Xia He and the others jumped down from the tree and stood with Shen Chong, who had walked past. They looked at the dissipated tornado and the ruined scene with solemn expressions. The four of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The four members of Quanxing looked in the direction from which the sound came, and a handsome young man approached with a smile.
Xu Le emerged from the woods, clapping his hands in praise: "The Four Madmen of Quanxing truly live up to their reputation!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xia He's eyes, but she maintained a gentle and weak demeanor. She gave him a flirtatious wink and said in a sweet voice, "Little brother, your way of greeting me is really unique. It scared me, so you have to make it up to me!"
As Xia He spoke, she covered her chest with her hand, looking scared. Her eyes were filled with tears, seemingly delicate, but in reality, a battle had already begun. An invisible charm had silently arrived beside Xu Le, starting to influence his mind.
Xu Le felt his hormones starting to be secreted, influencing his judgment. At this moment, Xia He became an unparalleled beauty in Xu Le's eyes. He felt like he was experiencing the stirrings of spring, or the love of his life. He was willing to kneel at her feet, entrusting his life to her.
A hint of smugness flashed in Xia He's eyes. She put her finger in her mouth and took a light bite, then laughed, "Little brother, let's have some fun!"
Xu Le seemed to be drawn in, his face showing a dazed expression, completely captivated by Xia He's beauty, and walked step by step toward the four of them.
"I am coming!"
Xia He smiled brightly when she heard Xu Le's call. She walked towards him with cat-like steps, straightened her fingers and gathered her Qi on her nails. Her beautiful fingers, painted with pink nail polish, had now become deadly weapons.
Xu Le chuckled softly, and with each step he took, the intoxicated look on his face faded a little.
After taking nine steps, Xu Le returned to his previous calm demeanor, but with an even wider smile. He said gratefully to Xia He, "Lust is a knife that scrapes away the marrow. Thank you for your allure; I've realized that my heart is still not firm enough."
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Chapter 107: Seven Emotions and Six Desires
"Such a strong will!"
Xia He was secretly alarmed. She made a gesture behind her back, signaling the three people behind her to make a move.
Gao Ning narrowed his eyes to slits, grinned, and took two steps back. His Qi transformed into threads that sank into the earth, intertwining and slowly spreading outwards from him...
Shen Chong uses his Qi and palms to generate wealth, similar to loan sharking. He gives his Qi to others to strengthen their strength, but the price is that if someone dies, a portion of their Qi will be drawn back to him. Although it's not much, it can accumulate into a powerful force, making it an extremely powerful ability.
Shen Chong moved with incredible speed, using some unknown footwork, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xu Le, his hands like venomous snakes pouncing on their prey, aiming straight for his face.
Xu Le's eyes flashed with golden light, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "Thrilling eyes!"
"not good!"
Shen Chong felt a sense of unease. His body felt like a boneless dough, twisting to the left with a suppleness beyond human limits.
Sizzle!
A golden laser beam shot from Xu Le's eyes, emitting a dazzling electric light. Accompanied by high temperature, it grazed Shen Chong's right shoulder, instantly evaporating the clothes and flesh on his shoulder.
"snort!"
Shen Chong winced in pain, clutching his shoulder and immediately backed away. He hadn't expected Xu Le to shoot out high-temperature rays from his eyes, catching him completely off guard.
Shen Cong touched the injured area on his right shoulder. The high-temperature rays had directly vaporized part of his flesh, revealing the stark white bone. A few strands of charred flesh clung to the bone, emitting a smell like roasted meat. Because the high temperature directly charred the flesh, it didn't cause massive bleeding.
But Shen Chong wanted to retreat and escape, hoping someone else would take action. But would Xu Le let him go?
Xia He saw Xu Le's cruel smile and his hand slowly rising, and quickly warned, "Shen Chong, be careful, he's about to make a move!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Chong quickened his pace, his eyes fixed on Xu Le's raised hand. Under the control of his own consciousness, his Qi circulated rapidly, forming a flame that enveloped him.
Xu Le's eyes were playful as he raised his right hand high. "The gravitational disturbance has begun!"
