Jie Wenzhan was observing the stunning woman, secretly on guard.
Meanwhile, Ye Chenfeng, who had been patrolling half the small town, seemed uninterested in everything before him. He was rubbing the Treasure Sword in his hand, standing alone on a stone bridge which, ironically, was somewhat interesting.
There was no water under the stone bridge; the dry riverbed seemed to suggest it hadn’t rained in a long time.
At the other end of the bridge stood a wooden sign that read: Road Closed.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t even blink, ready to step over, but was stopped by an invisible Barrier. Indeed, he couldn’t take another step past the sign. From his Golden Core Stage cultivation, it required a trigger to pass the bridge. This was an invisible Spirit Array that he couldn’t forcefully break with his current cultivation.
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng felt a tightness around his neck, and a faint, muffled grunt appeared behind him.
Ye Chenfeng swung around with his sword, but there was no one behind him. However, his back felt a real chill, as if something had left his body.
What exactly was it?
A moment later, Ye Chenfeng returned to normal, feeling no discomfort. His Divine Sense traveled within his body, but everything was still normal.
Over on Jie Wenzhan’s side, there were also a few muffled grunts, but apart from him, the others continued to gaze fixatedly at the beauty, seemingly not paying attention to the sound at all.
The Charm Technique had entirely infiltrated their bodies, making them unaware of what was happening.
Jie Wenzhan similarly activated his Divine Sense to scan within his body. Finding no anomalies, he decided to strike preemptively.
He suddenly leapt, flying directly onto the pavilion above. This woman must know something.
He stood at the eaves’ edge, staring at the woman. The closer he got, the more oppressive the feeling. The biting fragrance on her was entirely different from the captivating scent.
The woman folded her dance fan, chuckling as she said, "It’s the first time I’ve seen someone so bold as to fly up here."
"Oh? Can’t I come?" Jie Wenzhan tilted his head with a roguish look.
The woman shook her head slightly, resting the fan on Jie Wenzhan’s shoulder as she softly said, "What if I told you I’m Shangwu, the Spirit Guard of this town, seriously injured and unable to leave this pavilion, would you believe me?"
Jie Wenzhan subtly sized up the woman before him. Although imposing, he could barely sense any Spiritual Power from her. Several areas of stagnant blood suggested serious injury.
He cupped his fists and said, "In that case, forgive my offense."
Jie Wenzhan stepped forward, unexpectedly lifting the woman horizontally, and jumped straight off the pavilion.
The woman’s eyes flickered with a trace of surprise but she didn’t resist.
As Jie Wenzhan landed, the previous Charm Technique disappeared, and the others gradually regained their senses.
A Golden Core Stage genius unknowingly fell under a Charm Technique. They couldn’t stand losing face, so they simultaneously drew their Magic Artifacts, cautiously eyeing the woman in Jie Wenzhan’s arms.
"Demoness! How dare you bewitch us!" someone stepped forward, ready to strike.
The woman in red coldly laughed, "Weak wills ensnare themselves, and you blame me?"
"You! Spouting nonsense! If it weren’t for you, how could we have fallen for the Charm Technique? Jie Wenzhan, have you not broken free from the Charm Technique yet? Why are you still standing by her side?"
"Alright, now, you should tell me what happened just now, right?" Jie Wenzhan ignored them, setting the woman down and meeting her gaze, trying to discern something from her eyes.
Shangwu paused, then replied, "Shadow."