Chapter 723: A Disastrous Defeat of Seduction

Turning the corner, a mysterious iron puppet appeared abruptly.

Ning Zhuo did not hesitate, directly charging, launching a fierce attack on it, and soon destroyed it, making it unusable.

He had done this five times already.

When truly in competition, he certainly would not have the capacity to share jade slips as before.

"Strange, why do I only see mysterious iron puppets, where are the others?" Ning Zhuo felt strange.

Che Zhuzi became more silent the more he watched.

Ning Zhuo was one step ahead, and step by step, his lead grew larger and larger, leaving the second place far behind.

The unlucky ones were those cultivators walking behind Ning Zhuo; they explored bitterly, only to see paralyzed mysterious iron puppets one after another.

"Damn it, another broken one!"

"Which wicked ghost did this?!"

"Don't let me find him; if I find him, I will definitely kill him!"

It was really too infuriating.

This maze was quite complex, and the hanging threads and control threads shuttled through it, constantly consuming the cultivators’ spiritual sense and magic power; this was already a very hard thing.

As a result, after working hard for a long time, just as they saw hope, it turned into disappointment. "Damn it, damn it, you bunch of trash!" The Spider-Silk Lady subconsciously clenched her fists, wishing she could go down herself and block Ning Zhuo.

Following this trend, Ning Zhuo would enter the center of the maze, the final duel location, without damage.

Compared to his ease, other cultivators would frequently encounter each other halfway, rub violently, consume each other, and there was no lack of results of perishing together.

Ning Zhuo rested while others worked; by the time of the final duel, he would definitely occupy a huge advantage.

This was not what the Spider-Silk Lady wanted to see.

She gritted her teeth secretly: "Can't let Ning Zhuo be too relaxed. The more difficult he is, the greater the chance I have to succeed."

Thinking of this, she swayed her waist and walked gracefully to Che Zhuzi’s side, hugging the latter’s sturdy arm and rubbing it into her breasts.

"Brother Che."

"This is not fun at all."

"First place is almost him; there is no fun at all."

"I want to see him fight with all his might, I want to see his wolf-like appearance, otherwise how can it show the difficulty of your small trial, Brother Che?"

"What if this big-headed kid succeeds in passing the trial and goes out to talk everywhere that your 'Cloud-Raising Small Trial' is too simple? Where would that put your face, Brother?"

The Spider-Silk Lady’s eyes were like silk, and she spoke in a coquettish voice.

Che Zhuzi immediately showed a look of being captivated, reached out and patted the Spider-Silk Lady’s hand: "Good, good, good, if you want to see it happily, Brother will follow you."

Saying that, he waved his big hand, and the maze changed drastically. Countless walls began to move, and Ning Zhuo hurriedly controlled the mysterious iron puppet to avoid them, becoming flustered for a while.

Others were in worse situations than him.

Some were manipulating mysterious iron puppets to fight, but were severely interfered with, and the entire battle situation was overturned!

The drastic change in the maze soon ended.

The new pattern was very different from before; Ning Zhuo was originally closest to the center, but now the center position of the maze had changed directly.

In this way, there were immediately more than a dozen cultivators who were not far from Ning Zhuo.

And on the path near Ning Zhuo, there were still many cultivators manipulating mysterious iron puppets, also groping around.

Thus, Ning Zhuo encountered the first, second, and third opponents. "Finally met a living person!" He focused all his attention and fought with all his might.

Because he only relied on one void hanging thread, this led to many of his control abilities being unable to be exerted.

This led to the control power of both sides of the battle being very close, and the encounter battle often evolved into a battle of attrition.

After defeating the third opponent, the surface of the mysterious iron puppet controlled by Ning Zhuo was already pitted.

"This won't work!"

"The mysterious iron puppet is almost one piece; I am not in the maze, and relying only on the hanging threads and puppets on hand, I simply cannot dismantle other puppets. In this way, I simply cannot increase or decrease or replenish parts."

"Wait a minute..."

A flash of brilliance passed through Ning Zhuo’s eyes; at this moment, he realized Che Zhuzi’s purpose.

Thus, in the confrontation with the fourth opponent, Ning Zhuo first confronted head-on; every move was upright and rigid, straight in and straight out, with traces to follow.

"Opportunity!" Ning Zhuo shouted in his heart, suddenly seizing the opportunity he had been waiting for, and controlled the mysterious iron puppet to slide and shovel, coming to the opponent’s back.

Then, the puppet reached out, grabbed the hanging thread behind the opponent, and tore it off directly.

Without control, the opponent immediately revealed a huge flaw and was punched hard several times, and the entire back was dented with several fist marks.

But soon, the opponent’s hanging thread bypassed Ning Zhuo’s mysterious iron puppet and reconnected.

Ning Zhuo then attacked the hanging thread again.

