Chapter 2416 - 1408
Su Chang’an and their team didn’t need their Spiritual Pets to act; they could make these puppets retreat with their swords alone.
Later, those Human Demon female soldiers joined, but their joining was no better than using a beauty trap.
Su Chang’an and these men, who weren’t gentle with women, made it hard for them to defend themselves.
The women within showed no mercy either.
Women are usually soft-hearted, but the reason they did not hold back was more out of pity for the men being used as tools, seeing their vacant expressions, they pitied them for surely being charmed into captivity by the Human Demons.
Living in misery, their bodies wouldn’t last long, and their physical deficiencies wouldn’t let them live many more years.
Their resentment toward the Human Demons was vented on these Human Demons.
As for those tools, they didn’t have the heart to kill them; instead, they could rescue them, letting them lead a different life.
These people, upon being rescued, could have different lives.
Once free from the Human Demons’ control, they could live a little longer, gain freedom, and leave this Magical Treasure.
The women thought so at the moment, but whether they could leave the Hell Palace depended on the Saint Master.
"Bastards, how useless!"
The Queen, seeing her subordinates continually retreating, felt she had to act herself.
She appeared with her most beautiful face and graceful posture, thinking her subordinates weren’t beautiful or noble enough, thus being overlooked.
The Queen was confident because she was supreme in this castle.
No one disobeyed her, and though the number of people recognizing her authority had dwindled, her status remained the highest.
Being the highest in status, naturally, it was her; her abilities were the greatest, surpassing those of the soldiers, generals, or ministers. No woman compared to her.
As a Queen, of course, she had male consorts, more than one, and now, seeing so many handsome men, she wanted more male consorts.
To her, the most noble Su Chang’an shone with golden light, being the most prestigious, the most deserving.
Regarding others, every man was handsome, and every woman was an obstacle to winning her beloved.
She aimed to deal with those women, to make those men her consorts.
Handsome, capable men made the Queen drool; if not for maintaining her image in front of subordinates, she would have rushed over.
The Queen’s greatest skill was the Charming Skill; the cultivation techniques of their women had always relied on their abilities and deceit to lure so many disciples, boys, and male consorts into the castle.
Whether using deceit or personal charm, her subordinates were top-notch, much more skilled than those Martial World tricksters.
Moreover, most of them were women; utilizing a woman’s frail guise gained more trust, who could have imagined?
Frailer women would be more deceptive, more likely to trap people, waiting for them might be hell.
Eternally dark, with no freedom, unable to return home, even if they survived later, they couldn’t go back.
They joined the sect for family prestige, hoping to learn skills to bring prestige back to their family.
Little did they know they entered deceit and could never return, becoming a missing person.
They became someone their family forever missed, family worries only existed in memories.
Those fortunate captives who survived had their intellect dulled by drugs, appearing so dazed, incapable of thought, yet still capable of following orders and doing daily tasks systematically.
The latest who were controlled were those puppets, due to both their physical depletion and being merely commanded tools.
Like the walking dead, devoid of thought, slow to improve in ability, their physical deficiencies left them weak, with hardly any combat strength.
Those female soldiers, those ministers and generals, were also under control, always resisting the cultivators’ Magic Swords.
The top ten swordsmanship sects were not using ordinary swordsmanship; each person’s Magical Treasure was formidable enough to battle thousands.
Su Chang’an and his team had already noticed the unique traits of the Human Demons; their cultivation technique appeared similar to the Banshee Technique.
Were they using a Banshee’s method to tempt these men?
This approach was enticing to men but not as harmful to women, although the men’s abilities were slightly better trained than the women’s.
Because the men were attracted by the women’s charm, their actions were sluggish, making men’s and women’s combat power nearly equal.
The hundred or so of them faced thousands, a battalion of soldiers and the Queen’s generals, along with a group of captives.
If not for these cultivators having Spiritual Pets, it wouldn’t have been easy to subdue these people.
Su Chang’an saw the Queen, indeed stronger than those subordinate’s combat power; her demon art was even stronger.
Su Chang’an was a rather ascetic person; the Queen’s demon art didn’t attract him.
Instead, he felt disgusted, wondering what this Banshee was up to.
Su Chang’an, feeling disgusted, thought to himself: "As the heir, dashing and graceful, what kind of woman haven’t I met? Could a dirty Banshee like you dream of such things? And think of male consorts? Dream on!"
Su Chang’an had never been disgusted like this before; for a man pursued by so many, no woman’s actions moved him before.