Chapter 2417 - 1408: Queen’s Enchantment (Part 2)
In the Cultivation World, there are so many talented women, none of whom moved his heart. What makes a demoness worthy?
There are indeed sects in the cultivation world specializing in cultivating Bewitching Techniques, mostly led by women. These women cultivate by ensnaring some less powerful yet handsome men as male companions, using them for cultivation.
She wants to use this cultivation method to enhance her abilities.
This cultivation method benefits women, not men.
It’s like men who want a cauldron—in such cases, the stronger man uses women to cultivate, and only the man gets stronger, not the woman. This constitutes a special and perverse method, usually becoming an Evil Technique.
It is a cultivation method banned by the Righteous Sect.
"Handsome men, hello! Can you stop for a moment and chat with us? A guest from afar, please gather and enjoy the beauty and dances here?"
The Queen emerged only exuding a bewitching charm, yet hadn’t made a move. Her presence indeed attracted some men’s attention, especially those captives, who became infatuated with her.
The Queen’s words left Su Chang’an’s troop silent; they remained fighting without pause.
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Su Chang’an didn’t utter a word, feeling disgusted, not even sparing a glance at the Queen.
His subordinates, of course, ignored her, nor did they show mercy.
The women wouldn’t hold back—they detested such women the most, so why would they show mercy now?
They kept fighting.
The Queen spoke, but the ministers wanted to stop; the soldiers wanted to stop. Yet, how could they stop?
If they stopped, they’d be captured. If they tried to stop, they’d be defeated, surrounded. The people in their castle would be besieged.
It’s not a matter of not obeying the Queen; they are in battle, compelled to fight continuously without stopping. They cannot stop; bodies act independently, minds absent.
Bodies don’t heed commands, don’t listen anymore.
The captives lack willpower, mechanically follow orders, but they’re controlled, incapable of action.
Su Chang’an is even less inclined to listen to the obnoxious woman speak. They came here not to be enchanted or listen to prattle; they came to experience divine tribulation.
Initially disgusted, they wish for a swift battle, a quick end to complete this task.
To eliminate the Human Demons in the castle, to free the captives.
Transform the castle and that ship into residences for free captives.
Su Chang’an isn’t benevolent enough to come here just for the captives; it’s merely in passing.
Perhaps, completing this task means embarking on the next journey outside.
It’s daytime now, and after day’s work, there’s night work.
Su Chang’an didn’t respond, remained silent, yet the Queen poised herself.
The Queen, disheartened, changed her expression, twisting her body’s posture, gradually moving forward, step by step, walking each step like transitioning into another phase.
In her steps, her voice emanates an intoxicating sound.
Though silent, this already reflects a stance, alluring. Staring into her eyes leads one to be mystified by her gaze.
This is also a cultivation technique, a banshee’s cultivation technique.
The Queen doesn’t use a weapon; her every move, gesture, and stance.
Though they are close, her approach seems like climbing celestial stairs, an evidently short distance turns labyrinthine.
It feels like an illusion, an unimaginable illusion.
Possibly the formation within the castle creating this effect.
Or maybe, given such proximity, how did the Queen take so long to approach? Her actions are not mere walking; it’s a method to captivate, allure with each move.
Also enchanted by her stance, unable to move, unable to walk, stopping the battle.
The Queen desires this, but unfortunately, she encounters not ordinary cultivators.
Far stronger than any cultivator she met before, possessing powers surpassing the Queen.
Even endowed with banshee powers, incapable of bewitching the men here, unable to control the women.
The Queen noticed that after a quarter-hour, these people were still fighting; her subordinates would lose, be captured.
She suspected not they were mere captives; perhaps these people came to obliterate the Human Demons here.
The banshee seized a hairpin from atop her head; beyond the crown, this pin serves as a Magical Treasure for spells.
The pin swirled different colors, different whirlwinds aiming for the cultivators.
Individual whirlwinds enveloped each cultivator, initially aiming to eliminate the women, make men male companions.
Now the Queen was furious, wanting to teach these male companions a lesson, otherwise how will they obey?
Disobedience demands discipline, letting them know obedience is paramount.
The Queen was never ignored by cultivators before; perhaps earlier she hadn’t faced the most powerful cultivators.
Perhaps past cultvators were unprincipled, or had weak willpower, easily attracted, easily bewildered.
Such weak-willed individuals typically exhibit flaws, either greed or human sinister.
Making them susceptible to being bewitched, a bewitchment dragging them into the Illusion Realm, a self-designed illusion making escape impossible.
Su Chang’an with over 100 cultivators entered this enchanted Magical Treasure, the most heavily adorned entrance to their castle, also the strongest batch.
The Queen sought to use the pin to confine them, keeping them entangled, unable to escape.
Not only barred from leaving but also harmed by the whirlwinds inside.
The whirlwinds akin to tornados, a formidable powerful counterwind, without ability, it’s impossible to withstand.
The Queen usually wouldn’t act against ordinary people, but once a person is harmed by the pin’s whirlwinds, they’d be shredded into pulp.
Yet they faced not ordinary people, but the strongest cultivators, their abilities among the strongest in the Cultivation World.
Below the Divine Level are the Great Powers, beneath Great Powers is the Spirit Mansion; among this group, the lowest capability reaches the Nascent Soul Stage, Ocean Wheel.
The strongest, Su Chang’an, already reached Spirit Mansion, although unable yet to tear the void, against the Queen’s Magical Treasure, entirely harmless to Su Chang’an.
Jiang Tang and his wives watched the show, observing their sworn brother’s disregard of beauty, merely smiled, without criticism.
Handsome Su Chang’an, would he be easily harmed by feminine allure?
Never mind the Human Demons, they’re unworthy to even carry his shoes.
Jiang Tang wasn’t vexed by such demonic actions, for everyone’s cultivation path relies on themselves. Did their heart succumb to external corruption?
It necessitates their own determination, tempered through time.
Some may be innocent, but upon entering the Martial World, even innocent folks mature, no longer babies protected by elders.
They adventured individually or in large groups, anticipating varied traps.
Feminine allure as a trap is merely one, a life experience for many.
Tribulation involves not only battles but also mental trials.
They gain realizations in life, changing their mindset through growth, reducing susceptibility to setbacks, rendering them resilient against challenges without being easily defeated.