FVN Chapter 226 Then I'll just have to make do for a little while.
Chapter 226 Then I'll just have to make do for a little while.
Chapter 227 Then I'll have to make do (First Update)
"Is this an illusion?"
Jiang Mu frowned, staring at Ling Ye, who had suddenly become incredibly charming, even seductive to the bone.
He turned to look at the spot where he had been meditating not far away.
The real Ling Ye was still sitting there cross-legged.
But the situation is clearly not good.
The woman's face was slightly contorted, revealing a hint of pain.
Large beads of sweat rolled down her pale cheeks, down her neck, and soaked a large section of her shirt.
"Never mind, let's kill the illusion first."
Jiang Mu's eyes narrowed, and he drew the Blood Mad Blade from his waist. The blade emitted a bloodthirsty hum as he slashed down directly at the flamboyant "Flirtatious Ling Ye" phantom.
But the next moment.
The phantom suddenly shattered, turning into specks of pink light and disappearing.
Just as Jiang Mu was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
Ling Ye, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up straight like a puppet being pulled by invisible threads, and then slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
"Sister Ling?"
Jiang Mu stared at her in surprise, sensing that something was amiss.
The woman turned away from the beast, staring at Jiang Mu with a smile, her originally aloof and indifferent beautiful eyes revealing charm and affection.
With a glance, springtime passion surged, captivating and enchanting.
"Little Jiang————"
Ling Ye parted her lips slightly, her voice soft and sweet, "Sister—————— It's so hot————"
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat.
Finish the calf!
This is not a simple external illusion attack at all.
Rather, it was the test of this Buddhist treasure that directly triggered the manifestation of Ling Ye's inner demons, which altered her mind and possessed her body.
"Little Jiang, please help your sister, okay? —"
While panting, Ling Ye raised her soft, boneless hands.
Under Jiang Mu's dumbfounded gaze, she hooked the tie on her clothes and gently tugged at it.
The black outfit instantly came undone.
Her bare shoulders were partially exposed.
The front of her dress, which stood out from the rest of the women, was thus revealed.
Gudong.
Jiang Mu couldn't help but swallow.
To be honest, Ling Ye was usually very gentle with him.
But most of them always maintain a cold and aloof demeanor, like a mature woman who keeps strangers at bay.
Now, this sudden display of such a starkly different alluring demeanor has a dual impact on both the visual and psychological senses, more potent than any super-potent tonic.
Jiang Mu's body couldn't help but feel a little hot and agitated.
But he was a seasoned veteran, and he quickly bit his tongue to force himself to wake up.
Jiang Mu gripped the knife hilt tightly, her palms sweating profusely.
Now he really didn't know where to begin.
He was ruthless in cutting down phantoms, but the one acting lewdly now was Ling Ye's true form.
If that knife were to actually strike, wouldn't Sister Ling perish on the spot?
"Sister Ling, can you hear me? Wake up!"
As Jiang Mu retreated, she tried to loudly rouse the other person's senses.
"Giggle giggle————"
Ling Ye let out a string of silvery laughter, her long legs moving with alluring cat-like steps, pressing closer and closer.
"Of course I can hear you, my dear brother. And—"
She moved like a ghost and snuggled right into Jiang Mu's arms.
A delicate hand gently caressed the man's firm chest through his clothes, its fingertips tracing circles over his beating heart.
"Moreover, my sister can hear it clearly—"
Little Jiang, what's that voice you're longing for in your heart?
As she spoke, her supple arms, as supple as a water snake, naturally climbed up Jiang Mu's neck, and she stood on tiptoe.
She pouted her luscious red lips slightly, closed her eyes, and leaned in for a kiss.
Jiang Mu felt a chill run down her spine.
He instinctively turned his head away, narrowly avoiding the kiss.
Although he did have a good impression of this aloof and beautiful envoy, and often fantasized about her in his heart.
