Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 786 - 494: Illusionary Realm

Chapter 786: Chapter 494: Illusionary Realm

The black fog spanning the wilderness gradually dissipated, revealing the willow forest that had been hidden within.

Moonlight, sparse through the tangled vines overhead, fell and cast a shimmering glow on the puddles at the forest floor.

Slumped in the water, O’Reilly’s once elegant purple gown was now thoroughly soaked with mud, the thirteen rings of magic that had surrounded her all shattered, leaving only her dazzling golden hair floating messily on the water’s surface.

"No... it can’t be..."

With a voice as frail as a mosquito’s whine, she lowered her gaze to her palms, her tall and slender figure trembling slightly, "Why... why can you dismantle my magic rings directly... Ahh!"

Suddenly, O’Reilly’s slumped posture leaned forward into a half-kneel, her body curled like a shrimp, and the blood gushing from her throat forced her hand to cover her lips instinctively, but it couldn’t stop the stream of blood gushing through her slender fingers.

"Drip, drop..."

Blood dripped down the alluring line of O’Reilly’s jaw, quickly staining the water with a brilliant red, like the blossoms of the other shore.

As Xu Yuan looked at the scene of defeat before him, he quietly breathed out a sigh of relief and slowly approached the woman.

There had been a moment when he truly thought he was going to die.

If that Eight-Ring Spell, based on the Ring of Lightning and incorporating the other seven rings, had been successfully cast, he would have stood no chance.

That was a gap no stratagem could overcome.

Unfortunately for her, the woman had been somewhat overconfident... no, calling it overconfidence didn’t quite hit the mark; it was greed that was more fitting.

Knowing he possessed the ability to deconstruct spellcraft directly, she still cast her powerful spell right before his eyes, and to minimize the fluctuations during the spellcasting, she had even divided her attention to cast other spells, significantly extending her charge-up time.

Back then, O’Reilly could have used the Spatial Magic Ring to teleport herself out of the black fog, creating distance before casting her spell, or she could have chosen to fully charge her power without casting any spells to reduce fluctuations.

Had she chosen either option, Xu Yuan would have had only one way to respond.

In his mind, he would chant "Here comes brother" and then brace himself for death.

O’Reilly was far too greedy.

She wanted to kill Xu Yuan without alerting Xu Changge, who was entangled in a battle with Xiulun.

This gave him the opportunity to act.

Before the Ice Crystal froze the Willow Ghost Blade, he had already managed to leave some black Origin Qi capable of deconstruction within the cocoon of woven willow branches through continuous stabbing.

After that, things were simple.

Xu Yuan manipulated that smear of black Origin Qi left inside the cocoon to melt and deconstruct a tiny portion of one of the patterns on the eight magic rings O’Reilly used for her spell as she was charging it.

Like a miscalculated decimal point in aerospace engineering causing a chain reaction, the erasure of that minute pattern quickly cascaded, causing a collapse akin to falling dominoes, and had a devastating effect on the spell cast by O’Reilly.

In the words of a Dayan cultivator, it was akin to ’spell deviation’.

In a matter of minutes, the situation between the two reversed dramatically.

"Stop..."

The feathery voice rose again, and Xu Yuan instinctively paused in his steps, replying softly,

"Do you have something to say?"

"Why..."

"What?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, O’Reilly lifted her bright golden eyes to look at the man across from her, biting her teeth and with a voice marked by desperation said,

"Why can you interfere with my magic rings?!"

"..."

The sound spread over the tranquil waters, causing ripples. Observing the confusion in her eyes, Xu Yuan let out a soft sigh and took a step forward,

"I thought you’d face your defeat more gracefully, but you do look quite unsightly right now..."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan had already arrived half a step in front of O’Reilly, looking down at the woman who moments ago had emanated terrifying power like a deity, his voice tinged with a barely discernible chuckle,

"O’Reilly, is this all the composure your Xi’en Imperial Family has?"

"It’s not!"

O’Reilly clenched her teeth, struggling to stand up from the water, but another gush of blood interrupted her attempt,

"Ahh, cough... cough cough..."

She wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand and looked up at him, her voice weaker,

"If... if you defeated me outright like your brother, I would have no complaints even in death, but to be defeated by your despicable tricks..."

"Tricks?"

Xu Yuan cut her off, raising his palm as a tuft of black Origin Qi rose from it, the corner of his lips curling in mockery,

"So you mean, I must avoid engaging in my strengths and battle you in a mage’s duel with spellcraft to count as a proper method? Using my own spellcraft is despicable, so if I used a warrior’s methods, would you then call me crude?"

And with that,

Xu Yuan took a step forward and without any warning a whip-like kick struck out, hitting O’Reilly in her ample chest.

His boot sunk into the softness, the powerful force behind it sending her delicate and slender figure flying back to crash into the base of a willow tree with a thud, skipping several times across the water before the impact.

"Ahh..."

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out as O’Reilly struggled to push herself up from the water, her wet golden hair clinging to her cheeks, her pallor and red lips giving her an odd, tragic beauty.

Extremely weak, but her gaze still locked onto Xu Yuan.

Meeting her gaze, Xu Yuan approached with unhurried steps, his voice light and mocking,