Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Mind-body skills are a type of skill that relies on imagination and will to rewrite phenomena in the virtual world, thereby generating skill results.

Simply put, it's a skill based on idealism.

If you want to and are determined, you can master the skill of imagination.

When Kirito saw the completely different 'Starburst Stream Slash', he understood.

Why was Xiaoxing able to learn her skill, but why did the two of them release it with different effects after learning it?

Because Xiaoxing didn't master those skills; she replicated them through her own will.

It's hard to imagine that someone as young as Xiaoxing could have such faith and willpower.

With Kuroyukihime receiving an epic buff, I've also raised a 'monster' ahead of time!

But it should be okay, right? After all, Xiaoxing is a good kid, not some kind of devil...

Just then, Xiao Xing ran over, her face beaming with joy: "Master, I did it!"

Asuna smiled and patted her head: "Amazing~ Amazing~"

Kirito spoke in a master-like manner: "Now that you have mastered the secrets of the dual-wielding style, I have no more skills to pass on, because from this day forward, you are invincible!"

Before he could finish speaking, Asuna interrupted him with a smile: "Don't listen to his nonsense. By the way, to celebrate Sachi learning a new skill, I'll make a more elaborate dinner tonight."

Kirito instantly lost his composure and involuntarily swallowed hard.

Asuna's cooking has always been an irresistible temptation for him.

Xiaoxing wanted to practice a little longer while she was still in high spirits, but Asuna had already gently taken her hand.

Those hands were warm and soft, and she followed them unconsciously.

Asuna held Sachi's hand with her left hand and Kirito's hand with her right, and the three of them walked side by side toward the cabin.

Night quickly enveloped the forest, and the fireplace burning in the cabin made the interior warm and cozy.

Asuna, wearing an apron, brought out plate after plate of steaming dishes: pan-fried salmon with a golden-brown skin, teriyaki chicken thighs coated in a rich sauce, whole-wheat pasta with tomato meat sauce, and creamy mushroom soup...

There was fish to eat, meat to eat, and even a staple food and a thick soup for each person, making it an extremely lavish meal.

"Delicious!" Kirito praised Asuna's cooking while stuffing chicken leg meat into his mouth, his words barely audible.

Xiaoxing picked up a spoon and sipped the thick soup. The warm liquid slid down her throat, and the fatigue from a whole day of training seemed to be soothed at that moment.

This was the most sumptuous meal she had eaten since arriving here.

As night deepened, Xiaoxing quickly fell into a deep sleep.

This time, however, the dream was no longer a blurry fragment.

"Sample B, neural connection synchronization rate, 92 percent."

"You haven't tried hard enough to create the perfect accelerator."

"You're still far behind me."

Mother, father, and sister... those forgotten memories flooded my mind like a tide.

Xiaoxing suddenly opened her eyes, her heart pounding violently in her chest.

She remembered it all!

Whether it's your own business or your biological family's business...

Xiaoxing didn't get up immediately, but gently turned her head to look at her side.

Asuna on the left was holding her arm, breathing evenly, with a faint smile on her lips.

On the right, Yui was curled up, also fast asleep.

It was pitch black outside the window, with only moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Xiaoxing estimated the time; it should be early morning, and the night was still deep.

She has been here for five days.

During those five days, she learned dual-wielding, tasted the warmest meals, and felt a family warmth she had never experienced before.

But her memories told her that she could no longer stay here.

I still have an unfinished mission.

If we wait until tomorrow to say goodbye, Mother will surely be very sad.

Xiaoxing frowned slightly, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She didn't want to see Asuna sad, and she especially didn't want to see Yui crying and begging her to stay.

Perhaps I should leave quietly, just like I suddenly barged into this family.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxing carefully pulled her arm out of Asuna's arms.

She slowly got up, stepped over Asuna, tiptoed to the bedside, and put on her shoes.

Before leaving, she glanced back at the two people on the bed and silently said, "Father, Mother, Yui, I'm sorry."

Then he gently opened the door and disappeared into the night.

What she didn't know was that the moment the door closed, Kirito slowly opened his eyes.

He woke up the moment Xiao Xing quietly got up.

Following the route Kirito had mentioned that led to their encounter, Sachi walked through the forest.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground and illuminating the path beneath her feet.

Soon, Xiaoxing saw the semi-transparent dimensional wall behind the bushes—exactly the same as when she first came in.

"That's right, it's here."

Xiaoxing took a deep breath and was about to step inside when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her: "Are you leaving already?"

She turned around abruptly and saw Kirito standing under a tree not far away, his figure outlined by the moonlight.

"Father, what are you doing here?" she asked in surprise, her heart pounding again.

Kirito slowly approached and smiled: "If you want to fool me, you'll have to train for a few more years."

He paused, looking at Xiaoxing's tense expression, and deliberately teased, "I thought you were excited in the middle of the night and wanted to find some wild monsters to practice on. After all, I was also very excited when I learned the Dual Wielding Technique."

The familiar jokes relaxed Xiaoxing's tense nerves.

She was afraid that her father would say something like, "Please stay."

During her few days living here, she truly felt a happiness she had never experienced before... of home.

Even so, this place is still not my real home.

Xiaoxing simply lowered her head and whispered, "I've remembered my past memories..."

"No wonder." Kirito nodded. "He left without saying goodbye not because he didn't want to say goodbye, but because he was afraid of seeing us sad, right?"

Xiaoxing suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

That's right, my thoughts have been completely seen through.

She bit her lip: "Father, are you not angry with me?"

"What's it to blame you for?" Kirito reached out and gently touched her head, his touch as warm as it had been countless times before.

"Everyone has their own path to walk. You've just chosen the one that belongs to you, just like every child goes through rebellion."

Just then, Asuna's anxious cries pierced the silent night from afar: "Sachi! Sachi! Where are you?"

Xiaoxing's heart tightened, and she turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Soon, a white figure ran out of the woods.

It was Asuna. She was still wearing her white pajamas, her hair was a little messy, and she had an anxious look on her face.

Clearly, she rushed into the forest immediately after discovering the two had disappeared, without even having time to change her clothes.