Chapter 33:

The wind outside the corridor blew and blew.

What seemed like an ordinary breeze was actually the elusive “seduction” of the illusionary enchantress.

Wherever it passed, desires bloomed.

Like a wisp of smoke, it ensnared people.

But the enchantress’s “seduction” blew for a long time, ready to absorb the fervent desires as her power, yet she barely sensed any desires emanating from the room.

The desire for possession. Greed…

Ordinary people at this time would have already fallen completely, indulging in pleasure, and some might have already lost track of time, exposing their true colors.

What were they doing?

Inside the room, two children, one big and one small, still faced each other with innocence.

Yao Yao held her finger with the tooth marks and looked at Chong Yan’s reddened lips and ears, wondering why he was enduring something and feeling hot.

It must be because of her blood.

Yao Yao wiped her nose with her hand, but why wasn’t her nose bleeding?

Strange, strange.

Yao Yao’s gaze became unfocused.

Chong Yan lowered his eyes, still feeling the warmth and touch of her fingertip on his animal-like lips and tongue.

It was soft.

The ferocious beast swallowed slightly, as if suppressing some restlessness, but it seemed not enough. He just ground his teeth and then changed his sitting posture.

Yao Yao fanned herself for a while, feeling her flushed cheeks. She thought it must be because of the hot spring in the room that made her feel so hot.

She turned her head. “Chong Yan, don’t you want to go back to your room and soak in the hot spring?”

But the tall ancient demon sat still, showing no expression.

The pink pillow was still pressed against his legs.

The silver-white tail forcefully remained behind him.

Chong Yan didn’t like what was on his body.

His organs were inherently ugly.

And what was even uglier than ugliness itself was the enormous ugliness.

Moreover…

Chong Yan held the pink pillow, pursing his lips. His expression carried a hint of self-disgust.

That thing seems to be only continue to grow larger.

This ferocious beast had never been nurtured by anyone since birth. He had lived in solitude for thirty thousand years, so he treated that thing on his body like any other ugly organ, wanting it to stop changing and hide away.

Never let her see.

Yao Yao saw him holding the pillow and, for some reason, felt that he resembled an anxious and restless dog.

Restless, a little uneasy, and a bit aggrieved.

So cute.

Yao Yao’s heart softened and she couldn’t help but smile. “Alright, if you like it, then hold onto it.”

After all, they were all gifts from her. Yao Yao thought sweetly.

Chong Yan silently looked at her for a while and finally closed his eyes.

Allowing those clamorous desires to surge in his heart and then forcefully suppress them. When he opened his eyes again, his amber pupils became clear, and his consciousness expanded boundlessly.

His icy and gloomy aura swept across the entire building nestled against the mountains.

But something still felt off to him.

Was it just his illusion, or was it someone else?

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In the darkness.

“Big sister, please stop.”

The illusionary enchantress instantly ceased every wisp of wind as soon as she sensed the cold aura.

No trace, no remnants.

This was the power of being the strongest heaven-grade demon. She could stop in an instant, and no one could detect the fluctuation of her demonic power.

The illusionary emotion demon spoke with a serious tone, “I told you, he is a monster.”

It waved its residual image, using its blood and tears to remind its big sister that the ancient demon not only had terrifying power but also terrifying endurance and mental strength.

The enchantress withdrew its hand, looking somewhat displeased.

Since leaving the Abyss, it had thrived in Spirit Continent, even transforming the entire city into a city of desire, madly seizing power. This time, it seemed that the ancient demon were truly incomparable to anyone else.

The higher the demonic nature of a person, the more intense and frenzied their desires become.

That heart, possessing such immense demonic power, should quickly succumb to madness under the influence of “seduction,” unleashing the most primal desires of tearing, conquering, and ultimately descending into a desire that could annihilate heaven and earth.

Indeed, what the enchantress truly wanted to extract was not just the divine power of the ancient demons but their desire for destruction. It would be a formidable and powerful desire that would be engraved in her very marrow, equal in strength to his divine power.

