Chapter 60: Miss, What Are You Doing?

All of Bai Shuxuan's cultivation was sealed away, leaving her with only the strength of her physical body. Aside from that, she was no different from an ordinary woman without any spiritual power. That was why Cheng Guang dared to approach her so closely.

Even so, as Cheng Guang drew near, the burly man behind him twitched his eyelids, unwilling to let his guard down. He heightened his vigilance, his gaze fixed on Bai Shuxuan, as though he would strike her down at the first sign of movement.

Bai Shuxuan herself was stunned by Cheng Guang’s words. Seductive arts? What exactly did he mean by that? Was he referring to the Eyes of Enchantment, or perhaps her Enchanting Physique?

She had never once used the Eyes of Enchantment. Could it be that he was speaking of her Enchanting Physique?

But—how could that be possible?

Her beautiful eyes flickered, her heart reeling from the shock, leaving her frozen in place. The Enchanting Physique was nearly impossible to detect; it had vanished from the lineage of the Fox Clan of Qingqiu for thousands of years. Even among her own kin, few knew she possessed such an attribute. Only a handful of elders were aware. How could Cheng Guang know?

Bai Shuxuan stared at him, lips parted, but no words came forth.

Cheng Guang paid no mind to her stunned expression. He strolled casually to her side, his gaze lingering with interest on her graceful form, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

“I know you must still have some means to escape,” he said, his words layered with meaning. “If I ask what they are, you won’t tell me. So I plan to try persuading you to tell me yourself.”

His words contradicted themselves, and Bai Shuxuan’s gaze grew increasingly odd.

You ask me, and you expect me to answer willingly? Are you mad?

And how did Cheng Guang know she had other means? Was he simply guessing?

Uncertain, Bai Shuxuan watched him, noting the strange gleam in his eyes. Her own eyes narrowed, an uneasy premonition rising within her. Just as she tried to avert her gaze, a peculiar light blossomed in the depths of Cheng Guang’s pupils.

Of all those present, only Bai Shuxuan witnessed it. The display of his divine power was subtle.

She stiffened, sensing the power emanating from Cheng Guang, her eyes trembling and her body quaking from shock.

“This—this can’t be, this can’t be,” she murmured, frozen, her heart surging with tumultuous waves.

“This is impossible—this is the Eyes of Enchantment!”

“Even discounting the fact that the young lord’s cultivation is far below the fourth-rank Divine Power realm, even if he had reached that level, he could never command the bloodline divine arts of the Fox Clan of Qingqiu!”

Instinctively, she tried to resist, but the power of the divine mark began to seep into her soul, overwhelming her mind. Unlike the subtle influence of her own Enchanting Physique, Cheng Guang’s Eyes of Enchantment were far more forceful.

The divine power burst through the gates of her mind, pried open her heart, and advanced unimpeded. Bai Shuxuan tried to fight back, but soon discovered that Cheng Guang’s Eyes of Enchantment were stronger than her own, stronger than any other fox clan member’s—imbued with a mysterious energy none of them possessed.

It was as though Cheng Guang’s Eyes of Enchantment were the most authentic, and theirs mere imitations.

Moreover, his power seemed to originate from a higher plane, suppressing both her Enchanting Physique and her will, compelling her to submit.

Bai Shuxuan was terrified, her gaze unable to break free from Cheng Guang’s deep eyes. Her resistance dwindled, until at last her body gave way, collapsing weakly to the ground. Her beautiful eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Beside her, the frail Hongzhu burst into tears, forcing herself to rise and stagger forward, her voice hoarse and trembling. “Miss… Young Lord, what have you done to my lady?”

Cheng Guang ignored Hongzhu, gasping for breath as sweat poured down his brow, sliding over his face. Waves of weakness swept through his body, and his legs threatened to buckle. He steadied himself against the wall, looking at Bai Shuxuan lying on the floor with a sense of relief.

It seemed he had succeeded.

Using his divine power was still too strenuous for him at this time—even though Bai Shuxuan was unable to resist, and even though he had only barely drawn upon the Eyes of Enchantment.

To use the divine art on her was a heavy burden.

Fortunately, his spiritual cultivation had just broken through to the Shadow Soul realm. Otherwise, even if he exhausted all his energy, he might not have been able to leave a mark upon Bai Shuxuan’s soul.

The burly man noticed Cheng Guang’s weakness and hurried to support him.

“Are you alright, Young Lord?”

Cheng Guang shook his head. “I’m fine.”

Still, the burly man was uneasy. He had seen the young lord perfectly well just moments before—how had he suddenly become so drained, as if on the verge of collapse? He hadn’t seen Bai Shuxuan do anything, either.

It seemed the young lord was merely fatigued, while Bai Shuxuan had fared worse, fainting outright. Had the young lord used some mysterious technique?

The burly man thought he understood, and wisely averted his gaze, pretending to see nothing. Affairs of the great and powerful were not his concern. His only duty was to ensure the young lord was unharmed by Bai Shuxuan.

Cheng Guang paid no heed to the burly man’s inner drama. Leaning against the wall, he looked thoughtfully at Bai Shuxuan lying on the ground.

He had left a divine mark upon her soul, able to influence her mind. But how effective would it be? Would Bai Shuxuan truly obey him, become his ally? That remained to be seen.

He needed to verify it.

Time passed, and after two quarters of an hour, Bai Shuxuan suddenly opened her eyes. She sat up languidly, stretching with elegance, like a cat awakening from slumber.

When she saw Hongzhu beside her, her gaze remained unchanged. But when she looked at Cheng Guang, a subtle emotion flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Respect, loyalty, and profound affection… like the glow of distant stars, shimmering in her gaze.

Bai Shuxuan smiled gently, a captivating smile gracing her lips.

“Young Lord,” she said softly, her voice tender and mesmerizing.

Her graceful figure bent forward, kneeling at Cheng Guang’s feet, her fingers brushing his robe with feathery reverence and humility.

The sight left Hongzhu utterly stunned, as if turned to stone, her eyes wide with horror.

“Miss… Miss, what are you doing…”

Even the burly man stared in astonishment, his mouth agape. He quickly turned away, his expression flustered, his heart unable to calm.

“The young lord’s methods are terrifying…” he murmured inwardly. “To turn this demoness into such a state in such a short time…”

His awe for the young lord transformed into fear, resolving to bury all he had seen deep within himself.

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