Xu Le pressed down on the void, and the Heavenly Pillar representing the rooster in his inner world emitted a sacred light. A strange power spread to Shen Chong's side. Although his retreat speed was extremely fast, it was still much slower compared to this power. However, he did not realize that he had been trapped in a cage and was still running towards the other three.
Let's begin!
As Xu Le finished speaking, Shen Chong, who was running, suddenly felt a mountain pressing down on his back. He was too slow to react and lost his balance due to the sudden force. He stumbled and fell to the ground, looking disheveled and embarrassed.
"Help me!"
Shen Chong's aura intensified. He used one hand to support himself as he slowly rose. His right hand was injured and unable to exert any strength, so he could only rely on his weak left hand to support himself. However, under the immense pressure, which was like a mountain, his entire body was subjected to the same force of compression, without any omission. Every part of his body was pressed down tightly. Under the enormous weight, the organs in his chest cavity began to moan in pain, and the immense pain was transmitted to the brain center through the nerves.
For the first time, Shen Chong felt death so close, but a strong will to survive kept him conscious. He slowly raised his head, revealing a face flushed red from lack of oxygen, and pleaded with the other three in a dry voice, like that of a traveler who hadn't drunk water in the desert for a long time: "Hurry and save me! I can't hold on much longer!"
Dou Mei was the first to lose his temper. Among the four madmen of Quanxing, he had the best relationship with Shen Chong. After all, wine and money are inseparable, and given their similar strength, Dou Mei was definitely the one who cared about Shen Chong the most.
Although Dou Mei rushed out, she didn't lose her composure. Instead, she began to undermine Xu Le's fighting spirit with words, "We have no hatred or conflict, so why fight? Why not have a peaceful chat? Besides, it wouldn't be bad to get to know Xia He better..."
Dou Mei took a few steps to cover more than ten meters, getting only ten meters away from Xu Le and three meters away from Shen Chong. She sensed a strange force in the air around Shen Chong, creating an invisible pressure. If she were to approach rashly, she would fall into it.
As she spoke, Dou Mei channeled the purple, malevolent energy born from the poisonous wine of her cultivation technique into the air, enveloping Xu Le. It carried a powerful force of corruption, soothing, and weakness, like a devil from the abyss tempting people to fall, and began her speech.
Xu Le's eyes, filled with golden light, saw this sinister power, but he did not stop it. The sinister purple energy slowly touched his skin, then entered his body, traveling through his nerves to his central nervous system. A strange voice began to ring in his ears, "Why fight and kill? Why not indulge in enjoyment, forget the pain of the past, and immerse yourself in a beautiful utopia! Let it go..."
The deep yet alluring voice began to soothe Xu Le's emotional turmoil. Xu Le's murderous intent slowly subsided, his heart softened, and he began to indulge in this falsely woven dream, losing himself in this world without any pain or trouble.
Various thoughts began to grow in Xu Le's mind. He began to fear the dangers on his path to enlightenment, and he began to be content with the status quo, no longer wanting to waste time on this illusory journey. His Dao heart began to show cracks of all sizes, like a spider web, and it was in danger of collapsing at any moment.
As Xu Le's murderous intent dissipated, his pupils slowly dilated, and the immense gravitational pull that had been accumulating around Shen Chong dissipated.
The heavy burden on his body disappeared, and the pressure on his entire body was no longer exerting itself. Shen Chong's left hand could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground, his face turned to the side as he gasped for breath. He could clearly feel that his internal organs had cracks of varying sizes, and many tendons had been broken. Fortunately, his foundation would not be damaged, and he could be repaired with proper care in three or four days.
Although Shen Chong was in excruciating pain, as if his muscles were being torn apart, he did not forget the culprit who had caused him to become like this. He quickly said to Dou Mei, who was examining his body, "Don't give him a chance to catch his breath. This guy is too strong. We can't let him wake up."
Dou Mei nodded, and a large amount of purple qi, imbued with decadent emotions, gathered in her hands. Under her control, she continuously injected it into Xu Le's body, continuing to weave that false dream, attempting to use this method to make Xu Le completely lower his guard and kill him in one fell swoop when he was at his weakest.