“The Five Elements?” The Saintess finally lost composure. “Who exactly are you?!”
Flaxseed offered no explanation; instead, chuckled softly. “Saintess, it’s my turn now…”
He pressed his palms together and then spread them apart, a delicate pink lotus had appeared between them, floating above his skin.
The blossom turned slowly, releasing an enticing, almost addictive fragrance.
“Passion Blossom Hex, go!”
The lotus drifted toward the Saintess; though its movement seemed leisurely, it traversed the distance in the blink of an eye.
She flung out a sleeve to block, but the flower burst apart, dissolving into countless glimmering motes that burrowed straight into body
“Ah!” A tremor ran through lithe figure, and a rosy flush flooded cheeks.
Inside, felt as though tens of thousands of ants were crawling through veins, itching, burning, overwhelming.
“You… What did you do to me?” Her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, and eyes rippled with involuntary moisture.
Flaxseed grinned from ear to ear. “Just a little novelty that magnifies a person’s desire a hundredfold… You’ve practiced allure techniques for years, Saintess. I’ll wager you’ve never actually tasted true desire, have you?”
She clenched teeth. “Despicable!”
Forcing cultivation technique to circulate, tried to smother the rising heat, only to find that the more energy mustered, the fiercer the sensation grew.
“It’s pointless,” Flaxseed said, stepping closer. “The Passion Blossom Hex Is designed to counter that positive energy harvesting black magic of yours. The harder you fight it, the deeper the toxin digs in.”
Her legs went weak, could barely remain upright.
Watching draw nearer, could not hide the brief flash of panic in eyes.
Just as Flaxseed extended a hand to touch her, the Saintess’ lips curved into a strange, unsettling smile.
“You think… You’re the only one who knows poison?” Her crimson lips parted, and an almost invisible thread of blood shot toward the center of Flaxseed’s forehead like lightning.
The distance was too short; had no chance to evade.
“Look out!” Jared shouted, but the warning came a heartbeat too late.
The blood thread drilled into Flaxseed’s brow. His body snapped rigid, and the light in his eyes dimmed at once.
“Hahaha!” The Saintess laughed triumphantly. “Struck by my Blood Soul Thread, you’ll dissolve into a puddle of blood within three breaths!”
Jared’s face darkened, was about to intervene when Flaxseed suddenly blinked and said, “My… How terrifying.”
“What?” The Saintess’ laughter froze. “That’s impossible, why are you fine?”
Flaxseed patted his chest. “Scared me half to death, but fortunately, I came prepared.”
He pulled his collar aside, revealing a tiny bronze mirror strapped to his chest. “Your Blood Soul Thread is powerful, but my Mystic Light Mirror bounced it right back.”
Only then did the Saintess notice a tiny red dot blooming on own chest. Her complexion drained of color. “No… This can’t be…”
“So tell me, who’s poisoned now?” Flaxseed asked lazily, as though discussing the weather.
An icy chill spread from chest through every limb. She understood exactly how lethal Blood Soul Thread could be and forced out, “Fine… You win…”
Reaching forthe antidote kept hidden, discovered that it was already gone.
“Looking for this?” Flaxseed asked, producing a vial out of nowhere.
“The antidote! Give me the antidote!” cried.
He spread his arms wide. “It’s right here on me. Come and take it…”
Conflict flickered in gaze, but at last staggered toward him.
With each uneven step, the red gauze wrapped around loosened of its own accord, by the time reached him, was all but half-naked.
“Please… Please give me the antidote…” begged pitifully, eyes shining with tears.
Flaxseed swallowed audibly and reached to stroke cheek. “If you’d been this cooperative from the start…”
In the instant his attention drifted, a glacial glint flashed in the Saintess’ eyes, a dagger hidden within sleeve streaked toward Flaxseed’s heart.
“Die!”
The dagger plunged into Flaxseed’s torso, yet not a single drop of blood seeped out.
His figure burst like a soap bubble-an illusion all along!
Jared chuckled under his breath. “Mr. Flaxseed Just keeps getting more astounding.”
Ever since they had ascended to the Celestial Realm, it was as though Flaxseed had pried open something within him, his cultivation and combat prowess had been climbing at breakneck speed.
The range of techniques unveiled seemed inexhaustible, each more dazzling than the last.