But to take advantage of someone in a state of mental instability, or even when they are controlled by inner demons—
Then what kind of person is Master Jiang?
Unless she, like Shui Miaozheng before her, is poisoned by some incurable poison that will kill her if left untreated, and desperately needs him to use the method of discussing the Dao to remove the poison and save her life.
Out of humanitarian spirit, he might be willing to make a sacrifice.
The kiss missed; her soft, warm red lips only brushed against the man's cheek.
A resentful look appeared on Ling Ye's charming face.
She stuck out her pink tongue, which was slightly protruding, and deliberately licked it lightly across Jiang Mu's jawline: "What? Little Jiang, are you disgusted with your older sister?"
"Or is it that... Xiao Jiang dislikes me?"
As she spoke, her small hand, which was placed on Jiang Mu's chest, traced down the contours of his abdominal muscles.
Jiang Mu bared his teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead.
Although Ling Ye's overall figure is not as mature and voluptuous as Shui Miaozheng's, she still exudes charm.
However, some of her hardware configurations are too exaggerated and domineering.
Jiang Mu could only try to stay conscious.
If he hadn't personally been taught by Ling Ye to cultivate the "Frosty Moon Ice Heart Technique," he probably would have lost all reason and turned into a beast by now.
and many more!
"The Cold Moon Ice Heart Manual"?
A sudden inspiration struck Jiang Mu, as if she had grasped a lifeline.
Yup!
Sister Ling herself is an expert who has practiced this technique for many years. Logically speaking, her state of mind should be more stable than anyone else's.
How could I be so easily controlled by a mere inner demon and become like this?
The only explanation is—
The illusionary trial brought by the [Lotus Relic] was so powerful that Ling Ye's resistance was greatly weakened in this special field.
They were completely unable to use their internal cultivation techniques to resist the invasion of their inner demons.
"Give it a shot!"
Jiang Mu's mind raced, and she made a decision without hesitation.
He resisted the temptation of the fragrant, soft body in his arms, raised his left hand, and placed it on Ling Ye's chest.
Jiang Mu tried her best to stay focused.
He infused the woman's body with his own stellar energy, while simultaneously circulating the cultivation path of the "Cold Moon Ice Heart Technique".
"Om one"
As the spiritual energy within the two began to merge under the resonance of the "Cold Moon Ice Heart Technique," a chilling, icy aura, as clear as the cold moon, permeated Ling Ye's entire body.
It really works!
Under the powerful suppression of the Ice Heart Technique, the alluring charm on Ling Ye's originally flushed face was gradually fading.
Although the woman was still clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum, her fervor had clearly diminished considerably.
As the desires within her body, forcibly catalyzed by her inner demons, were completely frozen and suppressed, Ling Ye's tense body suddenly went limp.
Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted in Jiang Mu's arms.
"Phew—finally done."
Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
It felt like we had just finished a tough battle.
Just then, the [Lotus Relic] floating in the air released a soft white light, enveloping the unconscious Ling Ye.
Guided by the Buddha's light, Ling Ye's body seemed to lose gravity, automatically detaching from Jiang Mu's embrace and gently landing back in the same spot.
Instinctively, I sat cross-legged again, closing my eyes tightly.
At this moment, although her expression had returned to its usual cold and aloof state, her black outfit was already loose and baggy from her earlier outburst.
This aloof demeanor, coupled with his half-undressed appearance, is striking.
Its destructive power is several times stronger than that of the flirtatious Ling Ye who had just thrown himself into her arms.
Jiang Mu forcibly moved Zi Guang away, silently recited "form is emptiness" three times in her heart, and then suppressed the thoughts in her heart.
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward again, ready to help the inspector retie his clothes.
After all, this state of being is not good.
However, at this moment—
Not far away, another golden Buddha statue, which was originally solemn and dignified, suddenly began to distort.
Immediately afterwards, it transformed into Ling Ye's appearance.
