Chapter 185: Chapter Thirty-six, Playing with the Cat
Ye Changsheng sensed the opponent’s cultivation level, which was early Integration Stage.
If it were an enemy of this level… it would be manageable.
“Big sister of the Demon Race, was it you who set up the Nine Nether Grievance Dragon Array just now?” Ye Changsheng asked.
Actually, he still found it quite strange because not many people should know the Nine Nether Grievance Dragon Array in Qixia Isle.
Why could this Integration Stage Demon Race cultivator control it?
Without the guidance of a cultivator at or above the Void Comprehension Realm, how could one set up such an array?
Ya Xin stared at the Grievance Dragon Hate Heaven Banner, looking as if she couldn’t believe reality.
“Big sister?” Ye Changsheng tentatively asked.
“Did you do it?”
“Which one are you referring to?”
“Then… did you do this?”
Ya Xin raised her hand and pointed at the debris on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes, her expression on the verge of collapse.
Ye Changsheng looked down. Oh, so she was referring to the Grievance Dragon Hate Heaven Banner.
“Yes,” Ye Changsheng smiled. “Because this magic array is very dangerous. I was afraid that if Big Sister lost control, she might be backlashed by the Grievance Dragon Souls, so I did it in advance—”
“You pay me back!” Ya Xin shouted in distress.
“Huh?”
“You pay me back! Pay me back the Grievance Dragon Hate Heaven Banner! You pay me back the Grievance Dragon Hate Heaven Banner!” Ya Xin bit her thin lips, her body trembling with anger, tears streaming down her face.
Although Ye Changsheng found this behavior amusing, the opponent was a cultivator in the Integration Stage, after all.
How could someone with such profound cultivation have the emotional state of a child…
“I apologize, Big Sister. Even if you ask me to pay you back, I don’t have the materials. How about this…”
He took out a bottle of catnip from his Small Qiankun Bag.
Yes, it was catnip used for teasing cats.
Actually, on his way here, Ye Changsheng, feeling bored, had used catnip to tease a Black Sky Tiger to see if it worked on the Demon Race.
The result was unexpected. It worked exceptionally well. The fierce Demonic Beast immediately collapsed on the ground, rolling around as if it were drugged.
Coincidentally, this Big Sister of the Demon Race was also of the tiger clan.
In short, tigers were all just big kitties!
Therefore, if catnip worked on tigers, he inferred it would also work on this Big Sister of the Demon Race.
“Come on, Big Sister of the Demon Race, consider this as compensation,” Ye Changsheng said with a teasing smile.
This tone, this demeanor, this action… further enraged Ya Xin, her eyes almost bloodshot.
She decided that she would slap this human to death!
“Human!! I will use your life to pay for my Grievance Dragon Hate Heaven Banner!”
Ya Xin leaped towards Ye Changsheng, her immense Demonic power gathering in her palm as she unleashed a stern strike at him.
A tearing sound echoed, and Ya Xin’s move stirred up a gale within the palace, almost blowing off the ceiling.
“Soft Strength · Dissipating Force.”
Ye Changsheng raised his hand and, with a casual gesture, defused Ya Xin’s attack, as if dissolving it into a river or the sea, making the violent power vanish without a trace.
Ya Xin looked at the young man before her in disbelief.
At such close range, she saw Ye Changsheng’s eyes beneath his mask. They seemed to contain an unfathomable darkness within his pupils, almost drawing her consciousness away.
This move, this gaze, this attitude… sent a shiver down Ya Xin’s spine, evoking a familiar feeling.
Why did she have the illusion that she was facing Emperor Lord Bai Qi…?
Ye Changsheng’s hands, like tentacles, clung to Ya Xin, immediately controlling her and tightly restraining her in his embrace.
“Let go of me! Human, let go of me now!!” Ya Xin cried anxiously.
But no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t escape Ye Changsheng’s grip. Her soft body writhed restlessly in his arms.
It was then that she realized this young man’s cultivation was extraordinary.
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Big Sister, don’t squirm like that. We aren’t close, and if you leave a strange scent on me again, Sesame will think I was petting another cat outside.”
“What are you talking about…?!” Ya Xin was flustered and angry, but helpless.
Ye Changsheng wasn’t just controlling her body. He was simultaneously injecting his Demonic Qi into Ya Xin’s body, forcibly hindering the circulation of Spiritual Power through her meridians, making her unable to organize an effective attack.
Moreover, this Demonic Qi, darting around within her body, plunged Ya Xin into even deeper shock.
Why did this Demonic Qi also feel so similar to that of Emperor Lord…?
“Here, smell this.”
Ye Changsheng grabbed Ya Xin’s chin. Beneath his mask was a perfectly standard villainous smile as he forced her to smell the catnip.
Furthermore, Ye Changsheng deliberately stimulated Ya Xin’s meridians, amplifying her senses several times their usual intensity.
The scent of catnip wafted into Ya Xin’s nostrils. A wondrous aroma seemed to melt her consciousness, and a numbing sensation spread through her mind, making her lose control.
“What… is this? I… can’t resist! Ugh… Ah!”
A drunken blush appeared on Ya Xin’s face, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Although Ya Xin had tried to resist at first, attempting to use her Dao heart to fight her rationality, alas…
Ye Changsheng struck down with a palm, shattering her state of mind and making Ya Xin surrender to her instincts.
“Come, enjoy it fully. Abandon your reason and obey your truest desires.”
Ye Changsheng sneered and poured the catnip onto the ground.
“Show me your most embarrassing self!”
Ya Xin sniffed the scent and crawled over, rubbing herself in the catnip like a kitten, completely controlled by her instincts.
“Hehehe, hehehe… Mmm… hehehe…” The beautiful tiger clan beauty giggled foolishly, “Meow meow meow, meow meow meow~!”
“Good girl, good girl.”
Ye Changsheng squatted down and stroked Ya Xin’s chin.
Ya Xin seemed to enjoy it, rolling around on the ground.
At this moment, the Demon Race disciples from the Demon Heart Palace gathered. They opened the door and entered the sacrificial palace, only to witness the scene before them.
“What is Elder Ya Xin doing?!”
Elder Ya Xin, who was usually full of dignity, unfathomably powerful, and aloof, was now rolling on the ground like a heat-crazed kitten, fawning over a human cultivator?
The Demon Race disciples were stunned. Their weapons dropped to the ground, and they slapped themselves, thinking they were hallucinating.
But the pain told them it was reality.
“So your name is Ya Xin,” Ye Changsheng stroked Ya Xin’s head. “Now your embarrassing state is being seen clearly by your subordinates. How does that feel?”
“Damn… human… I would rather die than surrender…!”
“Come on, say that again!” Ye Changsheng forced the words into Ya Xin’s mouth.
Ya Xin completely lost control.
Her expression changed drastically, and her reason evaporated completely.
Ya Xin giggled foolishly, licked Ye Changsheng’s finger, and cried out happily, “Meow meow meow~!”
