Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 18 Uniform Temptation

Yang Jian pushed open the door and immediately felt himself bump into a soft wall.

After entering, the door behind me closed automatically.

In an instant, the chirping of insects outside disappeared.

At this moment, apart from the sounds of Daji combing her hair and Yang Jian's heartbeat, there was no other noise in the house.

The room is clearly protected by soundproofing magic.

The room was very humid and warm, with some water stains remaining on the floor.

The fragrance emanating from Su Daji's body became even more intense under the stimulation of the warm, humid air.

What the maid said was true; Su Daji had indeed just taken a bath.

At this moment, Su Daji sat in front of the dressing table with her back to Yang Jian, her alluring curves on her back fully exposed, her originally pert buttocks deformed by the hard stool.

If it weren't for the stool legs beneath her, Yang Jian would have almost thought Su Daji was sitting in mid-air.

"Combing your hair is so tiring, come help me, sister."

Su Daji did not turn around, but waved her hand gently, holding an exquisite wooden comb between her index and middle fingers.

Yang Jian felt his blood rushing through his body, and his heart pounding like a drum.

He swallowed hard, trying to resist the deadly hormones emanating from the beauty before him.

Oh~ I almost forgot, this world isn't called hormones, it's called allure.

He moved his feet with difficulty, relying on his strong willpower to prevent himself from rushing forward recklessly.

When it reached him, he took the comb but did nothing else.

Looking at the frail body before him, her delicate neck so close, he knew that if he were to reach out and gently pinch her, she would surely perish.

But he dared not gamble. He couldn't understand whether Su Daji's current lack of vigilance was another trap. He also couldn't be sure if his attack would truly be fatal.

It can only be given to the black man in my arms.

Just as Yang Jian was about to throw it, he could feel the Black Tiger's solid muscles taut in his left hand, as if it were ready to strike at any moment.

Suddenly, Su Daji took the initiative.

She found it a little strange that Yang Jian hadn't come over to comb her hair.

She turned to the side, tilted her head to examine Yang Jian, and parted her lips slightly: "Don't you like him?"

She was not wearing a veil.

What is meant by "to topple a nation"?

Before my eyes was a beauty that could topple kingdoms.

The moment Yang Jian saw Su Daji's face clearly, he felt a volcano erupting in his mind.

Originally, just seeing her back view was enough to make me eager to make a move, but now, in front of that stunningly beautiful face, all my willpower is utterly pale.

I felt a warm sensation in my nose, as if something was flowing out.

"Hehe~"

Seeing Yang Jian's disheveled appearance, Su Daji burst into laughter. Originally, she was somewhat unsure of her charm, as she was unable to convince him that she was Su Hu's daughter.

Now that Yang Jian has shown her this, she realizes that this little guy isn't as stubborn as she had imagined.

In a moment of desperation, Yang Jian bit his tongue, only then realizing that his hand had involuntarily reached out towards Su Daji.

Once he regained consciousness, he quickly withdrew his hand.

"You've got some skill, hurry up and comb my hair."

Su Daji stopped smiling and urged.

"I'll comb your mother's dog hair, you monster, take this!"

With a determined heart, Yang Jian slammed the wooden comb in his hand onto the ground and threw the black-clad man he was holding in his left arm toward Su Daji.

"Awoo~"

The black cat flew out, stretching out its limbs to reveal its sharp claws, and did a somersault in the air.

The black cat opened its mouth wide and crashed heavily into Su Daji's arms.

Then~~~

I yawned!

Meow~

"This~~"

Yang Jian stared dumbfounded at the black cat in Su Daji's arms, and asked incredulously, "Blackie, didn't you say it would be clean and efficient?"

"Yeah, look how cleanly I flew, I even did a backflip."

The black cat rubbed against Su Daji in a friendly manner, rolled over to show its belly, and transmitted its voice to Yang Jian.

"No~ Didn't we agree to~"

"You ate me, didn't you?"

