165: Holy crap! What kind of new honey trap is this? They drag you into a dark room as soon as they meet you!

Su Chen shuddered, his mind clearing slightly from the cold.

He looked down.

A hand was gripping his own. It was so smooth and delicate it didn't seem mortal, as if meticulously carved from ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, without a single visible pore.

He looked up.

Beneath the veil, a pair of cold and aloof phoenix eyes stared straight at him. Deep within her gaze, there seemed to be a flicker of complex emotion he couldn't quite decipher.

Su Chen was completely dazed.

[What's the situation?]

[She just... went straight for the hands?]

[Is the Demonic Domain so open nowadays? No need for an opening line to hit on someone? Just getting physical as soon as we meet?]

[What is this? The latest version of a honey trap? Or is she a human trafficker who thinks I'm handsome and wants to kidnap me to some rich lady's manor to be her captive husband?]

[Wait, that's not right. Looking at her aura, she's cold and ethereal, not like someone in that line of work.]

A suspenseful drama was playing out wildly in Su Chen's mind.

Meanwhile, the surrounding demonic cultivators' eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Holy crap! Am I seeing things? That icy beauty, who looked like she'd kill anyone who touched her just a moment ago, is actually taking the initiative to grab that man's hand?"

"What's this guy's background? First, the Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect was head over heels for him, and now another even more top-tier ice Fairy is holding his hand in the street? Did he save the entire Demonic Domain in his past life?"

"I'm salty, I'm really salty! Why don't I ever run into such good luck? I'd be okay even if she broke one of my legs!"

Countless jealous gazes were practically boring holes into his body.

Ling Qingzhu, however, ignored everything around her.

In her world, only the man before her remained.

The moment her hand touched his skin, an indescribable shiver traveled from her fingertips through her entire body.

Is this... his temperature?

He seemed a bit different from the lazy, belly-black man who loved to tease people in the diary.

His wrist was firm, and his skin was warm, carrying a reassuring strength.

Ling Qingzhu felt her heart beating so fast it was about to jump out of her throat.

She forcibly suppressed the thousands of waves in her heart, maintaining her aloof persona as the "Cold Moon Immortal."

She couldn't reveal her identity here; that would bring him endless trouble.

She had to take him to a safe place.

A place... where there were only the two of them.

So, she applied a bit of force with her hand and, without a word, pulled Su Chen along.

Su Chen stumbled, nearly being pulled flat on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey! Beautiful! What are you doing? Kidnapping a man in broad daylight!" Su Chen shouted subconsciously.

He tried to struggle, only to find to his horror that within those seemingly fragile wrists hid a terrifying power that made his heart skip a beat, gripping him tightly.

[Holy crap! She's an expert!]

[This is bad, I'm really being kidnapped! I'm afraid my innocence won't be preserved today!]

Su Chen grew anxious and quickly cast a pleading look toward his two maids.

"Spring Flower! Qiuyue! Save me! Save me! Go call people from the Nine Nether Demonic Cult! Your Divine Son is being abducted!"

However, what answered him was a heartbreaking scene.

Spring Flower and Qiuyue just stood there, giving him a helpless "Good luck, Divine Son, we support you in spirit" expression.

Spring Flower's soft and cute little face even wore a hint of a gossipy auntie's smile, clearly enjoying the show.

As for Qiuyue, she expressionlessly pulled out a sparkling, obviously expensive high-definition recording Divine Stone from her Storage Pouch, aimed it at them, and began a comprehensive, no-dead-angle "live recording."

Su Chen: "..."

[Traitors! Two total traitors!]

[The face of my Everlasting Su Family is going to be completely lost because of you two today!]

[When I get back, if I don't win all your secret savings, my last name isn't Su!]

Su Chen roared inwardly, but his body honestly followed as Ling Qingzhu pulled him along, staging a "kidnapping" that shook the entire street amidst the shocked, jealous, and envious gazes of Ten Thousand Demon City.

Ling Qingzhu pulled him along with swift steps, quickly disappearing at the end of the street.

