Chapter 36

This is a world of death, with two blood-red moons hanging high in the sky, casting a chilling, bone-penetrating moonlight. The air is filled with a murderous aura and the stench of death, and the cries of demons echo incessantly through the night.

Under the blood moon, a man, disheveled and ragged, flies through the air. Not far behind him, several people pursue him relentlessly. He stops in front of a canyon shrouded in demonic clouds and filled with a murderous aura. This is a young man with blood-red hair, his face abnormally pale from severe injuries. He glances at those chasing him, his brown eyes blazing with killing intent.

The pursuers quickly catch up. One of them shouts at the red-haired youth who has stopped, "Hand over the Crown of the Death God, and we'll give you a quick death."

The red-haired youth sneers, "You traitors who betray your master, if it weren't for my injuries, you wouldn't dare to act so recklessly."

Looking at the red-haired youth standing before the canyon, the group's faces turn grim. If he were to enter the canyon, all their efforts would be in vain. A man with a zombie-like face laughs loudly, "Ha ha ha! You are no longer our master. For your personal desires, you have caused the Soul Sect great losses. The council has unanimously decided to remove you from your position as sect leader. Now, you are a traitor. Whoever kills you will become the next sect leader."

The red-haired youth laughs triumphantly, "You traitors! You'll never be able to kill me in this lifetime."

A gaunt, emaciated man says coldly, "Hmph! Surrender, and out of respect for our years of master-disciple relationship, we'll give you a quick death."

The red-haired youth retorts disdainfully, "With you? In your dreams."

Without hesitation, he charges into the canyon shrouded in demonic aura. The group behind him hesitates at the entrance. One of them asks, "Master, are we just going to let him escape?"

The gaunt, emaciated man sneers, "What do you want to do? Chase him in? Without the Crown of the Death God, we might not return. But we must send people to guard this place. If he dares to come back, we'll make sure he doesn't leave."

They take one last look at the canyon and leave, clearly unwilling.

Crossing the canyon, the red-haired youth, wearing the Crown of the Death God, looks back at the demonic canyon and says coldly, "Wait and see, you traitors."

By now, the sun has risen halfway in the sky. The red-haired youth quickly appears in the Soul Valley. Seeing the desolate scene, his face turns terrifyingly grim. When he steps into the half-destroyed tower, he finds that the blood-red crystal is already gone, and the entire array has been completely destroyed. He can't help but feel a surge of anger.

"Heavenly Cauldron Sect, I won't let this go!"

In the morning, the Battle Valley is filled with a faint spring atmosphere. Outside the window, birds chirp incessantly. Sitting in a reclining chair, Xiao Zhan feels empty and listless. This morning, his mother and elder brother suddenly proposed leaving, which caught him off guard. Now, he doesn't want to do anything, just sit in the room and daydream.

"Zhan'er."

This voice is soft and melodious, as if it has a magical power. Xiao Zhan feels the gloom in his heart dissipate. Turning his head, he sees Zhan Yanyan, dressed in purple, swaying towards him. Her face is radiant with a gentle smile, and the gloom in Xiao Zhan's heart gradually fades.

Zhan Yanyan gently sits on the reclining chair and tenderly holds Xiao Zhan in her arms. Xiao Zhan, in turn, rests his cheek on her soft bosom, feeling a wave of comfort and closing his eyes.

Looking down at Xiao Zhan nestled in her arms, Zhan Yanyan smiles gently. Her seductive arts subtly activate, and the scent of her body becomes warm and inviting. Unconsciously, a gentle force envelops Xiao Zhan's body and mind, soothing him and dispelling the gloom in his heart.

When it comes to seductive arts, people often think of their ability to bewitch the mind. However, the essence of seductive arts is human emotions and desires, and bewitching is just one of their applications. Comforting the heart and soothing pain are also within their capabilities.

Noticing Xiao Zhan's improved mood, Zhan Yanyan smiles slightly, "Feeling better?"

Xiao Zhan is completely unfamiliar with seductive arts. He only knows that being held by Zhan Yanyan has made him feel much better, making him reluctant to leave her warm, soft, and comfortable embrace. Thinking of his instant attraction to the two wet nurses, he desperately hopes to have a similar relationship with her, but he is unsure and afraid to ask, fearing that his rashness might ruin their relationship.

His unspoken emotions are immediately detected by the skilled Zhan Yanyan. She leans down slightly and smiles, "Zhan'er, what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Zhan opens his mouth, but just as he decides to speak, a series of footsteps and a clear voice interrupt him, making him swallow his words.

"Master!"

As the voice echoes, a beautiful girl around fourteen years old suddenly rushes into the room, her face beaming with joy. Her eyes light up as she spots Zhan Yanyan, and she flies to the reclining chair like a gust of wind.

"Hehehe! If I hadn't run into Uncle, I wouldn't have found Master."

Zhan Yanyan frowns slightly and says sternly, "Yue'er, have you finished the homework I assigned you?"

The girl's bright eyes smile, and she nods, "Yes, I have."

She then looks at Xiao Zhan in Zhan Yanyan's arms, and she feels a sudden warmth and an indescribable sensation. Her eyes sparkle with joy, and she starts to pinch Xiao Zhan's cheeks, giggling, "Is this my little junior brother? So soft and cute! Come, let Big Sister hold you."

Zhan Yanyan tightens her hold on Xiao Zhan and glares at the girl, "No bullying your junior brother."

The girl pouts and says, "Master, I just wanted to hold him."

She then rolls her eyes and giggles, "Little junior brother, I'm your Big Sister Tian Yue'er. Say 'Big Sister Yue'er' and let me hear it."

Looking at the suddenly appearing girl, Xiao Zhan secretly admires her. Despite her young age, she is definitely a beauty, and the seductive aura she exudes makes him want to hold her. Having such a clever and beautiful senior sister, Xiao Zhan is delighted and says, "Big Sister Yue'er."

As she pinches his cheeks, Tian Yue'er feels a surge of excitement and pleasure, making her reluctant to let go. She looks at Xiao Zhan with increasing fondness, wishing to snatch him away from her master.

"Little junior brother is so well-behaved. Big Sister will take good care of you."

Seeing Tian Yue'er's reaction, Zhan Yanyan immediately realizes that the girl is responding to Xiao Zhan. Her eyelids twitch, and she thinks to herself, "This little guy is really good at attracting women. He's only been in the Zhan family for a short time, but every woman he's met, including me, has been affected by him. I need to keep a close eye on him, or he'll attract a horde of women."

With a thought, Zhan Yanyan suddenly taps Tian Yue'er's mischievous hand away. She glares and scolds, "Treat your junior brother well. If you dare to bully him, I'll make sure you pay."

Seeing Zhan Yanyan holding Xiao Zhan tightly, Tian Yue'er is at a loss. She pouts and says, "Master is so biased. Now that you have a junior brother, you've forgotten about me."

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