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    She stepped out of the pool, wrapping a loose black robe around her, then she waved her hand, dispersing the mist.


    “You might be trying to appear respectful, but your eyes have been wandering since you arrived,” she said, her voice laced with a playful amusement, her gaze meeting his.


    Her body was still damp from the bath, a sweet fragrance clinging to her skin. Her breath was warm against his cheek, her robe loose, revealing glimpses of her pale flesh. Her eyes, as she looked at him, were filled with a seductive warmth, her beauty both alluring and dangerous.


    She was different from the other women he knew. She was a shark with a strong predatory instinct.


    She circled him, her bare feet silent against the floor, then she spoke, her voice a soft murmur. “You know why I summoned you, don’t you?”


    Her voice seemed to penetrate his very soul, sending shivers down his spine, his heart pounding.


    She’s testing me… If I fall for it, she’ll despise me… He felt a surge of adrenaline, sensing the dangerous glint in her eyes.


    Stay calm… If you can’t stay calm, think about Ruoxi, Lingxuan, Qian’er, Senior Sister Lan, Feiying, Master Yan, the Dao Peak woman…


    His mind cleared. She’s just the founding peak lord… Nothing special…


    He took a deep breath, composing himself, then he looked at her, his gaze steady, his voice calm.


    “I don’t understand what you mean, Peak Lord Ying.”


    She narrowed her eyes, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered, “You were the one who deciphered the formation in the Trial Forest, weren’t you?”


    Her voice sent shivers down his spine, his body tingling.


    He suppressed his impulses, his voice betraying no emotion. “I only deciphered a small portion of it. I barely understand its true nature…”


    “It’s to be expected. It took me years to construct that formation,” she replied, smiling.


    Seeing that he wasn’t reacting to her seduction, she turned away, walking towards her throne, her black robe transforming into a red dress adorned with peony patterns. Her hair was tied back with a simple hairpin, her face free of makeup, yet her beauty was still captivating, her aura both alluring and mysterious.


    She stood before him, her red dress trailing behind her, her voice soft. “What did the Empress tell you?”


    Her words were an indirect admission.


    She truly is a spy for the Demon Realm Empress… He bowed. “She instructed me to provide her with information every three months… But there’s something I don’t understand…”


    “Tell me,” she replied, nodding, her demeanor shifting from seductive to regal as she sat on her throne, her gaze fixed on him.


    “With your status, Peak Lord Ying, you could obtain any information you desire. Why would the Empress ask me to gather it?” he asked.


    It didn’t make sense. He was just an inner disciple. She could access far more information than him. So why had she chosen him?


    She twirled a strand of hair, smiling faintly. “I don’t know why she chose you, but she has her reasons… Just follow her instructions.”


    “I heard Ling Long is staying with you,” she said, changing the subject.


    He nodded. “Senior Ling Long is indeed at my pavilion, but I rarely see her…”


    She studied him, her eyes narrowed. She had investigated him after he had joined the sect, but she hadn’t found anything unusual. But he had been chosen by Ling Long. He couldn’t be ordinary. He was clearly hiding a secret that both Ling Long and the Empress were interested in.


    But she didn’t care about those secrets. Besides cultivation, she had little interest in anything else.


    “You’ve been in the Two Polarities Sect for a long time, haven’t you, Peak Lord Ying?” he asked tentatively, observing her.


    She didn’t answer, simply chuckling, her gaze meeting his. “Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask. Just focus on your duties…”


    “Yes,” he replied respectfully.


    It seems she’s sensitive about her age… Unlike Master Yan, who doesn’t seem to care…


    “It’s convenient that the Empress sent you to gather information,” she said, her voice turning seductive. “I’ve been cultivating in seclusion on this back mountain for over a decade. I’m currently trying to break through a bottleneck… I often meditate for years at a time. You’ve saved me a lot of trouble…” sea??h thё N??elFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Everyone’s stuck at a bottleneck… Is Nascent Soul cultivation truly that difficult…? He remained silent.


    “I heard you had a conflict with Ye Yu in Tianxuan City,” she said, changing the subject again.


    “It was just a minor disagreement… You even know about that, Senior?” he asked, surprised.


    “He possesses something important… But I couldn’t obtain it in Tianxuan City. And it’s not easy to make a move within the sect,” she said, sighing, her voice filled with a hint of regret.


    He looked at her alluring figure, his mind racing. The only thing important that Ye Yu possessed… it was the Heavenly Dao Aura… But how did she know about it?


    He thought of someone: the black-robed man. The man had come to Tianxuan City for the aura, and he had been sent by the Seventh Seat of the Demon Realm… Could she be… the Seventh Seat…?


    A disciple entered the hall.


    She glanced at him. “What is it?”


    “The peak lord of Dao Peak has sent an elder. She’s waiting outside. She wants to take Junior Brother Mu to Dao Peak,” the disciple reported, bowing.


    “Yu Ziyan?” Her eyes widened with surprise.


    The peak lord of Dao Peak was aloof and distant. Mu Zhi’an wasn’t her disciple. Why would she want to see him? Because of Ling Long? It didn’t make sense… With her pride, she wouldn’t be so obvious about her intentions. And besides, he couldn’t force Ling Long to bestow destiny upon others.


    “You can leave,” she said.


    He bowed. “If there’s nothing else, Peak Lord Ying, I’ll take my leave.”


    Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, especially Yi Hao’s master, he couldn’t help but feel pressure. And if she was truly the Seventh Seat, he had to be careful… She might be after the Heavenly Dao Aura. If she discovered it was with them, it would be a disaster.


    She chuckled, her gaze meeting his. “You’re quite popular, aren’t you?”


    He replied, his voice calm, “My sisters have become inner disciples of Dao Peak. That’s probably why she’s being so kind to me.”


    “Your sisters?”


    “Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian,” he replied.


    Her eyes flickered, her expression turning thoughtful. She clearly knew about Ye Lingxuan’s background.


    “If there’s nothing else, Senior, I’ll take my leave,” he said.


    She nodded, and he turned to leave.


    Her gaze, usually warm and seductive, turned sharp, following him as he left the hall. His spiritual energy is normal… It seems the Heavenly Dao Aura isn’t with him. But I did discover something interesting…


    She narrowed her eyes, then called out, “Wait.”


    He paused.


    Master Yan’s decision to recruit him had already surprised her, and now the peak lord of Dao Peak had sent someone to summon him… It was strange. Dao Peak and the library had a terrible relationship… He was Master Yan’s disciple. With Yu Ziyan’s personality, she should be avoiding him, not showing him such enthusiasm… Was it simply because of Ling Long? It was possible. But it seemed there was more to it.


    The answer was clear.


    She approached him, her eyes alluring, a seductive smile playing on her lips.


    She lifted his chin, her gaze meeting his, her voice a soft whisper against his ear.


    “You’re an Innate Celestial Vessel, aren’t you?”