Su Daji finished Yang Jian's sentence, casually teasing the black cat in her arms: "Your black cat is much smarter than you."

The black cat purred and rubbed against Su Daji's chest.

At the same time, the expression on her face gradually changed.

Yang Jian understood that Hei Ye was communicating telepathically with Su Daji.

I don't know what they're saying.

The next moment, a magical light suddenly appeared between Su Daji's fingers.

Yang Jian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and waves of intense dizziness washed over him.

"Heart-Eating Curse!"

He looked up, staring incredulously at the Blackie in Su Daji's arms.

This tiger has now sold everything, even the Heart-Eating Curse that Shen Gongbao used to control him, and told Su Daji about it.

"You just called me a demon?"

Su Daji raised an eyebrow and said, "Tell me, what kind of demon do you think I am? If you guess right, I'll spare your life."

She was recalling the question Yang Jian had avoided when she first invited him to dinner.

Yang Jian endured the excruciating pain and shook his head repeatedly.

He himself did not know that Su Daji in the Investiture of the Gods, which he was familiar with, was a fox spirit, but he had confirmed this with Master Hei before coming here.

The fox spirits of this world have lost their charm.

"Um?"

Su Daji frowned and suddenly increased the power of the Heart-Eating Curse.

Yang Jian felt his vision blur and the excruciating pain in his heart intensify, as if a drill was drilling into it.

"Kid, why is there a hole in your heart? Don't take me with you when you die. Transplant me to Su Daji first before you die."

The voice of the Demon Eye rang in his mind. Although Yang Jian had prevented the Demon Eye from perceiving the outside world, the Demon Eye could still clearly sense the condition of his body.

Yang Jian had no time to speak; enduring the excruciating pain had exhausted all his strength.

The enhanced physique brought about by the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts allowed him to survive even with a ruptured heart.

"Tell me, I'll tell you!"

Yang Jian opened his mouth, and the next second he felt a metallic sweetness rising in his throat, and he couldn't help but spit out blood.

Upon hearing this, Su Daji withdrew the spiritual light from her fingers and released the activation of the Heart-Eating Curse: "You're quite resilient. Guess what it is, I'm listening."

She was confident of victory and certain that Yang Jian would never guess; he was simply in a playful mood.

The next moment, the excruciating pain suddenly disappeared.

Yang Jian was panting heavily, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. With each heartbeat, waves of pain reminded him that he had just brushed past death.

The lingering rusty taste in my mouth turned extremely bitter, like the taste of death.

Yang Jian's mind raced as he considered every possible identity Su Daji might have.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.

Yang Jian is still Yang Jian, so why can't Su Daji still be a fox spirit?

The eye on his forehead can become a strange demonic eye, which can make him stronger by absorbing the essence of living beings through killing.

It's not impossible for a fox spirit to break Nuwa's restrictions and bewitch all living beings.

Upon realizing this, Yang Jian suddenly understood.

The doubts that had been troubling him suddenly vanished.

Even though the world is different from what he thought, everything has its own pattern.

He, Yang Jian, is in his current predicament because he has not encountered the Jade Cauldron, but he is still Yang Jian.

The fate of the nine-tailed fox spirit Su Daji has taken a turn, but Su Daji can only be Su Daji.

Even though the numbers may change, the person remains the same, never having changed.

"I see! I see!"

Yang Jian burst into laughter.

Once he survives this ordeal, there is nowhere in the world he cannot go.

Startled by Yang Jian's sudden laughter, Su Daji's previously confident gaze suddenly turned panicked, and the candlelight reflected in her pupils was also blown by the wind.

Yang Jian looked at Su Daji, his smile unrestrained and arrogant: "I bet you're a nine-tailed fox demon."

He hastily wiped away the crimson blood dripping from his lips.

However, he didn't wipe it clean, leaving streaks of blood on his face, staining half of his face red, making him look extremely crazy.

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