223: Chapter 223 The Out-of-Control Billionaire CEO: Is the Master of the Immortal Palace a Pervert?

Strands of pink mist drifted slowly out from the gaps in the purple-gold doors.

The mist looked soft, yet it carried a strange, peculiar sweetness. It smelled like ripe peaches mixed with some unknown, expensive spice; one whiff was enough to make a person feel weak all over.

"So fragrant…"

The first to be affected was Qin Xueji, who had no cultivation.

Just moments ago, she had been clutching the corner of Su Yang's clothes in fear, but after inhaling only a tiny bit of this pink mist, her cold, beautiful face flushed a visible, deep red.

Her originally clear, cold eyes now seemed covered by a layer of mist, becoming blurred and sultry.

"Boss… I'm so hot…"

Qin Xueji's breathing became extremely rapid, her chest heaving violently. She uncontrollably let go of Su Yang's clothes and instead threw her arms around his neck, pressing her scorching body tightly against him.

Not only that, she even used her fair, slender hands—usually used to sign billion-dollar contracts—to frantically tug at the tight white shirt she was wearing.

"Rip!"

The shirt, which had already lost a button, was pulled open by her, exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin to the air. The black lace bra could not contain her astonishing fullness, and the deep cleavage pressed directly onto Su Yang's chest, rubbing against him incessantly.

"Damn, your reaction is a bit too intense."

Su Yang paused for a moment before quickly reaching out to wrap his arm around her slender, willow-like waist to prevent her from sliding to the floor.

Qin Xueji had completely lost her reason by now. She stood on her tiptoes, her red lips slightly parted, and actually tried to kiss Su Yang's mouth, murmuring sounds that made one's bones melt.

It wasn't just Qin Xueji.

Mary, standing nearby, also started acting strangely.

A Vampire's body temperature is naturally low, but Mary felt as if a wicked fire was burning inside her. The bat wings on her back drooped weakly, and her entire body leaned limply against Su Yang's back.

"Boss… Mary feels so uncomfortable… It feels like bugs are crawling inside my body…"

Mary was wearing a deep V-neck jumpsuit, her incredibly hot figure twisting as she wrapped her fair, glowing long legs tightly around Su Yang's legs. Her scarlet eyes, usually devoid of anything but bloodlust, were now filled with unmasked, wild lust.

Even Chu Ling, who had just reshaped her true body, was blushing, her legs weak as she leaned against the white jade railing nearby.

She clutched the hem of her ice-blue dress tightly, struggling to suppress the strange and intense impulse within her, biting her lower lip as she looked at Su Yang with resentful eyes.

"Husband, be careful! Hold your breath!"

The only person in the entire group who remained clear-headed was Bai Li.

As a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, the Qingqiu Fox Clan were the original ancestors of playing with charm and lust. The moment the pink mist appeared, her noble Nine-Tailed Bloodline automatically isolated it.

Bai Li waved her long sleeves, and a purple demonic energy formed a barrier, blocking it in front of the group.

"This is the 'Miasma of the Six Desires of the Mortal World' from the ancient era! It is specifically designed to stir up the most primitive desires within a living being. A Mortal would become a slave to lust after one breath, and even a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage would suffer Qi Deviation if they inhaled too much!"

Bai Li looked at the two women clinging to Su Yang, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"A dignified Kunlun Immortal Palace, and they put this kind of trash aphrodisiac at the entrance of the main hall?"

Su Yang was left speechless.

He had thought the main hall was hiding some peerless Vicious Beast or an ancient killing Formation, but after all that, the master of this Immortal Palace was just an old pervert?

"Alright, stop rubbing."

Su Yang looked at Qin Xueji in his arms, who was nearly tearing her clothes apart, and pinched her chin with one hand.

"Boom!"

A tyrannical Pure Yang True Fire erupted from within Su Yang's body.

This Pure Yang True Fire was the nemesis of all evil spirits and miasma. The golden flames formed a shield over a meter high around Su Yang, instantly burning the surrounding pink mist to nothingness.

Immediately after, Su Yang tapped a strand of gentle Pure Yang Spiritual Qi onto the center of Qin Xueji's forehead with his finger.

"Ugh…"

Qin Xueji shuddered, the blurriness in her eyes instantly dissipating as she regained clarity.

When she saw her current posture, a "boom" went off in the mind of this billionaire CEO, as if a nuclear bomb had detonated.

She was hanging with most of her body on Su Yang, her white shirt was torn to shreds by her own hands, her black lace bra was largely exposed, and even her pencil skirt had rolled up to the top of her thighs—she was practically straddling him!

