35: Chapter 35 The Succubus Unleashes Her Power! Why is This Evil God Blushing?

Amidst the pink bewitching mist.

The originally ferocious and greedy-eyed black Evil God Clone was now frozen in mid-air, as if struck by an immobilization spell.

Its blood-red eyes, which had been staring fixedly at Yang Mi and Zhou Mingyue,

had, at some unknown moment, uncontrollably shifted to Su Yang.

As the Succubus Physique within Su Yang erupted with full force,

an invisible yet lethal attraction spread wildly from him as the center.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Evil God, Su Yang was simply like the most perfect work of art in this world, radiating endless temptation.

His slightly upturned lips, his eyes deep as an abyss, and even the unhurried motion of him adjusting his collar were filled with breathtaking charm.

“Gulp—”

A distinct sound of swallowing saliva actually came from the throat of that semi-transparent evil spirit.

The Evil God felt its Soul trembling.

It was a craving born from instinct, a hundred times stronger than the desire for women it had felt when alive!

“This... what is this feeling?”

The Evil God's originally arrogant voice became somewhat stuttering, and even carried a hint of... shyness?

“You... why are you so good-looking?”

“Good-looking?”

Su Yang hooked his lips into an evil, charming arc and took a step forward.

Just this single step caused the Evil God's Clone to shudder violently, subconsciously shrinking back, yet unable to resist the urge to draw closer.

“Didn't you say you wanted to engage in Dual Cultivation with me earlier?”

Su Yang's gaze was like a hook, staring straight at it.

“What? Are you chickening out now?”

“No... not chickening out...”

A strange red glow actually appeared on the Evil God's originally pitch-black Clone face.

It twisted and rubbed its hands, looking at Su Yang with dazed eyes.

“If it's this Daoist Master... this servant... it's not impossible...”

“Although this servant was a man when alive, since I have become a spirit body, things like gender... can be bypassed...”

“As long as the Daoist Master doesn't mind, this servant is willing to be the bottom...”

“Ugh—!!!”

Before Su Yang could react, Zhou Mingyue, who had been dazed beside him, heard this and immediately vomited a mouthful of bile, instantly waking up more than halfway.

“Holy crap! That's so disgusting!”

Su Yang's face also darkened, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

What kind of tiger-wolf words were these?!

Is the Succubus Physique this potent?

Can it even bend a male one?

“Get lost!”

Su Yang shouted angrily, his previous playfulness instantly turning into killing intent.

“I only like beautiful women! You gender-bending piece of trash, how dare you fantasize about me?”

“Go to hell!”

Boom!

Su Yang stopped wasting words and abruptly raised his right hand.

In his palm, the violent Yang Five Thunders instantly condensed into a dazzling thunderball.

“Five Thunders Orthodox Law: Palm Thunder!”

“Ah! Daoist Master, you're so fierce! I like— Ah!!!”

Before the Evil God could finish speaking, the thunderball slammed fiercely into its face.

Sizzle—!

The terrifying power of thunder exploded instantly.

That was the most rigid and Yang-aligned righteousness of heaven and earth.

It perfectly countered such evil filth refined from corpse oil and resentment.

“No!!! I don't want to die! I haven't tasted the Daoist Master yet...”

The Evil God let out one last desperate and perverted wail, and its entire Clone disintegrated in the thunderous light, turning into countless wisps of black smoke that dissipated.

Crack!

The black Buddha statue on the vanity also shattered, turning into fragments all over the table.

A foul-smelling black liquid flowed from the fragments; it was rancid corpse oil.

“Phew... how unlucky.”

Su Yang shook his hand in disgust, feeling like he had stepped in a pile of dog shit.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the Corpse Oil Evil God Clone, acting on behalf of Heaven!”

“Reward: 100 Points!”

“Reward: One [Peach Blossom Luck Talisman] (although you don't seem to need it).”

As the Evil God dissipated, the pink bewitching mist in the room also quickly dispersed.

“Umm...”

Yang Mi let out a moan, her originally dazed eyes gradually regaining clarity.

She shook her head, seeing the situation before her clearly.

Buddha statue fragments covered the floor, and a burnt smell lingered in the air.

And the man who had given her infinite sense of security was standing amidst the mess, his back straight as a mountain.

“Su... Master Su?”

Yang Mi felt her body go a bit weak.

Although the feeling of being dominated by desire had vanished, the body's memory remained.

She looked down at herself.

The neckline of her silk nightgown was wide open, barely covering her, and...

