Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

"???"

Has the Illusion Realm not ended yet? Is this a restart?

That was Wang Mu's first thought.

However, when he recalled the scene in the Heart Demon Illusion Realm... wait, why couldn't he remember some of the images? Wang Mu was stunned, as if he had just awoken from a dream, many scenes already forgotten.

So there are also Heart Demon Illusions that do this, huh? Erase afterward? What kind of Heart Demon are you...

Actually, in hindsight, from the perspective of a Saint or an observer, there were many problems in the Heart Demon Illusion Realm. For example, Yan Qingwu's demeanor differed considerably from the one he now knew. And Nanrong Biyou and Mu Hongyuan were also significantly different from their real counterparts.

Inside the Heart Demon Illusion Realm, they didn't seem like their current selves who had reached the Ascension Realm after a thousand years of cultivation. Instead, they were more like their game counterparts, and also like what Wang Mu had been expecting...

Thus, while experiencing it, Wang Mu was immersed.

When one experiences pleasant things, they often do not wish to wake up. Even if they feel something is off, they wouldn't delve deeper, preferring to indulge themselves in the beauty. And everyone's Heart Demon develops from the very thing that person desires most.

To put it simply, the dream unfolded as Wang Mu inwardly hoped. That was why he indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.

At the last critical moment, Yan Qingwu striking towards me was also the Heart Demon striking at me. If it had been real and I hadn't reacted in time, I probably wouldn't have been able to achieve Foundation Establishment... Wang Mu mused.

Looking at the figure in the distance, Wang Mu tried to recall the events of the Heart Demon Illusion Realm but found that he could only remember the last sword strike aimed at himself...

Why does this Heart Demon Illusion leave behind nothing good? Why only leave this one deep impression?

Wang Mu steadied his mind and approached, saying, "Elder Yan?"

The shadow was not very solid, resembling an external projection.

"You've achieved Foundation Establishment?"

Elder Yan looked at Wang Mu with cold eyes, as if there was a sword in them.

Wang Mu felt a little uneasy.

It couldn't possibly be that she knows what happened in my Heart Demon Illusion Realm, could it? Impossible!

"Hmm..."

Wang Mu nodded.

"I just noticed that your Divine Soul fluctuated greatly..." Yan Qingwu's voice was still cold and clear. She paused for a moment before continuing, "Did you encounter a Heart Demon during your breakthrough?"

"No... no," Wang Mu said immediately. "It was just very ordinary..."

This was certainly not the time to admit what had happened in the Heart Demon Illusion Realm.

"Your Taoist Heart is not firm," Yan Qingwu said bluntly, looking at Wang Mu.

Wang Mu was speechless.

Hey, hey, hey, don't be so certain! After all, I did wake up in the end. If my Taoist Heart isn't strong, then with all of you in the Heart Demon Illusion Realm coming at me, how could I, a mere Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator, have withstood it? I'm not some bigshot who has cultivated for a thousand years... Let's not even talk about Yan Qingwu. Take Mu Hongyuan, for instance. If she truly wanted to use her Charming Technique or something, it wouldn't just be me; any Tribulation Crossing Cultivator would have been utterly done for. My Heart Demon Illusion was so powerful precisely because you women are too strong...

Wang Mu shook his head helplessly.

Their inherent strength was undeniable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so focused on cultivation, trying to get stronger quickly.

Regarding the Charming Techniques employed by other demonesses of the Fengyue Sect, even those at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul level, Wang Mu prided himself on having no problems with them.

This time, in the Foundation Establishment Realm's Heart Demon Illusion Realm, Wang Mu felt that if he hadn't had the Superior Pure Spirit Body and the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Pill, it really would have been tough. He feared he might not have fully sensed it until the final moment, nor been able to break free immediately.

At that moment, the Green Frost Sword flew out from the shadowy figure, and a small figure rushed towards Wang Mu.

"SOB SOB, you actually did pretty well."

That was the Qingshuang Sword Spirit.

A downsized version of Yan Qingwu with crystal-like eyes landed on Wang Mu and rubbed against him.

Wang Mu was taken aback.

Yan Qingwu was also silent.

"Come back!" Yan Qingwu called out sharply, her voice tinged with subtle emotions.

"I don't want to, I don't..." The Sword Spirit hid behind Wang Mu. "I want to stay with him... I don't want to cultivate with my master anymore..."

Wang Mu was puzzled.

What's going on with this Little Sword Spirit?

Wang Mu stroked the Little Sword Spirit's head.

It felt like a clump of cotton, quite nice to the touch.

Yan Qingwu's eyes flickered with surprise, and the shadow seemed to ripple slightly.

"Go back, back to your master," Wang Mu said with a smile. "I haven't been cultivating for long and have too many distractions. My Taoist Heart indeed isn't very stable."

"I don't want to..."

"But how can that be?" Wang Mu looked at the Little Sword Spirit. "You need to work hard at cultivation too. You are the Little Sword Spirit; the Sword Dao is what you should be seeking. In the future, you'll need to help your master..."

"UMM..." The Little Sword Spirit seemed conflicted, clinging to Wang Mu and hugging him tightly. "I don't want to... I want to be with you..."

"Don't you like the sword?" Wang Mu felt that the Little Sword Spirit was unusually affectionate towards him.

It's probably because I used my blood to repair it.

"I like it..."

Seeing the Little Sword Spirit acting this way, Wang Mu was reminded of himself in the Heart Demon Illusion and said, "So, you wouldn't want to give up on the sword, right?"

The Little Sword Spirit shook its head.

"Then that's..." Wang Mu picked up the Little Sword Spirit, who was less than a meter tall. "In my heart, you are the dignified Qingshuang Sword Spirit. The one who could illuminate the Nine Provinces with a single sword strike—that's you. That's the most important thing for you..."

Yan Qingwu remained silent.

"But... I want to follow you... I can still cultivate..." The Little Sword Spirit hesitated for a moment, then peeked out from behind Wang Mu.