However, unlike the flamboyant Ling Ye whose face was full of "desire" just now, this newly appeared phantom was surrounded by a strong murderous aura, looking like a demon god.
The next second, the phantom vanished.
"Holy crap, not again?!"
Jiang Mu was startled.
Sure enough, Ling Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot.
It exuded a chilling aura and a murderous intent.
Ling Ye stared coldly at Jiang Mu, whose hands were on his clothes, his eyes filled with anger: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Mu held her hand up in mid-air, looking embarrassed: "Uh—that, Sister Ling, I was tying your clothes up, they just came undone—"
"presumptuous!!"
Without giving Jiang Mu any chance to argue, Ling Ye, in a state of extreme rage, let out a fierce roar and unleashed a powerful palm strike with his right hand.
"Bang!"
Caught off guard, Jiang Mu was sent flying backward.
His back slammed heavily against the stone wall, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Cough cough—cough—"
Jiang Mu clutched her chest, wincing in pain.
I felt as if my internal organs had shifted under that domineering palm strike.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and stared speechlessly at the woman who stood up, exuding a murderous aura like a female killing god.
"No way, lady, are you crazy? I was just trying to help you straighten your clothes, and you hit me so hard?!"
"Buzz"
With a crisp sword sound, a longsword radiating a chilling, eerie light appeared in Ling Ye's hand.
She pointed her sword at Jiang Mu, her eyes blazing with fury: "Despicable! Shameless! Vulgar!"
"You filthy, dissolute brat, do you really think I don't know what despicable things you were doing just now?!"
You deserve to die!
Jiang Mu: "???"
What the hell is going on here?
Seeing the woman approaching with a murderous aura, sword in hand, Jiang Mu quickly picked up the Blood Mad Blade that had fallen to the ground. As she assumed a defensive stance, she anxiously shouted, "Sister Ling, calm down! It's me, it's Xiao Jiang! Are you being controlled by your inner demons again?"
However, the woman, whose reason had been consumed by rage, was completely deaf to any of the words.
"die!"
Ling Ye roared, and his long sword transformed into a sharp streak, slashing down towards Jiang Mu's head and face.
Every move was ruthless, a deadly strike that left no room for mercy.
Rage level is off the charts.
Ling Ye's cultivation level was originally higher than Jiang Mu's.
However, perhaps because his mind was restrained in this illusion and he was affected by his inner demons, his strength was greatly diminished, and he did not achieve absolute suppression.
But that fierceness still made Jiang Mu feel immense pressure.
Jiang Mu was forced to constantly dodge and maneuver.
He tried several times to awaken the other party using the [Frosty Moon Ice Heart Technique] or words, but the other party was not swayed by these tactics and instead became more and more frenzied as the fight progressed.
Seeing the woman's anger growing stronger and her swordplay becoming increasingly ferocious, Jiang Mu gritted her teeth and said, "Forgive me, Sister Ling!"
He directly summoned the image of the Fire God and simultaneously activated the [Vajra Wrathful Eyes] supernatural power.
Berserk state possessed.
In an instant, Jiang Mu felt his muscles bulge and his strength double.
"Give me the town!"
Jiang Mu formed a hand seal with his left hand, and a dark phantom of the [Ghost King Seal] crashed down, forcefully slowing down Ling Ye's fierce sword momentum.
Immediately, he gripped the knife hilt tightly with his right hand.
Within his dantian, the [Tai Su Tian Gang Blood River True] surged wildly into the Blood Mad Blade like a flood bursting its banks.
"Whoosh!"
Taking advantage of the moment when Ling Ye paused slightly, Jiang Mu's hand flashed with golden light.
The "Cage of the Trapped Gods" descended out of nowhere.
Then they detained the rampaging woman.
Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Mu exerted force from his waist and back, and his long sword flashed out in mid-air, creating a perfect crescent moon.
"Sky-Shattering Slash!"
The crimson blade energy, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, slammed fiercely into the [Binding God Cage].
