A beautiful figure dressed in a light cyan plain skirt descended from the sky, slowly landing on the high platform. Placing a white ancient zither in front of her, she slowly sat down.
Her face was obscured by a translucent veil, making it impossible to see her true appearance. However, judging from her smooth, fair neck, one could tell that this woman's beauty was absolutely extraordinary.
A pair of charming eyes swept across the room. As if possessing some sort of magic, they instantly captivated everyone present, giving them the feeling that their very souls were being snatched away.
Fairy! Fairy!
The Fairy has finally arrived! We can finally hear the Fairy's celestial music!
A whole month! I've waited a whole month, and I've finally waited until the Fairy's arrival!
The people in the hall below roared as if they had fallen into madness, their eyes bloodshot and completely red.
You have waited a long time, everyone. This humble girl apologizes to you all.
A soft and sweet voice drifted from beneath the veil, piercing straight into everyone's ears. It felt as if something was tickling their hearts—an itch they wanted to scratch but couldn't reach.
It doesn't matter, Sister Fairy! We are willing to wait!
Let alone a month, even if it's a year, or ten years, I'd still be willing to wait!
The crowd below erupted into roars once more. Their crazed demeanor made it seem as though they were ready to sacrifice their lives for the Fairy at any moment.
Watching this scene, Mo Tianxiao secretly smacked his lips.
Was there a need to be this exaggerated? Listening to a tune was made out to be even more fanatic than chasing after a celebrity.
Fairy Zi is still as popular as ever.
A trace of joy flashed across the face of Ning Yu, who sat opposite him. However, he immediately shook his head and revealed a look of worry. He didn't show the crazed excitement like the ordinary people around him; or rather, he suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Seeing how calm you are facing Fairy Zi, you must also be a cultivator, right?
Ning Yu suddenly spoke to Mo Tianxiao. He noticed the other party's calm demeanor and deduced that he was a fellow cultivator.
However, he could not see through Mo Tianxiao's cultivation level.
Thus, there were only two possibilities. One was that the other party's cultivation was higher than his, so it was normal that he couldn't see it. The other was that the other party had practiced a spell technique that could conceal their aura.
You could say that. Mo Tianxiao voiced a reply.
Is there some sort of story behind this Fairy Zi?
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's inquiry, Ning Yu slowly spoke, A year ago, Fairy Zi appeared out of thin air in Xiaoning City. She played a tune here in the Yichun Pavilion; the zither music was moving, and her fame skyrocketed.
So she made an agreement with the Yichun Pavilion to come and play once a month. She charges three spirit stones per person to listen to the first tune. Afterwards, someone needs to bid one hundred spirit stones, and then she will play a second tune.
Whenever this day comes, the Yichun Pavilion's business is at its best. Whether they are high officials, nobles, or even cultivators in the city, they all come to watch.
Isn't that quite nice? Everyone can come here to relax once a month. Why do I feel like Young Master Ning is a bit anxious? Mo Tianxiao asked curiously.
The listeners are satisfied, and the people making money are satisfied. Isn't that great?
Why did this young master of Xiaoning City have a face full of sorrow?
If it were just that, I would actually be quite happy. It's just that ever since Fairy Zi appeared in Xiaoning City, the people here started to become a bit abnormal.
Just like now, they are almost driven mad with infatuation. If it were only temporary, it would be fine, but that isn't the case. Many commoners in Xiaoning City have reached a point where their worship for Fairy Zi makes them lose their appetite for food and drink.
Ning Yu wore a solemn expression as he continued, I suspect there's something wrong with this Fairy Zi, but after coming to watch a few times, I haven't found anything amiss.
He roughly knew that the other party was a cultivator, but just like with Mo Tianxiao, he couldn't detect her specific cultivation level and couldn't see exactly what was wrong with her.
However, his intuition told him that there was simply something off about this Fairy Zi.
As the master of Xiaoning City, he naturally wanted to investigate this matter thoroughly.
Is that so?
Mo Tianxiao calmly took a sip of wine. His gaze turned toward the woman on the high platform. Although her aura was concealed very well, he saw through her cultivation level at a single glance: the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Golden Core Realm, with faint signs of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
The age revealed by her bone structure wasn't very old; she might only be a few years older than Nangong Wan.
For such a young Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivator, her talent could be said to be extremely high. Her appearing here to perform was inherently an abnormal thing.
His Eye of Inspection swept over her, completely exposing her basic information.
[Name: Zi Ling'er
Cultivation: Peak Golden Core
Destiny Grade: Red
Aptitude: Innate Charm Physique (Unawakened)
Profile: An alluring vixen...]
The content was very brief; she was a woman with decent talent.
The words 'Innate Charm Physique' caught his eye, making Mo Tianxiao recall information he had read before.
This kind of physique wouldn't significantly increase combat power, nor would it speed up cultivation. But if this physique was cultivated to the extreme, it could toy with the vast majority of men in the palm of her hand, and perhaps even women would be no exception.
To sum it up in one word... Succubus.
The fact that she could make these ordinary people lose their appetite for food and drink even before awakening showed its power.
With just ordinary movements and speech, she could stir the hearts of the majority of the people present. Even many cultivators in the Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment realms revealed a touch of madness on their faces, their eyes fixed intently on Zi Ling'er on the stage.
Mo Tianxiao also noticed that the only two Golden Core cultivators among the audience were looking at Zi Ling'er with eyes full of greed, seemingly eager to make a move.
Please calm down, everyone. This humble girl will first play a tune for you all to express my apologies.
Zi Ling'er placed her hands on the zither. A single sentence from her silenced the restless crowd.
Clang~
As her slender, delicate hands plucked the strings, the melodious zither music instantly spread throughout the entire Yichun Pavilion.
Every note seemed to materialize, fluttering in the air and rushing into people's hearts, the gentle music lingering on.
Then, the tone of the strings shifted, and countless soft, languid threads assailed them. The crowd below revealed intoxicated expressions, their faces flushed as if they had entered another world.
The entire air seemed to be dyed in a lustful pink hue, filled with an aura that ignited the flames within their hearts. Everyone became thoroughly engrossed, enjoying the endless depravity.
Listening to the fluctuations of the zither music, Mo Tianxiao had already sensed that something was wrong. This music carried fluctuations of spiritual energy, though it wasn't lethal; at most, it would make people sink into a stupor for a while.
Glancing at Ning Yu's intoxicated expression opposite him, his cheek twitched.
It was tough on this young city lord. The other party's cultivation was far higher than his. Let alone investigating the truth, he wouldn't even know when he himself had fallen under the spell.
Seeing the reactions of the ordinary people below, Zi Ling'er on the stage showed no emotional fluctuations on her face. However, when she saw that the two Golden Core cultivators had also become intoxicated, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Hmm?
When her gaze inadvertently swept over Mo Tianxiao in the corner—who was still leisurely tasting his wine, his fingers slowly tapping on the table—Zi Ling'er's eyes instantly changed.
An expert!
Zi Ling'er, who had originally planned to change the tune, hesitated. The unexpected variable of Mo Tianxiao made her unsure whether she should continue with her original plan.
She did not know if the other party was a friend or a foe. If he was an enemy, acting rashly might make it difficult for her to escape.
But... she truly did not want to let this opportunity slip by. She had stayed in this place for an entire year just to finally catch this chance. If she missed it now, who knew how much longer she would have to wait.
To hell with it!
Steeling her resolve, Zi Ling'er decided to proceed with her plan anyway. She refused to wait any longer.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