"Bo… Boss… I… I just now…"

Qin Xueji was so ashamed her face turned beet red, tears welling up in her eyes. She scrambled down from Su Yang, covering her exposed chest tightly, wishing she could jump off these nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

"You were quite enthusiastic just now." Su Yang smirked.

"Ah!" Qin Xueji was mortified and turned away, not daring to look at anyone.

Su Yang did the same for Mary and Chu Ling, tapping their foreheads with his finger and using his Pure Yang True Qi to help them dispel the "Miasma of the Six Desires of the Mortal World" within them.

"This damn mist is so annoying, this Young Miss almost pounced on the boss." Mary, having regained her senses, wasn't shy at all; instead, she licked her lips with lingering desire.

Chu Ling, blushing, silently straightened her skirt and obediently stood back behind Su Yang.

"I want to see exactly what kind of indecent place this is inside."

Su Yang walked up to the purple-gold doors.

He didn't use any Spells, instead raising his right foot and, carrying violent Pure Yang True Qi, kicked hard at the gap in the doors!

"Bang!!!"

With a loud crash, the hundred-meter-tall purple-gold doors were violently kicked open by Su Yang's kick.

The doors slammed heavily against the walls on both sides, emitting a deafening echo.

The scene inside was revealed to everyone without reservation.

However, when they saw the situation inside the main hall, not only Su Yang, but even the knowledgeable Bai Li was stunned.

This was not a solemn and dignified Immortal hall at all!

The entire hall was as large as several football fields, and the dome was embedded with thousands of pink night-pearls the size of fists, illuminating the entire hall with an ambiguous pink tone.

The floor of the hall was not white jade, but covered with a thick red carpet woven from the fur of an unknown Yao Beast, feeling soft and fluffy underfoot.

On both sides of the hall, there were dozens of extremely explicit Dual Cultivation stone statues.

"This… the master of this Immortal Palace really is a lecherous ghost!"

Mary stared at the stone statues with wide eyes.

In the very center of the hall, there was a huge circular white jade pool. The pool was not filled with water, but with a full pool of amber liquid that emitted a rich aroma of wine mixed with Spiritual Qi.

A wine pool!

In the center of the wine pool, there was a huge carved warm jade bed over ten meters long and wide. Red translucent gauze curtains hung around the large bed, swaying without wind, and the pink mist from earlier was drifting out from the bronze incense burners at the four corners of the bed.

"A pool of wine and a forest of meat, this is."

Su Yang walked in with his hands in his pockets, his gaze locked directly onto the huge jade bed in the center of the pool.

Through the red translucent gauze, one could vaguely see a person lying on the jade bed.

"Husband, be careful of traps." Bai Li followed closely, her nine fox tails standing up alertly behind her.

"Whoever could set up this kind of Formation must have been at least a powerful figure of the Hehuan Sect above the Soul Transformation Stage during their lifetime. Although countless epochs have passed, these evil Cultivators are most adept at Possession and Rebirth."

"A powerful figure of the Hehuan Sect? Then I have to see what they look like."

Su Yang was fearless and walked straight to the edge of the wine pool, tapping his toes lightly on the white jade edge.

He drifted over the dozen-meter-wide wine pool like a feather without weight, landing steadily on the huge warm jade bed.

He raised his hand and tore open the cumbersome red gauze curtains.

The curtains fell.

After seeing the scene on the bed, Su Yang's breathing suddenly hitched.

On the huge jade bed, there was no fierce old monster, nor were there any withered bones.

A woman was lying there quietly.

A woman so beautiful it felt completely unreal!

She seemed to be in a state of deep slumber or Seal, her skin as white as the finest mutton-fat jade, faintly emitting a lustrous immortal light.

The most fatal thing was her attire.

She was draped only in a layer of red gauze as thin as a cicada's wing. That gauze was even more seductive than wearing nothing, perfectly outlining her exaggerated, incredibly hot curves. Whether it was that towering magnificence, the slender waist that could not be spanned by a hand, or that pair of straight, long, peerless beautiful legs, everything reached the limit of human aesthetics.

Her hands were folded over her flat lower abdomen.

And in the palm of her hand, she was quietly holding a palm-sized, pitch-black fragment covered in strange, dark red patterns!

It was the third fragment of the Ascension Jade Plate!

"So the fragment is in her hands."

Su Yang narrowed his eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, wanting to take the black fragment directly.

Just as Su Yang's fingertips were about to touch the woman's palm.

The beautiful woman lying on the bed, her long, narrow eyes—which had been closed for who knows how many epochs—opened suddenly without warning!