Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Stunning Beauty Xue Ji_1
During their flight search, Qin Sisi and Ye You, indeed, discovered many men who had their souls drained; men on the grasslands, amidst the flowers, beneath the shade of trees, and one even perched on a tree branch.
Qin Sisi steeled her heart, disregarded whether they had been infused with Illusion Power by the classical beauty or not. If encountered, she would directly cast the Fireball Technique, reducing them to ashes within flaming infernos.
Ye You willingly played Qin Sisi’s assistant. Qin Sisi’s Fireball Technique still had a chance to fail. When her Fireball failed to form or missed its target, Ye You would step in and make up for it.
These men were empty shells to begin with. Even if they possessed a trace of Illusion Power, they could only create an illusione place through eye contact. Besides that, they possessed no other attacking power and barely had any defense capability.
Now, Qin Sisi deliberately avoided looking at their eyes and directly launched her attacks. Those shells stood no chance of resisting and disappeared forever under Qin Sisi’s Fireball Technique and Ye You’s magic.
In truth, it could be said that they had already vanished from this world.
In the end, Qin Sisi finally found Xiao Fei sitting on the ground within the bushes.
It didn’t seem like Xiao Fei had been injected with Illusion Power. When Qin Sisi found him, his behavior and demeanor were exactly the same as the painted version of him outside.
Sitting on the ground and gazing in the direction of the white-robed beauty, his eyes were filled with infatuation and admiration.
Qin Sisi called his name a few times and pushed him a bit, but Xiao Fei remained silent and motionless, with no change of expression on his face.
Qin Sisi and Ye You discussed and Ye You took out the Vajra Bundling Spirit Rope and tied up Xiao Fei.
The other end of the Vajra Bundling Spirit Rope was held by Ye You, who dragged Xiao Fei to continue their journey.
Qin Sisi observed the angle of Xiao Fei’s gaze and followed it. Soon after, she saw the red pavilion located in the center of the painting, along with a woman in a floating white robe inside.
Qin Sisi and Ye You exchanged glances. With their eyes, they reminded each other to be cautious. Then, Qin Sisi slowly descended and walked up to the pavilion.
With her back towards Qin Sisi, the woman in white had jet-black hair cascading down elegantly to her thighs like a waterfall. Her soft and amorous skirt was fluttering in the wind. Her silhouette was extremely astonishing.
Qin Sisi inwardly ridiculed her, considering her entry method bore resemblance to the scholar in the blue robe.
"You are here," said a tender voice, which sounded like the first call of spring. The beauty in white slowly turned around.
Qin Sisi immediately lowered her gaze on the skirt of the white-clothed beauty to avoid eye contact, despite really wanting to scrutinize the beauty turned into a portrait.
The woman in white smiled charmingly and continued, "You are remarkable. You managed to enter my painted world and break my illusions. Why not stay here and serve me?
"Me, serve you?" Qin Sisi responded in surprise. Where did this beauty get her confidence from?
The white-clothed woman sniffed in disdain and arrogantly said, "You could count yourself lucky for three lives to serve as my maid with your graceless appearance."
Qin Sisi wordlessly touched her lips, and Ye You meowed twice at her in response, implying "She’s blind."
Hearing Ye You’s light mockery, Qin Sisi couldn’t help but laugh. However, the black cat’s meow attracted the attention of the white-robed beauty.
She looked at Ye You with a charming smile and said, "The little black cat is quite adorable. Since I am alone, you’ll serve as my toy!"
With that, the woman in white reached out to grab Ye You.
Ye You, wide-eyed, stared at her, warning her with a meow.
Upon seeing Ye You’s eyes, the white-clothed beauty remarked in astonishment, "Purple eyes? You..."
The white-clothed woman’s speech abruptly halted, her body went rigid, and she stared blankly at Ye You’s purple eyes, completely devoid of spirit.
Looking clueless about the situation, Qin Sisi turned towards Ye You.
Ye You chuckled coldly, looking at the stunned white-robed beauty, then turned to Qin Sisi and said, "She has fallen into my illusion."
Amazed, Qin Sisi questioned, "You also know how to use Illusion Technique magic?"
"Of course, I know all types of magic," said Ye You, his eyes revealing a hint pride. And then he regretfully continued, "But my Illusion Technique is rather elementary."
Qin Sisi commended, "Knowing every type of magic is already remarkable. Cultivation needs time. Haven’t you always taught me not to rush? Isn’t urgency often counterproductive?"
Ye You gave a gentle smile and nodded, "Indeed, you’re right. I still have time."
Looking at the stunned white-robed woman, Qin Sisi remarked gleefully, "She frequently used illusions to harm others. It’s only fitting she experiences the taste of illusion herself!"
As the illusion was cast by Ye You, Qin Sisi naturally could not see the scenarios inside. So Ye You decided to narrate to her what was happening within the illusion scene.
The white-robed woman, completely off guard, stared into Ye You’s eyes. The scene before her eyes started to undergo drastic changes, as if time was changing rapidly. In the twinkling of an eye, a lavish loft hung with red lanterns appeared.
The surroundings were bustling with cars and crowds. Everyone was craning their necks, looking towards the extravagant loft in anticipation of a magical, rare treasure making an appearance.
The white-robed woman felt her body gently lift off and float towards that attention-grabbing loft.
"Look, a fairy!"
Someone in the crowd was the first to shout, then everyone turned towards her.
The white-robed woman, dressed in a snow like outfit and exuding an elegant demeanor, really looked like a fairy who had descended from a far-off celestial palace to the mundane world.
Finally, she stood atop the beautiful lavish loft, becoming the center of attention for everyone.
The street below the loft was filled with people, specifically men, because she was only interested in men.
Men of all ages, rich or poor, all looked up at her with wide-open eyes, their faces brimming with awe and admiration.
"Xue Ji!"
"Xue Ji!"
"Xue Ji is the number one beauty in the world!"
"Indeed, the number one beauty in the world!"
Men shouted her name aloud, praising her as the number one beauty in the world.
They worshipped her, infatuated with her, adored her, were willing to grovel at her feet, and pay any price for her.
As long as they could earn her favor, they would be ready to face immediate death without regrets.
She was their fairy, the only goddess in their hearts.
Xue Ji looked at the crazy men at her feet and chuckled because this was her dream—to remain young and beautiful forever, to be the cynosure of all men’s eyes, to make all men in the world fall for her, go crazy for her, and never give up on her.
