The demoness seemed to sense something and her laughter grew more intense.
Su Yu frowned tightly.
The demoness of the Fengyue Sect excelled at charming techniques.
Within the sect, various Clear Heart Techniques were developed to counter them. His Heart Clearing Technique, though diligently practiced, had only reached a small success. Among his generation, it was quite impressive.
Moreover, to combat the allure of the Fengyue Sect's demoness, the sect always emphasized the Heart Technique in evaluations.
Disciples had to cultivate it, and their realm could not be low.
Yet it was completely ineffective at this moment!
Even he himself…
Su Yu stared at the graceful figure within the dense fog, his heart inexplicably started to race, feeling a desire to get closer.
"This isn't good!"
Su Yu slapped himself in the face.
This demoness possessed deep mastery, and the charming technique she performed, whatever grade of Fengyue Sect it was, was incredibly powerful!
"It seems little cultivator, you won't hold out much longer."
"Why not come back to the sect with me, sister?"
The demoness's voice was like a soul-entrancing spell, "Our Fengyue Sect has many fun things, and also a lot of your fellow disciples."
"Come and enjoy with us!"
"..." Wang Mu.
What's the matter?
Wang Mu looked at Su Yu in the distance.
This disciple of the Immortal Sect, why wasn't he making a move?
And why did he look so flushed…
Attack already!
The demoness was standing there without moving, why can't you do anything… just using words without action…
"Fengyue Sect…"
"I think the village chief mentioned it…"
Wang Mu pondered, picked up his arrow, notched it, ready to face danger at any moment…
In the distance.
Su Yu was enduring a kind of torment.
A voice in his heart was constantly calling out to him.
Calling him to go over.
There was his senior brother, his master, and some of the fellow disciples from Heavenly Sword Peak…
And a bevy of stunning beauties…
"Do not disturb my Taoist heart!"
Su Yu suddenly stabbed his shoulder with a flash of sword light, the tearing pain immediately made him more awake.
The spiritual power within him was blocked, and his scattered will made it difficult to smoothly mobilize his inner spiritual power…
"Indeed… I admire you men of the Sword Sect for your fortitude." The demoness giggled, "The more unwavering you are, the more I want to see you indulge yourselves, freeing your true nature…"
As her words fell, she extended her finger, twirling a wisp of dense fog, which transformed into a pink long silk, striking towards Su Yu.
Just as that long silk was about to wrap around Su Yu.
An arrow whistled through the air!
Aiming directly at the branch under Su Yu's feet!
Boom!
The branch was shot precisely, causing the already unstable Su Yu to fall from the tree, thus avoiding being trapped by the red long silk formed by the pink mist.
"Hmm?"
The demoness on Xuan Gu's back immediately looked towards Wang Mu's location, humming coquettishly, "Daring to shoot sneaky arrows at sister, come out and shoot me properly, young man."
"What skills are there in hitting someone from behind?"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Wang Mu didn't respond, sending several more arrows.
Fast as lightning!
"Such superb archery, turns out you're a mortal young man, quite remarkable, no wonder you could break Xuan Gu's defense."
The demoness watched the arrows approaching, merely smiled, and lightly flicked her sleeve to catch them.
She glanced.
"Don't come out!"
Su Yu, who had fallen under the tree, shouted loudly, "This is a demoness of Fengyue Sect, proficient in the charming and seductive demon arts. Hero, run quickly! Don't get involved!"
"Demoness, if you have the skills, come at me!"
"What's the point of bullying these first-rank mortals?"
Wang Mu thought, I could run away, yeah.
Seems like everything around is sealed off.
"Demon Art…"
"It doesn't seem to have any effect on me."
Wang Mu felt the figure on Xuan Gu looked indeed beautiful.
"Bullying?!" The demoness chuckled a few times, "I just want to recruit them into the sect, mortal young man, your archery is profound yet without a trace of spiritual power. I guess you don't have a spirit root?"
"Without a spirit root, hoping to join the Broken Sword Sect, they probably wouldn't accept you…"
"Well then, come with me, we at Fengyue Sect don't require spirit roots, even rootless mortals, we take them in!"
