After making some preparations, he looked around. Only after ensuring there were no objects around the secluded chamber that might reveal his identity did Wang Xiu connect the communication.
Suddenly, an incredibly erotic scene appeared before him.
It was an enormous pink velvet bed adorned with thin, white gauzy curtains, offering a hazy and partially obscured view. Behind the veil, a seductive silhouette leaned against the headboard. She was dressed in a bright red gauze gown, her voluptuous bosom half-exposed and her slender legs as white and smooth as cream, compelling one to show a hint of reverence.
Damn it! Wang Xiu inwardly cursed, realizing there was something amiss with the Demonic Myriad Transformation Scripture. It seemed that when he used this secret technique to transform into someone, he would acquire some of their characteristics. For instance, when he turned into Ji Jinglei, his intelligence noticeably dropped. Now, after turning into Daimon Qianmian, this old lovebug, his morals had seriously declined. Upon seeing this Snake Spirit, his mind filled with thoughts of emulating Xu Xian. The images sprouting in his mind were enough for a certain adult film studio to shoot dozens of documentaries. Sinful! Utterly sinful!
Taking a deep breath to calm the turmoil in his heart, he feigned a lecherous smile and said, "Sister Mei, you get more beautiful every day. Truly a vision that haunts my dreams!"
From behind the sheer curtain came a woman’s alluring voice, "You’re just a sweet-talker. How is the plan coming along? Have you finished forging the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls?"
Wang Xiu nodded slightly and conjured the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. Instantly, a dark aura spread wantonly, filled with the flailing, shadowy forms of countless resentful souls. Since he had already given them a heads-up, the resentful souls were very cooperative and didn’t expose his facade.
"Demon, you will not have a good death!"
"Demon, I curse you to the eighteenth layer of hell, never to be reborn!"
"Sir, please spare me! I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and a wife waiting to be fed!"
"Demon, someday, a Taoist from an Immortal Sect will avenge us!"
"Damn you, you really deserve to die!"
Nie Linglan was also very cooperative, bound by strands of soul chains within the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, where she was being constantly refined. It seemed that before long, she would be completely converted by the banner and become its Artifact Spirit.
Hmm... It was just that the expression of struggle and pain on her face seemed a bit forced. Rather than looking like she was in unbearable agony, it seemed more like she was enjoying being tied up.
Wang Xiu retracted the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls and said, "Sister Mei, the quality of this Nine Yin Fierce Ghost is excellent. It’s a great enhancement for the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. I owe it all to the materials you sent me. Otherwise, I never could have gathered them."
Wang Xiu was extremely careful with his words, even covertly mentioning that the materials were from the Red Enchanting Snake Princess to avoid raising any suspicion over minor discrepancies in his speech or behavior. However, perhaps the Ten Thousand Demonic Transformations Art was simply too mystical, as it even instinctively mimicked the tiny habits of daily behavior, leaving no perceptible differences.
The Red Enchanting Snake Princess remained unsuspecting, merely licking her lips. "I treat you well, so you must treat me well in return! Did you peel the skin off that peerlessly handsome man?"
Wang Xiu: ??? Are you for real?
Suppressing the urge for his mouth to twitch, Wang Xiu forced a proud smile. "Naturally. He was just a junior. I could crush him with a flip of my hand."
Anticipation immediately filled the Red Enchanting Snake Princess’s face. "Quickly, then! Put on his skin and let me have a look." Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFɪre.ɴet
As she spoke, she couldn’t stop her forked tongue from flicking out to lick her rosy lips, an expression of endless seduction.
Wang Xiu: ??? This snake is unbelievably thirsty. What a headache!
Fighting back the urge to pay his ’respects’, Wang Xiu mimicked Daimon Qianmian’s movements, wiping a hand across his face and instantly reverting to his original appearance. Instantly, he saw the light in the Red Enchanting Snake Princess’s eyes grow even more feverish.
The Snake Ji cast a lingering, flirtatious glance and murmured softly, "The prey my lord found this time is far more handsome than the usual ones. After seeing him, the thought of you using those other skins has become utterly tasteless to me."
