Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 536: Multiple Signs of Identification

Lin Feng sighed slightly, a helpless look on his face. He spread his hands and explained, "I've been like this since I woke up, and I don't know where the blade is. Since I regained consciousness, I've only seen this bladeless Star Blade. I know nothing about its past."

"This hilt and this scabbard are indeed familiar to me," her voice trembled slightly, with an indescribable complex emotion, "but without the blade, the weight has changed, and it no longer suppresses the true energy in my body." Chen Xiner's voice echoed in the silent room, and every word seemed to be asking something.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's brows knitted into a frown, his eyes filled with confusion. "Suppression of the internal Qi?" He muttered subconsciously, a hint of confusion in his voice. An inexplicable urge surged in his heart, and he almost subconsciously raised his hand, palm facing down, and pressed down hard.

In an instant, an invisible yet overwhelming force surged outward, centered around Lin Feng. Chen Xin'er felt a crushing pressure like a mountain. The Qi within her body felt as if it were being strangled by an invisible, cold hand. It surged and struggled frantically, yet was firmly suppressed. Her cultivation level plummeted under this force, as if she had been dragged down from a towering peak, plummeting to the bottom of a valley, almost falling to the level of an ordinary person. Furthermore, the surrounding gravity suddenly shifted, the air becoming thick as pulp, and every breath felt like swallowing lead, incredibly difficult.

Chen Xiner's legs trembled uncontrollably, her knees buckling as if she would collapse at any moment. She clenched her teeth, her teeth almost digging into her lower lip. Her hands subconsciously grasped the table beside her, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to hold herself together. Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as she stared at Lin Feng, as if she were looking at someone completely unfamiliar yet incredibly familiar.

Seeing this, Lin Feng's face flashed with panic and self-blame. He hadn't imagined his actions would cause Chen Xin'er such immense and unbearable pain. His eyes were filled with concern and guilt. He quickly retracted his strength and repeatedly said, "I'm... I'm sorry!" His voice was thick with regret.

Chen Xin'er gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently. Her forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and a few strands of her hair, soaked by sweat, stuck to her pale, paper-white face. After a while, she gradually regained consciousness, her breathing becoming slightly more even.

She raised her head, shock and confusion still lingering in her eyes, and asked with a trembling voice, "This is the star field of the Star Sword. How did you get here?" There was surprise and a hint of expectation in her voice, as if she hoped Lin Feng could give an answer that would make everything clear.

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, his eyes also filled with confusion, like a traveler lost in the fog: "I don't know either, I only know that I can do it. Is this called the Star Realm?" There was a hint of innocence and ignorance in his voice, as if he was completely unaware of all this, but had inadvertently mastered this powerful and mysterious power.

Chen Xin'er's heart surged with anxiety, countless thoughts flashing through her mind. Could this really be Lin Feng? The Lin Feng she'd thought about day and night, the one she'd thought had vanished forever in the torrent of time? Could it be that during that horrific, apocalyptic explosion, the Star Blade had quietly protected him? At this thought, Chen Xin'er's eyes instantly moistened, tears streaming uncontrollably, blurring her vision.

She walked towards Lin Feng, her steps unsteady, each one like treading on cotton, weak and frail, yet filled with a sense of determination, as if these few steps had exhausted the courage she had accumulated over the years. She slowly raised her hand, which trembled slightly in the air. With endless longing, anticipation, and caution, she gently touched Lin Feng's cheek. Her voice was tearful, trembling violently, almost choking as she spoke, "Lin Feng, is this really you? Are you really not dead?" Her eyes were filled with longing and pleading, hoping that what she saw before her was not just a dream.

Lin Feng looked at Chen Xin'er, tears welling up in his eyes as well. They swirled in his sockets before finally sliding down his cheeks. He felt a mixture of emotions. Although his memory hadn't recovered and his mind was still a blur, Chen Xin'er's tears and deep affection were like a magical key, unlocking the long-closed emotional door deep within him. He felt the warmth of Chen Xin'er's fingertips, a warmth like the warm winter sun, warm and real. A strong urge surged in his heart, wanting to hold tightly to the woman who had cried for him, broken his heart for him, and rekindled his hope.

At that moment, Chen Xin'er suddenly threw herself into Lin Feng's arms and burst into tears. Her arms tightly wrapped around Lin Feng, trembling slightly from the effort, as if she feared he would disappear from her world again, as if she was clinging to the last glimmer of hope in her life. "Lin Feng, you're back! I don't know how much I missed you. I've waited so long for you." Her sobs echoed through the room, filled with the longing, pain, loneliness, and waiting of these past years. Each tear pierced her heart, expressing endless affection.

Lin Feng's tears flowed uncontrollably. He raised his hands and hugged Chen Xin'er tightly. He felt Chen Xin'er's warmth and heard her cry. The emotions in his heart grew stronger, as if to drown him. At this moment, he was no longer confused or perplexed. He only knew that this woman before him was extremely important to him and an indispensable part of his life.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xiner slowly loosened her arms from around Lin Feng's waist. She tilted her head back slightly, gazing at him lovingly. Then, she raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve. Her voice was choked with emotion, yet incredibly firm: "I will definitely help you regain your memory." As she spoke, her eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, as if no matter what hardships and obstacles lay ahead, she would help Lin Feng regain those lost memories.

Lin Feng looked at Chen Xin'er, his eyes filled with emotion and tenderness. He raised his hand, his fingers gently caressing Chen Xin'er's cheek, his movements as gentle as if he were touching an inestimably precious treasure, slowly wiping away the remaining tears from her eyes. "Are we still going to Taixu Valley?" he asked softly, his voice low and magnetic, filled with anticipation for the future, yet also tinged with a hint of confusion. In his mind, Taixu Valley was a mysterious place, seemingly hiding key clues to his life and memories, yet he felt a sense of unease about the unknown that lay ahead.