Upon hearing this.
Wang Mu was stunned.
Goodness, the philosophy of Fengyue Sect was a bit advanced.
Recruiting mortals too?
For others, this might be an immense temptation.
"Hero, don't listen to this demoness's nonsense. Those mortals they recruit into Fengyue Sect are just for their amusement, mere playthings. No mortals entering the Fengyue Sect for cultivation have ever come out alive!"
Su Yu struggled to keep his spirits up, his voice intermittent.
The demoness, however, smiled sweetly.
At this moment, Wang Mu stepped out, standing atop a large tree.
Seeing this, Su Yu immediately panicked, especially when he saw Wang Mu through his slightly blurred vision, panicking even more.
"Is it you?"
Su Yu was shocked.
Could that be Wang Mu?
He remembered clearly from the last time he came to Anle Village.
Elder Yan personally told them to keep an eye on him.
In terms of importance, this person was even weightier than the other children.
Thinking of something, Su Yu immediately shouted:
"Demoness, this is someone Elder Yan of my Sword Sect values. Dare you act rashly; have you considered what powerful presence you'll face?"
"Elder Yan?" The demoness was stunned for several seconds, then laughed, "Ah, well, if our Venerable Lord knows I brought back someone even Elder Yan values, wouldn't that be…"
Thinking of this, the demoness seemed to envision something wonderful.
She looked at Wang Mu, her eyes carrying a hint of fervor.
"?" Su Yu.
What's happening?
Elder Yan was a renowned Ascension Expert of the Huangtian Continent, even after failing the Crossing Tribulation, she remained one of the most powerful cultivators in the world…
Yet her reputation wasn't working?
Not only useless but counterproductive…
Moreover, the Sword Sect and Fengyue Sect had been at war for years, Elder Yan had captured countless demonesses, surely the most feared existence by Fengyue Sect…
How could this be…
"?" Wang Mu.
Wang Mu was also dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Yan Qingwu was considered among the world's top experts… why does it seem her reputation is not useful…
No suspicion, but those eyes, seemed to want to devour him…
Wang Mu instantly became extremely vigilant.
The next moment.
"Little brother, come over here!" The demoness let out a burst of coquettish laughter, staring at Wang Mu, the dense fog rolling.
"?" Wang Mu.
"Are you crazy, just because you tell me to come over, I should?" Wang Mu notched his arrow, a look of disbelief on his face as he aimed at her.
He thought this demoness was about to perform some spell?
"?" The demoness.
Her expression changed slightly.
What's going on, how was this young man completely unaffected by her charm?
The demoness looked at Wang Mu with uncertainty, then at the few children who had already come to her side.
And the flushed, somewhat mentally collapsed Su Yu not far away.
Nothing seemed wrong…
Could it be… exceptional talent?
"Since that's the case…"
The demoness's eyes suddenly contracted, in an instant, a mysterious Yin Yang pattern flew out from her eyes.
The pattern was incredibly wondrous, like countless little tadpole figures converging, depicting a series of alluring dynamic patterns, seemingly enough to ensnare a person's mind, easily controlled.
"Mysterious Yin Seductive God, Yin Yang Conquest Joy Technique!"
From a distance, Su Yu only glanced at it, and his already flushed cheeks turned instantly scarlet.
He had just turned thirty and hadn't yet found a Taoist couple, never having experienced the various forms on that pattern before.
"It's over, this is the disaster art of Fengyue Sect…"
In the last moment of his conscious descent, Su Yu recalled the rumors of his master being seduced into joining Fengyue Sect.
It was said to be due to this technique, losing themselves in it, then clamoring to discuss the Yin Yang Dao with the demoness of Fengyue Sect, gone without return…
This mere mortal…
The demoness looked rather complacent as she watched Wang Mu in the distance.
Though gifted, able to resist some charm, such Yin Yang secret arts are not something a mere mortal could resist.
She waited quietly…
However.
On the other side.
Wang Mu was instantly drawn to the emerging pattern, just…
"Is that all?"