The violent impact penetrated the body like a blow from a mountain.
"boom!"
Even though Ling Ye tried to block with his sword, it was all in vain under Jiang Mu's violent onslaught.
She was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing into a stone wall in the distance, spitting out a mouthful of blood, before slumping limply to the ground and losing consciousness.
"call----"
Jiang Mu gasped for breath, leaning on his long sword, and looked at the woman lying on the ground, feeling a wave of fear wash over him.
This woman can be deadly when she goes crazy.
However, before he could go forward to check on the injury, the [Lotus Relic] floating in mid-air once again diligently lit up with white light.
Bathed in light.
The unconscious Ling Ye once again floated back to the original spot like a puppet on a string, and sat down cross-legged.
As Jiang Mu had predicted, things then unfolded exactly as Jiang Mu had expected.
Another golden Buddha phantom appeared, twisting and transforming into Ling Ye's likeness. It then vanished, merging into her true form.
Ling Ye slowly stood up.
She didn't act irritably like before, nor did she go berserk and start slashing people with her sword like she did just now.
She simply raised her jade-white chin slightly, her hands clasped behind her back.
His narrow, upturned phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked down at Jiang Mu with a disdainful gaze, as if looking at a bedbug crawling out of a ditch.
"Boy, do you think you, such lowly scum, are worthy to take advantage of me here?"
The woman's cold demeanor is aloof and superior.
It exudes an arrogance and contempt that emanates from its very core.
Jiang Mu's lips twitched slightly.
He finally realized what was happening.
Lust, rage, pride —
Ling Ye is currently being possessed by different inner demons in turn, causing his personality to shift towards extremes.
The real "Seven Deadly Sins"!
But aren't the Seven Deadly Sins the same rules that the monk Kuhai used to select his murder targets in Huzhou City?
Why would it appear in this Buddhist holy site?
Just as Jiang Mu was pondering, the arrogant Ling Ye, who was high and mighty, snorted coldly, raised his fair and jade-like hand, and stretched his five fingers out in the direction of the man.
"not good!"
Jiang Mu instinctively wanted to use [Shadow Teleport] to dodge.
However, the moment he had that thought, he was horrified to discover that the space around him was being held back by an invisible adhesive force.
The teleportation ability is completely ineffective here.
"What's going on?!"
Jiang Mu was very surprised.
Is it because this place is within an illusionary barrier that spatial skills like teleportation have been forcibly banned?
Before he could figure it out, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Jiang Mu was like a weightless leaf, forcibly pulled by the suction force towards Ling Ye, and drifted away.
He stopped less than a meter away from the woman.
With both feet off the ground, he was suspended in mid-air, unable to move.
It was shaped like the Chinese character "大" (big), and he discovered that the cultivation fluctuations emanating from Ling Ye at this moment were several times higher than when he was in a rage.
It was clear that the woman's cultivation had returned to the eighth realm.
"Sister Ling—cough cough—let's talk this out, calm down."
Jiang Mu's face turned bright red as she held back her anger.
"elder sister?"
Upon hearing this address, the arrogant Ling Ye's lips curled into a mocking and disgusted sneer: "What? Do you think you have a handsome face and some ability to bewitch women?"
Are all the women in the world going to cry and beg to throw themselves into your arms?
"Ha—you slut like you, you dare call me 'Sister Ling'?"
Jiang Mu's eyes rolled back as she was being strangled.
He gasped for breath, asking haltingly, "Then—then if I don't call you 'sister,' what—what should I call you?"
Call me—Master!
Ling Ye's gaze sharpened, and he rebuked, enunciating each word clearly.
What is that?
Owner?
Jiang Mu was starting to lose her composure.
Damn it, if I had known the plot would develop this way, I shouldn't have sent that flirtatious "Ling Ye" away so quickly.
At least they only wanted to rob someone of their virtue and take advantage of them.
