Yang Kai pursed his lips, quietly observing the changes on Shan Qingluo's side, his heart filled with vigilance.
From her few words, it wasn't hard for Yang Kai to deduce that this was a critical moment for her, and equally, for himself.
She had dragged him here as a precaution. If she couldn't resist the temptation during her cultivation breakthrough, she would definitely drain him. The outcome... even using his toes to think, he knew it wouldn't be good. Otherwise, why else would she instruct him so seriously?
Yang Kai's face was grim as he considered his options.
Suddenly, a hazy radiance blazed brightly within the cave. Looking up, he saw true yuan surging within Shan Qingluo's delicate body. Visible streams of energy erupted from her vital acupoints all over. When these streams of true yuan met the air, they seemed to undergo some remarkable transformation, turning into strands of crystalline, snow-white silk.
These silk threads, numbering in the thousands and tens of thousands, hung down around Shan Qingluo's body, enveloping her completely.
As time passed, the threads grew more numerous, becoming increasingly dense.
Yang Kai watched, his brow twitching.
These threads... they looked very much like spider silk, yet also like silkworm thread. Each strand was full of elasticity and resilience, brimming with surging energy.
In just half an hour's time, Shan Qingluo's entire form was wrapped within these threads. Her bewitchingly beautiful face vanished from sight, and her graceful figure disappeared into the mass of silk.
All Yang Kai could see was a pristine white ellipse, resembling a silkworm cocoon.
It also looked somewhat like a tent, shrouding Shan Qingluo within. Her exquisite silhouette was reflected on one side of this elliptical cocoon, hazy and indistinct, impossible to see clearly.
A faint, elusive fragrance slowly permeated the cave. Breathing in the scent, Yang Kai's heartbeat gradually quickened, his blood began to simmer, and his breathing grew heavier.
This body fragrance emanating from Shan Qingluo was, in fact, the purest form of aphrodisiac!
Sensing danger, he quickly circulated his True Yang Technique, guarding his mind and heart.
The more he resisted, the harder it became.
Just as he was struggling immensely, pained groans and murmurs actually came from Shan Qingluo's direction.
The sounds reached his ears, and Yang Kai's eyes instantly glazed over, becoming blank and vacant.
The surrounding scene shifted. The dim cave vanished, the flickering firelight disappeared. The crystalline white cocoon before him and the Shan Qingluo inside it were both gone without a trace.
His location had suddenly transformed into a room filled with fragrance, where flower petals drifted through the air. Beneath his feet, a luxurious, vivid red carpet covered the ground.
Soft giggles sounded beside his ears. Looking around, he saw more than a dozen young, alluring maidens surrounding him. These maidens wore only thin gauze covering their most vital parts, their tender and exquisite figures half-revealed, half-concealed.
The sound of seductive music filled the air. The dozen maidens all smiled sweetly at Yang Kai, circling him with song and dance.
These young maidens varied in build—some slender, some fuller—but every one of them was exquisitely beautiful, pure and flawless. They were either shy and innocent, bold and fiery, charming and alluring, or elegant and serene...
As they danced gracefully around Yang Kai, they gazed at him with tender, affectionate looks, instinctively trying to please him, displaying their most captivating sides. Soft moans escaped their lips, their red mouths moving as they radiated infinite desire.
Yang Kai's breathing suddenly became ragged!
This decadent, obscene vision seemed capable of dredging up the deepest desires hidden within a person's heart, turning them into a beast devoid of reason.
A low growl escaped his throat. Yang Kai disregarded everything else, grabbing one of the maidens beside him. Amidst her shrieks and cries, he tackled her to the ground.
The maiden's beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she endured the pain, yet still gazed at Yang Kai with tender affection. Murmurs of pleasure flowed from her mouth, and she wrapped her soft, delicate arms around his neck.
Yang Kai grinned at her, a struggle evident in his expression. Then he threw a punch straight at her head.
With that single punch, all dozen maidens surrounding him vanished.
Instantly, Yang Kai's clothes were soaked through with cold sweat. A chill ran through his heart.
This kind of beautiful, enchanting illusion was truly a severe test of one's willpower. Fortunately, although Yang Kai had been affected, he had managed to regain clarity for a split second at the critical moment.
He thought he had broken the illusion, but when he stood up again, he realized the scene hadn't changed at all. The dozen maidens were gone, but a fragrant bed with draped curtains had appeared in the middle of the great hall.
On the bed, a voluptuous woman lay lazily on her side, one hand propping up her head, smiling sweetly in his direction.
Through the hazy curtains, Yang Kai saw that she seemed to be wearing nothing but a gossamer-thin silk garment.
Soft giggles drifted over from that direction. The woman on the fragrant bed beckoned gently at Yang Kai. Each murmur carried infinite magic, pulling his just-recovered mind back into the mire.
His eyes bloodshot, his breath heavy, Yang Kai walked to the bed and roughly tore aside the pink curtain.
What met his gaze was Shan Qingluo herself, lying languidly on that fragrant bed. This bewitching woman had a voluptuous figure. Her skin was crystalline and translucent, snow-white and flawless. Her curves were exquisite, her full hips raised high, with half of her dark green hair draped over them, outlining that perfect silhouette and making one's blood boil.
She chuckled softly and slowly sat up. Her eyes were filled with a myriad of affections as she pulled Yang Kai onto the bed, gently laying him down.
Yang Kai offered no resistance, allowing her to have her way.
Shan Qingluo's eyes brimming with tender passion, she straddled Yang Kai, slowly undressing him. A blush bloomed across her cheeks, like drunken clouds, seeming both shy and eager at once.