Leaving behind a group of demonic cultivators who hadn't yet recovered from their shock.

And... at a corner not far away, Hua Nongying, who had just come out of a stronghold and was prepared to implement Plan Seven—[The Tragic Past Resonance Tactic].

She was still holding a forged fake diary filled with a "history of blood and tears," preparing to "accidentally" drop it in front of Su Chen.

As a result, as soon as she poked her head out, she saw the entire process of Su Chen being forcibly "carried off" by another woman.

Holding the fake diary, Hua Nongying was petrified once again.

She felt like an imperial chef who had meticulously prepared a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, only for the Emperor to be lured away by a roadside spicy hot pot stall before even entering the palace gates.

"Who... who is that woman?"

Hua Nongying's teeth ground together with a clicking sound.

She could clearly sense the cold, pure, and innate nobility from that woman, an aura that a demonic woman like her, who specialized in the Path of Enchantment, was most jealous of and found hardest to imitate.

An unprecedented sense of crisis coiled around her heart like a venomous snake.

She realized she might have encountered a... truly high-level opponent!

A terrifying existence who was more direct, more brutal, and... more effective in the professional field of "stealing a man" than she was!

"No! I absolutely cannot let this go!"

A raging Battle Intent ignited in Hua Nongying's eyes.

She put away the fake diary, her figure flickering as she turned into a wisp of light smoke, silently following them.

She wanted to see exactly what the background of this unexpected intruder was!

...Inside an inn in Ten Thousand Demon City that looked relatively "clean."

This was exactly where Ling Qingzhu had checked in earlier.

She pulled Su Chen, rushing all the way to the top floor without any obstacles, and arrived at her own room.

With a "bang," the door was heavily shut.

Immediately after, Ling Qingzhu waved her jade hand, instantly setting up eighteen top-tier soundproof and defense barriers, turning the entire room into an isolated space cut off from the world.

Su Chen was made even more wary by this series of smooth, flowing operations.

[Holy crap, this proficiency—closing the door, locking it, setting up formations, all in one go! She's clearly a habitual offender!]

[What is she planning to do to me?]

[Rape then kill? Or kill then rape?]

[Calm down! Su Chen! You must calm down! You are a man with strength and trump cards! Don't panic! Even if I can't win, I can still run!]

While encouraging himself in his heart, Su Chen discreetly observed the room's layout, secretly calculating the best escape route.

He was already prepared; the moment the other party harbored ill intentions, he would immediately activate the Great Void Technique and traverse the Void Realm to flee.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, preserving his innocence was more important.

Ling Qingzhu only finally breathed a long sigh of relief after doing all this, and she let go of Su Chen's hand.

She turned around, her chest heaving slightly; clearly, her heart was also far from calm.

Looking at Su Chen's expression, which was as wary as a cat with its fur standing on end, a wave of apology and... an irrepressible sense of amusement suddenly surged in her heart.

[He... he seems to have been scared by me.]

[True, I was too impulsive just now.]

[But, seeing him look so nervous, he's... quite cute.]

Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath, knowing now was not the time for idle thoughts.

She had to reveal her identity as soon as possible to dispel his doubts.

She raised her hand, her fingertips pinching a corner of the veil.

Slowly, she peeled the thin veil off her face.

A face of peerless coldness, enough to make the sun and moon lose their luster and the world pale in comparison, crashed into Su Chen's vision without reservation.

In that instant, Su Chen's pupils shrunk to pinpricks.

His whole body froze in place as if struck head-on by the Divine Thunder of the Nine Heavens.

His brain went blank.

[I... Holy crap!]

[Ling... Ling Qingzhu?!]

[Yaochi Saintess Ling Qingzhu?!]

[How could she be here?]

[How could she be dressed like a demonic enchantress?]

[She just... kidnapped me?]

Countless giant question marks, like ten thousand prehistoric alpacas, galloped wildly through his mind, instantly drowning out all his reason.

This plot... is too damn exciting!