With that, she slowly let her hand fall, her gaze gradually becoming hazy. "Now that the banner is forged, come back quickly! I’ve missed you for many days."
Good grief. Watching the coiling snake demon, Wang Xiu couldn’t help but swallow hard. If he went back to the Ghost King Sect undercover now, wouldn’t he be devoured completely? Although, in principle, he didn’t discriminate against demons and wouldn’t mind emulating the ancient sage Xu Xian by becoming a rugged hero for a day, the snake before him had a private life that was simply too messy. Besides her connections with all Nine Great Elders of the Ghost King Sect, who knew how many other men she had played with. Getting intimate with her wouldn’t just be dirty; he might catch some strange, snake-borne affliction. After all, Wang Xiu was only planning to plant a spy in the Demonic Path, not actually become one of those lecherous old devils himself.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiu said with a helpless tone, "I also wish to hurry back to see you, Sister, but I’m afraid I can’t get away for the time being." His eyes shifted slightly. "In the battle at the Zhao Residence in Maple City, although I severely wounded those disciples from the Sword Sect, skinned Wang Xiu, and refined the Nine Yin Fierce Ghost, there was a complication. Before he died, Wang Xiu sent a message to the Sanqing Immortal Sect, which brought Li Zuoyue, one of their Ten Great True Disciples. Even though we’re both at the Golden Core Stage, I couldn’t withstand a single strike from him. I was nearly killed by his Flying Sword and only managed to escape by taking the Sword Sect disciples hostage. Now, I’m using the Thousand Faces Demonic Technique to hide in a commoner’s house in Maple City. I don’t dare show my face. I plan to wait for the heat to die down before returning to the Ghost King Sect."
Hearing this name, a trace of apprehension appeared in the Red Enchanting Snake Princess’s eyes. Clearly, despite being a Venerable at the Nascent Soul Stage, there were always prodigies in this world who could bridge the gap in cultivation level and slay demons as easily as butchering dogs. Not a single person on the Nanzhou Golden Core Prodigy List was easy to deal with.
The Red Enchanting Snake Princess shook her head slightly. "If Li Zuoyue has gotten involved, then things are indeed tricky. You should remain hidden in Maple City for a while longer and return to the Ghost King Sect later.
"Remember two things.
"First, do not reveal your identity under any circumstances. Otherwise, if Li Zuoyue comes after you again, you will certainly die.
"Second, watch the time. Don’t miss the Great Demonic Sacrifice at the beginning of next month. Your Banner of Ten Thousand Souls contains tens of thousands of resentful souls, and with the Nine Yin Fierce Ghost, you could draw upon a vast amount of Heavenly Demon power and achieve a complete transformation if you’re willing to offer them as a sacrifice.
"Of course, that Nine Yin Fierce Ghost is indeed a top-quality specimen. If you’re reluctant to sacrifice it, keeping it for your own enjoyment is also a fine choice."
Wang Xiu grinned. "Oh, you flatter me. Mere mortal beauties can’t hold a candle to a fraction of your peerless elegance. I much prefer being coiled up by you, Sister... to be sucked... to have poison spewed on me... I would die for you!"
"Such a sweet talker," the Red Enchanting Snake Princess purred, casting a coquettish glance. "Let’s hang up if there’s nothing else. Seeing such a handsome young man but being unable to touch him... it’s torture for me. Come back soon. I’ll be waiting~"
After disconnecting the call with the Snake Spirit, Wang Xiu couldn’t help but shiver, his hair standing on end.
Should he really go through with this undercover mission? He had a sinking feeling that if he truly entered the Ghost King Sect under the guise of Daimon Qianmian, he would be squeezed dry by that demoness. Though the process might be very pleasant, he, Wang Xiu, was hardly one to indulge in such pleasures. Ah, well. Subduing demons and eliminating evil is all for the greater good! How can you catch a tiger cub without entering the tiger’s den? If I do not enter hell, who will? For the sake of justice, making a few sacrifices is my generation’s unshirkable duty!