng's heart was filled with rejection, but thinking that it was just a dream, he opened his pair of snow-white, delicate arms, waiting for Xin'er to help him put it on

The proud gaze swept over the lifeless mountains, as the icy, knife-like cold wind stirred his long, jet-black hair down to his ankles. Murong Kunpeng felt a surge of boundless ambition in his chest. He slightly bent his legs, ready to soar into the clouds, but unexpectedly, a small hand timely grasped his white wrist, preventing him from taking flight. Murong Kunpeng turned back, glaring at Xin'er with displeasure

Then, Xin'er took out a small pagoda, approximately the size of a canned cola, seemingly cast from a single piece of black iron, emanating a faint aura of darkness

As Ruyou Rouyi tightly held Xiner's delicate little hand, which was as white as snow, Murong Kunpeng's lips curled into a smile that exuded an overwhelming charm, captivating all who beheld it

The room is adorned with agate as the ceiling, white jade as the walls, pearls as the flooring, and coral as the bed. Even Murong Kunpeng, who hails from a prestigious family with a history of a thousand years, could not help but be astonished by the dazzling and exquisite beauty of this room. However, this is merely an ordinary changing room

Go!

Xin'er's eyes are wide open, as if saying: What are you looking at?

Murong Kunpeng suddenly realized: Yes, in this dream, I am a cultivator, the Snow Fairy. As a fairy, I must fly!

Murong Kunpeng did not consider whether he could fly; this was his dream, after all. How could he not be able to fly

Do not say it has flown; theoretically, even if he wishes to soar to the heavens and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, it is merely a thought away

It is also quite common to be aware that one is dreaming yet unable to control one's own body... Murong Kunpeng decisively chose to give up under Xin'er’s peculiar gaze

Only after speaking did Xin'er suddenly recall the strict discipline that the fairy usually imposed on her, which immediately frightened her to the point of becoming completely stiff

Murong Kunpeng's eyes widened even larger than hers: Try looking again!

"Fairy, please take me with you..." Xin'er looked at Murong Kunpeng with a pitiful expression. In the past, the fairy would always take her along without needing to be asked, but today it seemed she had forgotten about her.

I would rather die than wear women's clothing

Xiner, with her aggrieved little teeth, bit her cherry lips until they turned pale: "I, I still cannot fly..."

Normally, Xin'er would never dare to speak to the fairy in such a tone, but for some reason, whether it was due to Murong Kunpeng's exceptionally kind attitude today or the overwhelming effect of the fake elixir, she unconsciously liberated her true nature and let herself go in front of Murong Kunpeng

What are you doing

Once again bending his legs slightly, Murong Kunpeng leaped upward, pulling Xin'er along with him.

Murong Kunpeng's words instantly made her forget the slight embarrassment from earlier, and she excitedly said: "Fairy, although I still cannot fly, I finally refined that 'Ghost Soldier' yesterday, and my speed is quite fast!"

Murong Kunpeng suddenly felt a pair of enchanting eyes lewdly peering at him from behind. He instinctively turned around and met Xin'er’s bright, sparkling eyes. As their gazes locked, Murong Kunpeng glared and said: What are you staring at?

I am indeed dreaming

Xiner stood before Murong Kunpeng, holding a flowing emerald green gown with her small hands, waiting.

Fly back

Is it true? Can I? Xin'er’s eyes lit up, just as Murong Kunpeng had said, she had always been carried by the fairy as she flew

In the understanding of Murong Kunpeng, obsidian has been regarded since ancient times as a gem used for warding off evil and as a talisman. Buddhism also favors the use of obsidian to make prayer beads. However, the entire surface layer of this mountain is composed entirely of obsidian

Please! I am a fairy, not a monkey

It is not that he wants to enjoy Xin'er’s service, but rather that this emerald green dress has neither a zipper nor buttons, and he truly does not know how to wear it

Although there is one less red pair of shorts worn over the pants, let's not dwell on these minor details in the dream

The entirely pitch-black mountain is only accompanied by thick white mist rising from its summit, resembling a volcanic crater, creating a rather eerie appearance

After a moment of hesitation, Murong Kunpeng shamefully raised one arm, forming a fist, and fixed his determined and sharp gaze upward

After passing through layers of white mist, Murong Kunpeng finally realized that they were actually on the mountaintop

It is not an isolated mountain; surrounding this "active volcano" are towering peaks, and between these lofty mountains lies a dense and vibrant forest, creating a stark contrast with the barren and lifeless nature of the "active volcano".

As Xin'er saw Murong Kunpeng open his arms, she quickly shook her hands gently, causing the emerald green robe to flutter.

This is not scientific

Let's just give it a try! Of course, Xin'er is not that brave; her submissive nature caused her to immediately back down. Her pair of adorable little eyebrows furrowed, and her big eyes looked pitifully at Murong Kunpeng: "Fairy, aren't we flying back?"

Murong Kunpeng's old face flushed red, could it be that my takeoff posture is incorrect? Then the question arises, what is the correct posture for takeoff?

This time, they rose a maximum of one inch off the ground, and the two of them once again landed back in their original position without any suspense

In an instant, a dazzling green light enveloped Murong Kunpeng, as the emerald green attire shattered, and with a flash of green light, Murong Kunpeng miraculously transformed into a fairy in just one second

Illusion! It is all an illusion! Xin'er is about to cry, who can tell me whether I am currently in the sky or on the ground?

Although she greatly enjoys the feeling of being cared for and protected by the fairy, she also wishes for the fairy to see her efforts and progress

Although Xiner did not know why Murong Kunpeng leaped, she instinctively followed him and together they jumped approximately three inches off the ground in perfect synchronization

Having reached such an understanding, Murong Kunpeng was no longer surprised. Under Xin'er’s guidance, Murong Kunpeng exited the changing room

Looking at Xin'er, the adorable little sulker, Murong Kunpeng smiled - "Just wait, I'll take you to show off and soar!"

She sneakily glanced at Murong Kunpeng's expression with a pitiful look, and upon seeing that there was no change in his demeanor, she finally relaxed again

With his right hand tightly gripping Xin'er, Murong Kunpeng brought his legs together, and with a simultaneous push from his toes, he leaped upward, prompting Xin'er to quickly follow suit and leap as well

Feeling quite frustrated, yet still maintaining a smile, Murong Kunpeng said with a smile: "In the past, I have always led you; how about today you lead me?"