Earlier, she seemed to have been holding Su Yang tightly, and... rubbing against him?

“Ah!”

Yang Mi exclaimed, quickly covering her chest, her face flushed with shame.

“It's... it's alright now.”

Su Yang turned around, looking at the beautiful scenery of exposed skin before him, his mood instantly improving.

“That dirty thing has been cleared away by me.”

“However...”

Su Yang pointed to the fragments on the table flowing with black liquid.

“Although this thing is destroyed, the mark it left on you is still there, and the Yin Qi in this room has also entered your body.”

“If we don't treat it in time, I'm afraid there will be aftereffects.”

“Af-aftereffects?”

Yang Mi's face turned pale; ignoring her shame, she quickly scrambled off the bed and grabbed Su Yang's arm.

“Then what should I do? Master Su, please, you must help me cure it completely!”

“I... I don't want to live those days of constant fear anymore!”

“Rest assured, since I've taken the order, I will definitely be responsible until the end.”

Su Yang patted the back of her hand, his gaze sweeping over her long, slender legs.

“However, the following treatment might need to be... a bit more in-depth.”

“And it requires a quiet, undisturbed environment.”

“More in-depth?”

Yang Mi paused, then saw Su Yang's meaningful gaze and instantly understood.

Her face turned even redder, but there was no resistance in her eyes; instead, there was a hint of anticipation.

“Then... is the bathroom okay?”

“The bathtub there is very large... and the soundproofing is very good...”

Yang Mi's voice grew quieter and quieter, almost inaudible.

“Ahem!”

Just then, a heavy cough came from the side.

Zhou Mingyue crawled up from the floor, straightening her messy clothes while looking at Su Yang with a resentful gaze.

“Boss, am I... a bit redundant?”

“Should I go out first? Guard the door for you?”

Before Su Yang could speak, Yang Mi reacted first and quickly waved her hands.

“No... that's not what I meant! Little Sister Mingyue, don't misunderstand...”

“I just wanted to ask Master Su to help me exorcise the evil... really, just exorcism!”

Although the explanation was very weak, Yang Mi could only bite the bullet and say it.

“Alright.”

Su Yang interrupted her panic and glanced at Zhou Mingyue.

“Mingyue, turn off the livestream first. That part just now wasn't broadcast, right?”

“No, in that situation just now, how could I dare to broadcast? I would have been banned.” Zhou Mingyue shook her head.

“That's good.”

Su Yang nodded, then looked at Yang Mi.

“Young Miss Yang, since you are so sincere, let's go to the bathroom... ahem, for treatment.”

“Do I need to prepare anything? Like... essential oils or something?” Yang Mi asked in a low voice; this was what she had read in novels.

“No need for essential oils, just prepare hot water.”

Su Yang said solemnly, “I need to use a unique secret technique to help force the corpse poison and Yin Qi out of your body.”

“Mingyue, you stay outside and guard, don't let anyone in.”

“Oh...”

Zhou Mingyue pouted. Although she felt a bit sour in her heart, thinking that this was her boss's “work,” she could only obey.

...

Ten minutes later.

Inside the luxurious master bathroom, mist was rising.

The huge circular massage bathtub was filled with hot water, and a few rose petals were scattered on top.

Yang Mi was wrapped in a bath towel, standing by the bathtub, somewhat at a loss.

At this moment, she had shed all her disguises and defenses, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

“Su... Master Su, do I need to... take it all off?”

She blushed, not daring to look at Su Yang.

“Of course.”

Su Yang was testing the water temperature and said without turning his head.

“How can I force out the poison through clothes? If the poison gas gets blocked by the clothes and backflows to your heart, what then?”

“Oh... then I'll take it off...”

Yang Mi gritted her teeth and slowly untied the bath towel.

Splash—

The bath towel slid off.

A body that could be called perfect was revealed before Su Yang.

Where it should be thin, it was thin; where it should have meat... it really had meat!

Especially the waist that could be held in one's hands, and the proportion formed with her astonishing hip circumference, was simply a gift from the Creator.

Su Yang felt his nose heat up, and the Golden Core within his body began to spin wildly again.

“Get... get in.”

Su Yang's voice was a bit hoarse.

Yang Mi obediently stepped out with her long legs and climbed into the bathtub, the warm water instantly enveloping her body.

“Master, are you... getting in too?”

She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, looking at Su Yang with dazed eyes, extending an invitation.

Su Yang looked at the scenery looming in the water and hooked his lips.

“That goes without saying.”

“This kind of high-difficulty treatment must be... performed in close contact!”