The silence that followed was dense and suffocating, laden with an almost tangible tension. The nine women remained lined up, their auras intertwining and forming a subtle pressure in the air, yet none of them dared to act recklessly. Before that man, they all shared the same silent awareness: they were like fragile candles before a hurricane.
The minutes dragged by slowly, each second heavier than the last. Qing Ying kept her head slightly lowered, her delicate fingers discreetly pressing against the folds of her dress. Ye Li maintained her elegant posture, though a faint glimmer of unease flickered across her violet eyes. The twins, Jie Ling and Jie Xin, remained perfectly synchronized, even in their breathing. Yao Die, Lan Ting, Hua Jin, Yu Wu, and Nanhuang Chanyi also stayed completely silent, not daring to break that oppressive atmosphere.
But gradually, the pressure and terror they felt began to be smothered by a growing wave of shock, confusion, and other emotions that were difficult to define. As their gazes adjusted, an unavoidable realization began to take shape: Ren Zu was a man so absurdly handsome that mere words were insufficient to describe him.
How could something like this exist?
He was even more impressive than anyone they had ever seen...
Without a doubt, he was the most handsome man in all of the Primordial Chaos.
At that moment, an absurd thought even emerged in their minds: even if they gathered the beauty of every man that existed within the Primordial Chaos, it still would not come close to his.
It was a difference that could not be measured in simple terms of appearance; he was literally perfect....
As the Witches became increasingly captivated by the figure of the perfect man before their eyes, a new presence silently emerged, like a poisonous flower blooming in the depths of darkness. The space at the center of the floating island rippled gently, spreading delicate distortions through the air. Then, a feminine figure slowly began to materialize. Her appearance was graceful and silent, yet she carried an aura so dominant that it drew the attention of everyone around her almost instantly.
It was none other than Chi Wuyao, the legendary Devil Queen.
The moment she appeared, Ren Zu turned his gaze directly toward her, maintaining the same calmness as always. A curious gleam appeared deep within his blood-red pupils.
Chi Wuyao was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the entire Northern Divine Region. This was something that practically every living creature in that region knew, and no one had ever truly dared to dispute such a fact. Therefore, he held a slight expectation to see her in person.
As the black mist surrounding her slowly dissipated, a face of mesmerizing beauty was revealed before him. By the perfection of her features alone, she would already be considered an unparalleled beauty in any corner of the God Realm. However, what truly made her unique was not merely her appearance, but the irresistible aura that emanated from every gesture. Her delicately arched brows and phoenix eyes carried a natural seduction capable of capturing anyone's attention. The deep black irises within her eyes seemed to conceal endless mysteries, as dark as the deepest night sky, yet at the same time filled with a fascination impossible to ignore. Her long eyelashes cast soft shadows over her eyelids, making her gaze even more alluring. Framing that face of almost unreal perfection, long black hair flowed down her back like a cascade of dark silk. Every strand seemed to possess a glow of its own, subtly reflecting the surrounding light and further accentuating her mysterious and domineering aura. Her moist, rosy lips possessed a charm difficult to describe with words. A single glimpse was enough to make a man's resolve waver while an intense and uncontrollable desire ignited within his heart....
When his gaze lowered slightly further, he noticed that she wore a simple black robe without excessive adornments, yet it seemed to enhance her figure even more. The fabric wrapped around her body elegantly, displaying both her breasts and every seductive curve of her body. She stood there silently, motionless like an empress observing her kingdom. Her breasts rose and fell gently with the rhythm of her breathing, creating a sight as seductive as it was mesmerizing. It was at that moment that Ren Zu finally understood, for the first time in his life, the true meaning of the words "devilish countenance."
He had met countless extraordinary women throughout his life. His own wives possessed incomparable beauty. Even so, he had to admit that Chi Wuyao was a beauty from another world. Her beauty possessed something unreal, as though it had surpassed the limits of what should exist in the mortal world. Every detail of her figure, from her flawless skin to her naturally elegant and majestic posture, exuded a fascination difficult to ignore. It was as if she were the very embodiment of temptation, charm, and seduction, an existence capable of capturing one's gaze and holding anyone's attention with a mere glimpse of her figure.....
Unlike him, who maintained a calm and indifferent expression, Chi Wuyao froze completely the moment her eyes landed on the young man before her.
For a brief moment, her mind went blank.
That face possessed features so perfect that they seemed to have been carefully sculpted by the heavens themselves. It was a beauty that transcended ordinary descriptions to the point where words seemed insufficient to portray it properly. His long white hair, pure as freshly fallen snow, flowed gently down his back, creating a striking contrast with his deep red eyes that shone like rubies immersed in immortal blood. His gaze was as intense as it was captivating, resembling stars glittering in an endless night sky.
However, it was not only his appearance that drew attention. There was something more. An indescribable aura enveloped his entire being, a naturally dominant and irresistible presence that seemed to attract everything around him. His body exuded a magnetic charm impossible to ignore, as though every movement, every gesture, and every expression carried an innate attraction. Any living creature who gazed upon him would find it difficult to look away, feeling involuntarily drawn toward that figure who seemed to embody beauty, perfection, and majesty within a single existence.
Chi Wuyao felt her heart accelerate in a way she had never experienced before. The beats echoed in her ears, rapid and intense, threatening to shatter the impeccable composure she had maintained throughout her entire life. Even so, she regained control with astonishing speed. Only a faint blush upon her cheeks betrayed the turmoil hidden beneath her serene expression.
