Chapter 39: I Didn’t Believe People Could Defy Fate, Either

“Brother Gu, I hear you want to find me to settle a blood debt?”

The fox demon girl sat on the Buddha statue’s shoulder, her slender legs dangling, clad in black silk stockings and boots. She squinted her alluring eyes, staring at Gu Wanglan with a meaningful smile.

Instantly, alarm bells rang in Gu Wanglan’s mind.

This sinister and seductive aura was unmistakable. It was the infamous Pleasure Witch, notorious throughout the Western Region for many years!

Some said the Pleasure Witch was a voluptuous elf with an addiction to poison…

Others said she was an elusive fox demon girl who liked to catch naughty children who were out late at night…

Now that Gu Wanglan saw her in person, it was clear that the “fox妖 version” of the Pleasure Witch was the real one!

The elves of the Northwest Forest were known for their nobility and elegance since ancient times, and in no way did they fit the image of being addicted to poison.

And the fox clan , renowned for their ‘charm techniques’ since ancient times, fit the tone of the word 【Pleasure】 more by name!

“I think I’ve seen you in the Wuji Sect before…”

“You’re the legendary Pleasure Witch? So you’ve been hiding in the Wuji Sect all along?”

Gu Wanglan was cautious and spoke carefully like an enemy.

On the Buddha statue’s shoulder, the fox demon girl was momentarily stunned, then revealed a bright and cheerful smile: “Guess~”

“Wait! I think there’s been a misunderstanding!”

Gu Wanglan felt a chill on his back as she stared at him with her bewitching eyes.

He lowered his voice and racked his brains to get closer:

“I’m actually an informant for the Miyue Sect, and since ancient times, the Miyue Sect and the Witch’s Tea Party have had no grievances. Moreover, the saintess of our Miyue Sect is considered a member of your Witch’s Tea Party!”

He spoke kindly and tried to build a relationship, but his right hand secretly gripped the sword at his waist, ready to fight at any moment.

As Gu Wanglan’s voice faded, the main hall fell into a quiet silence again.

The fox demon girl tilted her head, yawned sleepily, and spoke in a lazy and melodious tone: “Are you done with your nonsense?”

“I’m waiting for my illusion to take effect, but what are you waiting for, dragging this out for so long?”

Her voice fell, and a playful, mocking smile appeared on her lips.

It was as if, at some point, the fox demon girl had completely given up the act. The illusionary kaleidoscope hidden deep in her peach blossom eyes shone undisguisedly.

At the same time, Gu Wanglan realized that his body suddenly couldn’t move!

“You—!”

He was even more anxious, his forehead dripping with sweat.

He thought that talking would buy him time, but instead, it helped the Pleasure Witch’s illusion!

If he had run directly, perhaps the latter’s illusion wouldn’t have had time to succeed.

“Damn it…”

Gu Wanglan’s forehead bulged with veins.

“Everything I do is at the behest of the Saintess!”

“If you kill me, the Saintess won’t let you go!”

“If you’re truly the Pleasure Witch of the Witch’s Tea Party, don’t you know the Life Witch?”

Gu Wanglan’s body was completely controlled. The only thing he could do now was to continue to build a relationship with the Pleasure Witch.

But the fox demon girl yawned, her expression unchanged, and walked towards him.

“Alright, alright, I know you’re Miss Liuli’s dog…”

“When you really die someday, please be sure to ask her to seek revenge from 【Pleasure】.”

She smiled mischievously and finally stopped in front of Gu Wanglan.

Facing the latter’s desperate expression, Jiang Jinyue raised her hand and unleashed a formation of illusions.

Although Gu Wanglan gritted his teeth and resisted, his consciousness ultimately succumbed to the witch’s illusion, and he hung his head in a daze.

Tap, tap, tap…

“Damn it…”

As a few drops of blood-tears fell to the ground, Jiang Jinyue finally closed her bewitching eyes in pain.

She leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, and rested beside the Buddha statue for a long time.

“Today, He Yimo exhausted me. You’re lucky I don’t have the energy!”

She clenched her silver teeth, speaking weakly.

After recovering slightly, Jiang Jinyue braced herself, opened her bloodshot eyes, and stood in front of the dazed Gu Wanglan.

“Moreover, I never said I would kill you, just correct your memories.”

“Alright, empty your mind, and let’s reimagine—how could an innocent junior sister be a deer thief?”

“The one who really rescued the Nine-Colored Deer.”

“Shouldn’t it be the prophesied young swordsman prodigy with a heroic dream and favored by destiny?”

“After all, is there anyone in this world who fits the persona of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress better than him?”

At the end, Jiang Jinyue smiled mysteriously.

After setting up the hypnotic illusion, she ignored the unconscious Gu Wanglan and looked up at the dawn scenery outside the mountain temple.

“Before, I didn’t believe it either…”

“But tonight, I found that there really seems to be such a person who can defy the heavens.”

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Achoo—!

Early morning, the sun had just risen.

Chen Jianxin, who had gotten up early to practice swordsmanship diligently, sneezed unexpectedly.

He looked back curiously, but the messy room behind him was still empty.

“That’s strange.”

“Brother Gu said he would come to practice swordsmanship with me this morning, but…”

“Where did Brother Gu rush off to so early in the morning?”

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Early morning, the sun was already high.

But on the mountainside of Ranmo Peak, the white-clothed teenager still refused to get up.

He Yimo was truly exhausted.

Since parting ways with Jiang Jinyue at four in the morning, he had returned to Ranmo Peak early and started climbing the mountain.

But with He Yimo’s Foundation Establishment physique, he could handle fighting the Breeding Worm with skill, but he couldn’t handle long-term aerobic exercise like mountain climbing.

But at four in the morning, in the dead of night, He Yimo didn’t want to call Mo Yuyan to fly him up on her sword.

So, he could only grit his teeth and climb the mountain with the little deer.

But until He Yimo was completely exhausted and lying flat, he suddenly realized that the little white deer behind him was full of energy and showed no signs of exhaustion—

“Wait, Wangxue, are you that fit?”

He Yimo raised his head and looked at the little deer in surprise.

“Meh!”

The little deer raised its face, quite proud.

Seeing it so energetic, He Yimo couldn’t help but smile and say, “As a good friend, how can you bear to watch me freeze to death on this mountainside, Wangxue?”

“Meh?”

“So, how about you let me ride you for the rest of the way!”

Speaking of this, He Yimo smiled, jumped up, and hugged the little deer.

Suddenly, the little deer was full of disgust, turning its face away proudly and shaking its head desperately, like the little princess of the northern snow country.

“Bad little sheep! Bad little sheep!”

He Yimo pointed his little finger and immediately became unhappy.

“We just went through life and death together in the mountain temple! How long has it been since you started to dislike your savior and the best friend in the world?”

He spoke righteously, and his exhausted body suddenly found new strength.

The more the Nine-Colored Deer disliked him, the more he clung to it. Even if he had to hold its leg and be a burden, He Yimo was determined to cling to this legendary Nine-Colored Deer today.

The person and deer, like a pair of happy rivals, made a scene on the mountainside of Ranmo Peak for a long time.

At some point, the little deer stopped pulling and raised its already blushing face, and the nine-colored glazed antlers also emitted powerful spiritual energy fluctuations—

【Don’t—】

【Don’t rub your face on me anymore!!!】

【I’ll carry you for a while!】

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