But this time, the opponent was prepared; when the attack came, he suddenly let the corresponding piece of spider silk travel through the void and disappear from reality.

Ning Zhuo missed, but was not angry at all.

He continued to attack.

After changing his tactical goal, his eyes seemed to suddenly open up.

The opponent had to strictly protect his own spider silk, gradually becoming left-handed and right-handed, attacking less and defending more.

Che Zhuzi always kept an eye on Ning Zhuo, and seeing this, he thought: "Both of these two are novices using void spider silk, but clearly the big-headed junior has better comprehension. His use of void spider silk is more spiritual."

The Spider-Silk Lady kept paying attention to Ning Zhuo, and her heart became more and more happy.

"According to his current state, he definitely won't go far."

"Unless he gets a new, intact mysterious iron puppet."

"Hehehe, great, the last intact puppet has already been taken by someone."

"Ning Zhuo, you are destined to fall into a bitter battle; the top ten may not have you!"

The worse Ning Zhuo’s situation, the happier the Spider-Silk Lady was. This meant the greater the chance she had to succeed.

Ning Zhuo controlled the mysterious iron puppet to suddenly squat down and kick out violently.

The opponent was caught off guard, the right knee of the puppet was kicked outward, and the entire puppet fell to the ground.

"Finished!" The manipulating cultivator felt as if his heart was dead.

But he waited a long time for Ning Zhuo’s winning blow, which did not come.

He hurriedly supported himself with his left leg, barely stood up, and saw Ning Zhuo controlling the mysterious iron puppet to retreat a few steps actively.

"Could this person be a fool, planning to let me go?" A bizarre thought sprouted in the cultivator's mind.

As a result, the next moment, Ning Zhuo attacked again.

After several rounds of offense and defense, the cultivator was knocked to the ground again.

"Finished!" He gritted his teeth, just about to accept the bitter fruit of failure, but Ning Zhuo’s attack did not arrive for a long time.

The cultivator controlled the mysterious iron puppet to stand up, and saw the opponent retreat actively again, quietly watching him stand up.

"Could this person want to subdue me and join forces with me?" The cultivator suddenly thought of this point, hurriedly waved his hand, and made a gesture, indicating that he understood.

"Join forces, I am willing to join forces with you!" He expressed his stance crazily, but was met with Ning Zhuo’s attack again.

Bang bang bang...

Falling to the ground, climbing up to fight again, falling to the ground, climbing up to fight again...

"What exactly do you want to do?!" The cultivator was tortured until he was a bit crazy.

He felt humiliated and was so angry that he wanted to withdraw actively, but was reluctant to give up the cost he had invested.

Buying void spider silk was really a huge expense.

"This guy—" Che Zhuzi and the Spider-Silk Lady, who looked at the overall situation, both knew the reason.

The two looked at Ning Zhuo with a bit of a daze.

Ning Zhuo’s hair was tied with a hemp rope, constantly pulling upward. The wooden awl in his hand repeatedly stabbed his thigh.

Hanging his head from the beam, stabbing his thigh with an awl!

Actual combat was also good material for learning!

Ning Zhuo deliberately left the opponent, just to use him as a practice object, constantly doing problems, deepening his control over void spider silk, and his familiarity with mysterious iron puppets.

His progress was visible to the naked eye.

"This junior has a set." Che Zhuzi sighed.

The Spider-Silk Lady had a trace of solemnity on her face, and was also sighing: "No wonder Ban Ji wants to deal with this person. This kind of temperament, and such a clear understanding of the situation—if he really grows up, the future is unpredictable."

"Fortunately, next, you have no future."

Thinking that Ning Zhuo would fall into her hands in a while, unable to seek life or death, the Spider-Silk Lady became so excited that her face flushed.

The more excellent Ning Zhuo performed, the more sense of achievement the Spider-Silk Lady would have after capturing Ning Zhuo.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, is that okay?!" Ning Zhuo’s opponent finally couldn't take it anymore, the hanging thread actively left the mysterious iron puppet and retreated all the way.

Ning Zhuo gained a lot and continued to look for the next opponent.

After doing the same thing several times, Ning Zhuo actively stopped.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his face was solemn, and he controlled the void hanging thread with all his might. Anyone who saw his expression could guess his predicament.

"Using it for practice and learning, although it allowed my use of void spider silk to go up at least two levels. But—"

"The state of the mysterious iron puppet has also become much worse."

Ning Zhuo realized that he couldn't go on like this.

The later the learning, the less obvious the gains. This is easy to understand; it is easy to improve from zero to sixty points.

But it is much more difficult to improve from eighty to ninety points.

And these were all realized through actual combat, and the upper limit itself was low.

There was nothing to rest, Ning Zhuo continued to go deep.

In the end, only six mysterious iron puppets could reach the central area, not even counting to ten.

