Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 184 - 184 180 Fuxiang_2

184: Chapter 180 Fuxiang_2 184: Chapter 180 Fuxiang_2 Lu Chuan gave him a glance and said, “The phrase ‘no fight, no acquaintance’ doesn’t quite apply here.”

Xu Shaoming, puzzled, asked, “Why not?”

Lu Chuan said, “I haven’t fought with you; you’re the one who’s been taking a beating one-sidedly.”

Xu Shaoming’s expression stiffened, and he squeezed out an awkward smile, saying, “Yes, yes, I’m the one getting beaten.

My words were indeed inappropriate.”

Before long, the group arrived at the entrance of a teahouse.

Just looking at the decor and layout, one could tell it was a place for the wealthy to spend money, not somewhere ordinary people would come casually.

When they arrived, Lu Chuan had already observed that the Censorate Department was indeed a few hundred meters away.

If the Xu family really intended to make a move, it would surely alert the Censorate Department, and no matter how powerful the Xu family was, they could not afford to disregard its authority.

But Lu Chuan didn’t believe Xu Shaoming would truly hand over those thirty herbs obediently; they were likely planning to deal with him in some other way.

Xu Shaoming led Lu Chuan into the teahouse, while several bodyguards remained outside.

As soon as he entered, Lu Chuan smelled a faint fragrance that was refreshing to the soul.

To prevent the fragrance from being poisonous, he took out a Hundred Cure Pill and swallowed it.

Xu Shaoming led Lu Chuan to the door of a private room, gestured for him to enter, “Please, come in.”

Lu Chuan peered inside, saw nothing amiss, and walked in.

Seeing this, Xu Shaoming’s face revealed a sinister smile, and he called out, “Female immortal, I have brought the man.

Please make your move; I shall not disturb you!”

After speaking, he hurriedly closed the door of the private room, turned, and ran out of the teahouse.

“You all stay here and guard.

No matter what happens inside or what noises you hear, no one is allowed in, understood?” Xu Shaoming commanded the six bodyguards.

“Yes!”

Xu Shaoming nodded in satisfaction, his smile lingering as he left the place.

“Lu Chuan, once you become the female immortal’s slave, I will surely avenge the beating you gave me!”

Inside the private room.

Lu Chuan, seeing Xu Shaoming lock him inside, frowned and immediately became vigilant, “I knew this kid was up to no good!”

He turned his head to look around, but didn’t find anything unusual about the tea room.

Just then, he suddenly felt a unique presence behind him and quickly turned around.

There, as if out of nowhere, appeared a seductively poised woman, wearing a loose robe that revealed her fragrant shoulders and snow-white long legs, which the garment could not fully cover.

This woman’s eyes were enticing, her laziness tinged with desire, making one want to fall into temptation at a glance.

“Who are you!” Lu Chuan asked, looking at the woman with full vigilance.

She was too provocative; just looking at her a few times made the dragon’s yang power within him start to surge violently.

The woman’s lips curled into a smile, saying, “They call me the female immortal, but my name is Fuxiang.”

“And very soon, I will become your master…”

Lu Chuan, tortured by the dragon’s yang power and covered in a cold sweat, clenched his teeth and said, “You demoness, I advise you to leave this place quickly, otherwise I can’t guarantee what I might do to you!”

Fuxiang displayed a playful smirk on her face, “Oh…

how did you know I was a demoness?”

Then she gently blew a breath at Lu Chuan, and a pink mist appeared, enveloping his face.

Lu Chuan only felt his head spin, and then the world around him began to whirl and transform.

After a while, his vision returned to normal, and he found himself in the boudoir of an ancient young lady.

The room was arranged as if for a wedding, with candles lit on the table, the lighting casting an ambiguous glow, while Fuxiang was reclining on the bed, her posture seductive as she looked at Lu Chuan.

“Is this an illusion?” Lu Chuan immediately tried to use his techniques to break the illusion before his eyes.

But to his surprise, ropes had been bound around him, controlling his hands and feet, and the power within his body was also suppressed.

All except for the dragon’s yang power.

“Don’t bother wasting your energy, actually, this is the real appearance of the tea room, what you saw before was the illusion, I prefer this style.

A beauty sleeping on the couch, what do you think?” Fuxiang said with a smile, her mature voice soul-stirring.

Lu Chuan could not use his Spiritual Power, and the dragon’s yang power within his body could hardly be suppressed, already teetering on the edge of losing control, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

And there on the bed was such a seductive woman; all he wanted was to pounce on her and ravish her completely.

“So what do you want to do?

Sleep with me?

If that’s the case, please hurry up, I…

I can’t take it much longer,” Lu Chuan said through clenched teeth.

Fuxiang’s expression turned cold, “Sleep with you?

You sure think highly of yourself.

Though I possess a natural charm and cultivate the Enchantment Technique, there isn’t a man born yet who is worthy of my attention!”

She rose from the bed and walked gracefully towards Lu Chuan, laughed, and said, “I brought you here to make you my slave.”

“Don’t worry, my Enchantment Technique is well-developed, it will only cost some Mana to make you willingly my slave, very quickly.”

After speaking, she stretched out her hand towards Lu Chuan and released a strange power.

Lu Chuan felt his mind being drawn in, slowly developing a fondness for this beautiful woman— an urge to kneel under her pomegranate skirt and become her bootlicker for life.

At the same time, he also sensed the breath contained within the power that Fuxiang was emanating.

Demonic aura!

This woman, capable of enchanting all beings, truly was a cultivated demon!

“Who would have thought that there were demons on Earth that have cultivated into human form; but she’s really beautiful, so provocative, I…

I’m about to lose control!”

The dragon’s yang power inside Lu Chuan was about to go out of control.

But he was also about to have his mind controlled by Fuxiang, turned into a slave.

Just at that moment, the wooden token inside Lu Chuan’s clothes suddenly flashed and flew out, absorbing all the demonic power released by Fuxiang.

Fuxiang’s complexion changed, and she immediately tried to retract her power, but to her astonishment, she found that the power within her was beyond control, all rushing toward the wooden token.

“You…

what is this thing!

I…

I have cultivated for so long and all my power is being absorbed, make it stop!”

Her voice trembled, paradoxically inciting even more lascivious thoughts.

Boom!

The dragon’s yang power within Lu Chuan completely lost control, his consciousness filled with desire.

He lifted his head, his eyes now animalistic as he looked at Fuxiang, licked his lips, and revealed a smile like an evil demon.