When she finally spoke, her voice sounded as enchanting as it was dangerous. It was soft and velvety, carrying a natural seduction that seemed to touch directly upon the soul of whoever heard it. Every syllable flowed like a hypnotic melody, delicate and irresistible, a voice capable of disarming reason and making even the most powerful lower their guard before her.
"This Queen sincerely apologizes for the delay, Venerable Fierce Demon..." she murmured, a faint smile upon her lips. Her voice carried refined elegance and an almost supernatural charm. "It is not every day that we receive someone of your stature. I wished to prepare properly... so as not to disappoint such an extraordinary man."
The moment her words ceased, the nine Witches knelt in perfect unison, bowing with absolute respect before her.
"Greetings, Mistress!"
Chi Wuyao gently nodded toward her subordinates, but her eyes never left Ren Zu.
"I hope my witches have not displeased the Venerable..." she said as a subtle smile appeared on her red lips. There was curiosity, interest, and a touch of provocation hidden within her gaze.
Ren Zu merely shook his head. His expression remained calm and indifferent, as though nothing in this world could disturb him.
"Do not worry," he replied calmly. "They did not displease me."
Chi Wuyao smiled softly, her dark eyes shining with increasingly intense interest.
"Then I am relieved. If the Venerable permits it, may we continue our conversation in a more... private place?"
Ren Zu simply nodded, his expression still serene.
"Of course, let us go...."
Chi Wuyao turned gracefully, casting a brief and cold glance toward her nine Witches.
"You may withdraw."
The nine Witches responded in unison, still kneeling:
"As the Queen commands."
Without daring to raise their heads, all of them quickly disappeared from the area, leaving only the two of them behind.
Chi Wuyao then began to walk, her striking curves swaying gently with every step as she guided Ren Zu toward a more secluded part of the floating island. Soon they arrived at a luxurious and elegant pavilion, entirely black and decorated with exquisite details. At its center stood a table of dark jade and two chairs. Several bottles of spiritual wine and goblets had already been arranged upon the table.
She stopped beside the table and turned toward him, her voice once again carrying that dangerous seduction:
"For this kind of negotiation, it is always good to have a fine drink to accompany it. I hope the Venerable does not mind."
Ren Zu nodded without saying anything and calmly sat down in one of the chairs.
Chi Wuyao sat elegantly in the chair opposite him, crossing her legs naturally. The black robe shifted slightly, revealing more of her flawless white skin. She poured wine into both goblets with graceful movements, then raised her own and looked directly at him, her eyes gleaming with desire and curiosity.
"So... what brings the famous Venerable Fierce Demon to my humble Soul-Stealing Kingdom?"
She took a small sip, never once taking her eyes off his perfect face.
Ren Zu raised his goblet with calm and precise movements, the dark liquid briefly reflecting the crimson glow of his eyes. He took a slow sip, unhurried, as though the refined flavor were merely an insignificant detail amidst that conversation.
"I came to seek the surrender of the Soul-Stealing Kingdom..." he said, his deep and indifferent voice echoing like an unshakable law throughout the silent pavilion. "But you should already know that."
Chi Wuyao observed his every movement over the rim of her own goblet. A slow and enchanting smile curved her red lips, carrying mystery and faint amusement.
"Naturally," she replied, her velvety voice gliding through the air like black silk. "This Queen has been prepared for the arrival of the Venerable Fierce Demon ever since the first rumors of your existence reached my ears...."
She leaned slightly forward, the black robe following the movement and revealing more of the generous curve of her breasts. The smile remained, but genuine respect lay behind it, something rare for someone like Chi Wuyao.
"Indeed, the rumors regarding your strength were true. Not even I, with eyes honed over countless years, can discern the level of your profound strength. It is like gazing into a bottomless abyss... dark, unfathomable, and infinitely dangerous." Her voice lowered, becoming almost a seductive whisper. "But I can say with certainty: the Venerable could kill me with a mere touch of your hand... and destroy the entire Soul-Stealing Kingdom without the slightest effort."
Ren Zu raised an eyebrow, the subtle gesture contrasting with the flawless perfection of his face. A faint glimmer of interest appeared in his red eyes.
"You have good intuition..." he commented calmly, neither denying nor confirming her words, as though such statements were far too obvious to warrant further emphasis. He rotated the goblet between his fingers, watching the liquid dance within.
Chi Wuyao let out a low and melodious laugh, a soft and captivating sound that echoed through the pavilion like enchanting music. Resting against the arm of her throne, she supported her delicate chin with one hand while slightly tilting her head. The movement caused her long black hair to spill over one shoulder like a cascade of dark silk, revealing the elegant line of her jade-like neck.
"The Soul-Stealing Kingdom is mine," she said calmly. "I built it with blood, sweat, and countless efforts. Surrendering it is not a decision that can be made lightly."
She paused briefly, her black eyes remaining fixed upon Ren Zu.
"But..." A mysterious smile blossomed upon her lips. "Before someone like you, resistance would be nothing more than a display of futile stubbornness. However, this Queen believes there is an even better alternative for the Venerable Demon. There is something else that this Queen can offer to make this... surrender... far more interesting. What does the Venerable think of that idea?"
"Oh? And what would that be?" Ren Zu raised an eyebrow, curious to know what plans the famous Devil Queen had in mind....