As a natural behemoth, possessing the divine power of the Nine Heavens and the demonic power of the Nether Realm, but having suffered torment throughout his life, if his desire for destruction could be awakened, the enchantress couldn’t even imagine how much her cultivation would advance.

And that little girl was merely a catalyst.

She was so delicate, so tender. She was the perfect target to be torn apart.

What kind of thing was a demon? No one understood it better than a demon. The nature of a demon was one of corruption and indulgence, greed and ugliness.

She wouldn’t fail.

In the dim room, a flicker of crimson fire floated in the air.

This space quickly transformed into an unknown realm.

Like flowers silently blooming.

“You can find anything you want in Jun Capital.”

The person’s tone was profound, implying that he shouldn’t become obsessed with the power of the ancient demon and forget her true mission.

“It all depends on how far you can go.”

“Yes,” the enchantress smiled, his voice pleasant and magnetic. “Mistress.”

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Chong Yan’s vast consciousness swept across the entire building nestled against the mountains.

There were countless ordinary people here in the North, as well as resting cultivators, and the demons that he had recently slain. Apart from that, there were no other demons.

The biggest demon here was him.

Chong Yan opened his eyes.

Was the feeling he had just experienced only a reaction from his heart?

Or was it someone powerful enough, someone who could disappear completely?

Yao Yao had already prepared the bed and, seeing him open his eyes again, walked over and pulled him. “Alright, it’s time for you to rest too.”

He had just retrieved his heart, and the powerful divine energy within him needed time to stabilize.

But Chong Yan shook his head.

He wasn’t sure if there was something lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity.

“You can go back to your room and soak in the hot spring,” Yao Yao suggested.

Chong Yan was always very clean, with a spotless collar every day. He used advanced cleaning techniques and always had a faint fragrance on his body.

So he must be interested in soaking in the hot spring.

However, Chong Yan shook his head again.

This time he had learned his lesson. He couldn’t let her be alone like in the Imperial Tomb, where she had become frightened and fainted in an empty coffin.

Yao Yao was at a loss and could only pretend to be fierce, hands on her hips. “But I want to soak in the hot spring.”

“Oh okay.”

A beat too slow, Chong Yan’s ears turned slightly red.

He slowly turned his back, raised his hand, and covered his ears.

Not listening, not looking.

“I’ve closed off my divine consciousness,” he added.

Yao Yao stared at his tall figure for a while, and then she remembered that this was probably a residual effect from the Imperial Tomb.

Chong Yan still made her feel safe.

If the previous time was like taking a vicious dog out, this time it was like having a guard dog watching over her.

Yao Yao couldn’t help but laugh.

Chong Yan had been waiting for a while, but the warmth behind him hadn’t left.

He hesitated, tilting his face slightly, and asked in a soft voice, “Is it not allowed?”

Yao Yao reached out and pinched his ear with her claw.

“It’s allowed.”

Finally, they were able to rest and recuperate here.

Not to mention anything else, the spiritual spring was indeed a true spiritual spring. Soaking in it made the fatigue in their bodies disappear, and even the small injuries on their bodies could heal. It felt like their meridians were filled with gentle vitality.

Yao Yao let out a sigh of relief.

It’s good to have money. Woof woof.

Chong Yan didn’t show any impatience as he held his arms and sat at the door.

He didn’t need this.

But he liked it when Yao Yao was comfortable.

Footsteps could be heard in the corridor, and Chong Yan raised his eyes. It wasn’t Ji Rong and Wen Yu’s footsteps.

But soon, their voices echoed.

“Shopkeeper, why don’t you come up and soak in the hot spring too?”

Ji Rong had just finished tidying up and, as soon as he came out holding his sword, he saw the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then smiled warmly. “No, I just came up to check if there were any shortcomings in the service.”

Ji Rong was straightforward. “Just make it cheaper.” He had spent quite a few spirit stones on Yao Yao.

The sword spirit let out a loud “ha”.

The big black snake followed with another “ha”.

Whispering and pointing.

Ji Rong had a solemn expression. “…” After returning to Chang Sword Sect, he would work hard to help the Sword Sect make money.