Chapter 22: Illusion technique?

As soon as Yang Yu spoke, the scene was in an uproar.

"What did he say? Not willing?"

"Did I hear that right?"

"Is he crazy?"

Everyone was full of shock.

Miss Su only appears once a month, and each time she only chooses one person to spend the night with.

Who wouldn't dream of this opportunity?

This kid actually rejected the invitation!

And so decisively.

"Truly blessed and doesn't know it."

"Miss Su, he's not willing, but I am!"

"He doesn't know what's good for him, choose me!"

Many people raised their hands and shouted vigorously.

Su Yuechan was actually stunned for a moment, her eyes full of disbelief.

Rejected?

She had been at Fangfei Pavilion for so long and had always been the center of attention.

One flirtatious look could make countless men bow down.

This time was an exception.

Could it be that her charm wasn't enough?

Su Yuechan bit her lip, with a bit of unwillingness and resentment, and said: "Young Master is truly unique, which makes this little woman even more interested."

"Grass, why?"

"Miss Su, open your eyes."

"This kind of man is not worthy!"

"Choose again, choose me!"

"There is only one reason he refused, and that is... he can't do it!"

"Not necessarily, Young Master Jiang can't do it either, but he still wants to fight for the opportunity."

"Yeah, if I could be alone in a room with Miss Su, even if I just looked at her, I'd be happy to death."

The crowd wailed.

Even Bai Chengliang showed admiration for Yang Yu:

"Brother-in-law, you can endure this? You are truly a gentleman, so upright it's evil; my sister didn't choose the wrong person."

Yang Yu was noncommittal.

He was also a man; it was impossible not to be lustful.

Especially when encountering such a top-tier succubus.

It's just that Yang Yu wouldn't let his little head control his big head.

This woman, Su Yuechan, had a 'Little Time Remaining' entry hanging on her. People were about to die, and she still wanted to find a man for a round; it couldn't be for charity, right?

The gifts of fate are often marked with a price.

Yang Yu firmly believed that if he went, he would definitely have to pay a price.

This price might be unbearable...

"Young Master, are you sure you want to refuse this slave?"

Su Yuechan looked at Yang Yu pitifully and said in a charming voice.

Her flirtatious look made many men's breathing quicken, wishing they could replace Yang Yu.

"..."

Yang Yu tried hard to maintain his sanity and was about to refuse again, but suddenly met Su Yuechan's gaze.

Those charming eyes made Yang Yu somewhat dazed, and he said subconsciously: "I... am willing."

Bai Chengliang clicked his tongue: "Brother-in-law, it's a man's nature after all."

Other onlookers, either unwilling or regretful:

"Damn it."

"He just said he wasn't willing, turns out he was faking it."

"Well, who can resist this?"

"I thought we could choose again."

"I don't know if it will be my turn next month."

…………

After the person was decided, Ji Hong laughed and said:

"Haha, I remember the young master is named Yang Yu, right? Congratulations, you can go visit Yuechan's boudoir..."

"So the young master is named Yang Yu, what a nice name, follow me." Su Yuechan took the initiative to step off the stage, full of shyness, and walked up the stairs while holding Yang Yu's arm.

Yang Yu felt his head was empty and followed her up.

In the lobby.

Bai Sheng snorted coldly and cursed in his heart:

Brat, you haven't even officially married my daughter, and you dare to play so wildly; what will happen in the future?

No, for the sake of my daughter's future, I must think of a way.

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Before long, Yang Yu arrived in a room.

With a "slap," the door closed tight.

Yang Yu seemed to wake up and completely regained his clarity.

He scanned the room; in the middle was a velvet carpet with a hundred birds facing the phoenix, and on top was a rosewood tea table and two exquisite chairs.

Against the wall was a large bed with golden silk peony brocade curtains hanging down.

On the dressing table at the head of the bed were a bronze mirror and a few accessories.

"Young Master Yang, tonight is a good night, don't let it go to waste."

Su Yuechan leaned against the bed, giggling while stroking the curtains, making people's imaginations run wild.

"You have an illusion technique, can you influence people's minds?"

Yang Yu asked.

In this world, illusion techniques did indeed exist.

But illusion techniques were mysterious and unpredictable, existing basically only in ancient books. Lightly, they disturb people's minds; heavily, they trap people in illusions forever.

Only one in a million people could come into contact with true illusion techniques.

Yang Yu guessed that perhaps because he had lived two lives, his soul was relatively strong, so it was harder to control and easier to wake up.

Otherwise, he would have been killed by Su Yuechan without even knowing it.

It's just... the current situation was still very unfavorable for him.

He didn't know what this woman really wanted to do.

Su Yuechan covered her small mouth and said: "You really have extraordinary willpower to be able to realize this. If it were anyone else, they would already be a dog for me."

"If they are willing to be dogs, you can just find them, why find me?"

Yang Yu was somewhat dissatisfied; this was forcing a good man!

"With so many men there, why choose me?"

"Of course because you are handsome and have strong Yang energy." Su Yuechan giggled, her figure suddenly flew over, and she grabbed Yang Yu onto the bed.

*Thump! *

Yang Yu realized that he had no power to resist in front of this woman: "What are you doing?"

"Of course, dual cultivation." Su Yuechan licked her lips, her eyes somewhat eager, "Although your realm is not high, your Xuanqi is pure and flawless, and its nature is extremely pure and Yang; it's too perfect..."

Yang Yu was shocked.

Holy crap, it really wasn't a good thing to be chosen by her.

This woman wanted to suck him dry!

She must be practicing some evil technique.

Yang Yu tried to resist, but a faint purple light flashed in Su Yuechan's eyes.

Illusion technique again!

Yang Yu immediately realized something and hurriedly cultivated crazily.

In fact, he didn't know how to resist illusion techniques, just made an instinctive reaction.

The Taixu Divine Art was instantly pushed to the limit.

Xuanqi flowed crazily through his meridians, filling every part of his body, and even Yang Yu's spirit became clear.

The technique continued to operate at high speed, allowing Yang Yu to actually resist the invasion of the illusion technique and maintain his clarity.

"Hm?"

Su Yuechan looked surprised.

The strange, demonic light in his eyes flickered a few more times.

However, it still failed to fascinate the other party's mind.

"How is that possible?"

Su Yuechan was even more shocked; a mere Hua Xuan Realm, actually able to resist her illusion technique?

Yang Yu was secretly glad:

Fortunately, there is the Taixu Divine Art; this technique is truly powerful.

It is worthy of being a god-level technique produced by the system.

But Yang Yu thought again.

Perhaps precisely because he practiced the Taixu Divine Art, his Xuanqi quality was high and his Yang energy was vigorous, making him look more suitable for absorption and digestion.

That's why he was chosen by Su Yuechan...

"A bit interesting."

After Su Yuechan found that the illusion technique was ineffective, she simply let go and looked at Yang Yu with even more interest.

Yang Yu was very helpless.

The illusion technique was resisted.

But with this woman's strength, even without the illusion technique, she might be able to forcibly suck him dry.

"Beautiful Su, you see I'm so hard to suck, why not change to someone else for dual cultivation?" Yang Yu probed, "There are so many men outside who would beg for it."

Su Yuechan said earnestly:

"The harder something is to get, the more one wants to get it." ===== CHAPTER 23 =====