This arrogant Ling Ye in front of him is going straight for destroying his dignity and turning him into a slave!
Who can withstand this?
Right now, Jiang Mu really doesn't know how to break this deadlock.
They couldn't win a fight, and they couldn't run away.
He could only grit his teeth and try to use his silver tongue to continue his emotional appeal: "Sister Ling—can you please wake up? The way you are right now is really a bit scary."
Forget about being the master; we're friends after all.
If you really feel that I'm taking advantage of you by calling you "sister," then fine, I can call you "grandma" too.
"You don't deserve to be called a human being!"
The look of disgust in Ling Ye's eyes intensified, and he flipped his wrist downwards.
He threw Jiang Mu to the ground from a distance.
"Hmm!"
Jiang Mu was thrown around and felt completely disoriented.
next moment.
A delicate foot, bare of shoes and socks, stomped heavily on his heaving chest.
Ling Ye looked down at the man from her high vantage point.
Her cold, beautiful face carried a hint of cruelty and condescension: "You only deserve to be a dog. Even if you're not a dog, you're just a filthy servant."
"You're not allowed to call me 'Sister Ling'!"
Even a clay figure has a bit of temper, let alone Master Jiang, who has always had "arrogance" etched into his bones.
Jiang Mu was furious at being trampled underfoot by a woman.
He summoned his Dharma form, but it was still suppressed. His attempt to release the God-Trapping Cage also failed.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even struggle.
In the end, Jiang Mu gave up.
"Arrogant Lingye" seemed to derive great satisfaction from Jiang Mu's angry yet helpless appearance.
The foot that was stepping on Jiang Mu's chest even deliberately ground it down.
"Hurry up, call me 'Master'!"
The woman leaned down slightly, her aloof phoenix eyes flashing with a playful light, her tone casual and provocative.
Jiang Mu gritted her teeth, her head throbbing with pain.
How do I break free from this damned demon of "arrogance"?
Must we trample her underfoot and break her arrogant spirit?
The problem is, it's impossible.
This woman's cultivation level is now a complete and overwhelming force, akin to a dimensional reduction attack.
Or, go along with her wishes and let her arrogant emotions be completely released and satisfied?
But what is the price of this release?
Does he really expect Jiang Mu, a dignified seven-foot-tall man, to kneel on the ground and bark like a dog? And even call her "master"?
Screw you!
Even if this crazy woman were to cleave him in two with a single sword strike today, Jiang Mu would never do something so humiliating that would trample on his dignity.
I would never do that, even if you killed me!
Just as Jiang Mu was cursing in his heart, the woman let out a sneer.
She withdrew her foot from Jiang Mu's chest.
Followed by.
The small, delicate foot, devoid of shoes and socks and resembling a jade carving, was stretched out in front of Jiang Mu.
Beautiful arches.
Her toes were round and smooth like pink pearls.
"Servants should be aware of what it means to be a servant."
"Arrogant Lingye" lightly patted Jiang Mu's cheek with his foot.
The action was extremely insulting.
Immediately, the woman's smile became mocking and arrogant, and she said in a tone of condescension, as if she were giving alms to a beggar, "Since you like calling me Sister Ling so much, then I'll be in a good mood today and mercifully give you a chance."
"As long as you lick it obediently now—"
"I'll grant your permission; you can continue to call me Sister Ling from now on."
"otherwise----"
She curled her toes slightly and lightly brushed against the man's handsome face, her voice suddenly turning icy cold, "I guarantee I'll turn you into a complete cripple!"
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Faced with the woman's threats and humiliation, Jiang Mu was stunned.
If it's this kind of humiliation—
It's not that it's unacceptable.
Fine, if I'm not going to hell, then who will?
Then I'll just have to make do with it.
[Author's Note: I went looking for some inspiration, but nothing came up. This means I don't have time to write the second update. I'll make it up tomorrow. Sorry. Wine and women really do have a lot of negative consequences.]