The drastic change in the maze not only affected Ning Zhuo, but also involved many people.

The results of Ning Zhuo’s deliberate practice and learning appeared in the final stage!

In the probing stage, the flexible footsteps, the exquisite grasp of distance, and the offense and defense against void spider silk, just by showing a little, let others know—Ning Zhuo is not easy to mess with.

Therefore, during the chaotic battle, they subconsciously chose to avoid him.

Ning Zhuo also won the opportunity to preserve his strength because of this correct strategy.

When only three people were left in the field, the other two finally reacted and launched a joint attack on Ning Zhuo.

"Come on!" Ning Zhuo fought one against two and inevitably fell into a bitter battle; his two opponents were not inferior to Ning Zhuo in control. The state of the mysterious iron puppets themselves was also similar to Ning Zhuo’s.

Ning Zhuo could not use words or spiritual sense to provoke.

Just as he was resisting with difficulty, the Spider-Silk Lady suddenly made a move.

"It is now!" She screamed in her heart and fiercely urged her spell.

In an instant, Ning Zhuo’s spirit sea and essence sea were both turbulent.

The hidden poison erupted, making Ning Zhuo’s face flush, his head swell, his breathing become rough, and his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. At the same time, countless thoughts appeared in the spirit sea.

These thoughts connected to each other, like threads, twisting and entangling, spreading rapidly, wanting to cover Ning Zhuo’s entire spirit sea space.

"Be infatuated with me, submit to me!"

"I am your master!"

"Ning Zhuo, you are no longer yourself; your heart only has me, filled with me. You are my dog!"

From these spider-web-like thoughts, strong commands were transmitted.

Ning Zhuo: ?!!

Extreme astonishment appeared on the Spider-Silk Lady’s face: "What, what is going on? Why is he not affected by my charm?!"

"How is this possible?!!"

The Spider-Silk Lady couldn't believe it, feeling as if she were dreaming.

Her most proud method in her life had no effect on Ning Zhuo at all.

How could this be!?

"I was plotted against! But why didn't the mechanical ring warn me? Oh, it’s because it poses no threat to me at all." Ning Zhuo suddenly realized.

He knew the reason why the plot failed.

The essence of this charm was to affect the spirit sea and affect a normal person’s cognition of themselves.

But Ning Zhuo would not.

Because—Natural Self!

With this natural talent, Ning Zhuo exempted almost all related means. Of course, the game here was like a spear and a shield, and it also paid attention to the comparison of quantity.

Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Art!

"Suppress for me!"

With his sea of consciousness free of issues, Ning Zhuo immediately drove his demonic arts, directly controlling all abnormal reactions in his physical body.

Pan Si Niangzi keenly sensed Ning Zhuo's change and could not help but widen her eyes, roaring in her heart: "He recovered just like that? How did he do it?!"

What is the greatest common characteristic of the three sect supreme arts?

That is control!

The Mirror Platform Spirit-Communication Art excels at communicating with and controlling other things that possess spirit. The Five Elements Qi Regulation Art arranges the five elements with absolute clarity. And the Demonic Blood-Tendon Dyeing Art is the most profound, utilizing blood and tendons to control every corner of the body.

It is not just that; Ning Zhuo's internal organs have also been transformed, which invisibly exempted him from many methods.

If it were any other demonic art, it might not have been so immediate. But Pan Si Niangzi was unlucky; she just happened to run into the Demonic Blood-Tendon Dyeing Art!

Ning Zhuo solved the trouble with ease. He subconsciously shifted his gaze, as if piercing through space, and saw Pan Si Niangzi hiding in the array hub.

"You can't run away. If you don't want to be my dog, then die!" Pan Si Niangzi secretly hardened her heart.

She raised her eyes to look at Che Zhuzi, once again revealing a charming smile: "Brother Che—"

She shook Che Zhuzi's shoulders, about to open her mouth to bewitch him.

Che Zhuzi once again revealed a look of being soul-enchanted, patted the back of Pan Si Niangzi's hand, and said gently: "You have already lost; just admit defeat calmly."

Pan Si Niangzi: "Wait a moment?!"

The next moment, she was so terrified that her face turned deathly pale.

She discovered that she had been restrained and could not move a muscle.

And the person who took action against her was none other than Che Zhuzi!

"You, you weren't seduced by me?" Pan Si Niangzi stammered, retaining the power of speech.

Che Zhuzi smiled: "You are Foundation Establishment; you can indeed influence the Jin Dan level. But no one knows that I have already castrated myself. Hehehe."

Speaking of this, Che Zhuzi's face was full of pride.

"You are not a Void Spider; you don't know that as long as you castrate yourself, you can save energy and increase the production of void spider silk by a full seventeen times!"

Pan Si Niangzi opened her mouth, unable to say a single word.