"Damn it, are all the monsters in Sakurajima this ugly?"
Ye Chen cursed inwardly.
If not for his vast experience, he probably would have vomited right then and there.
The moment Ye Chen prepared to make his move, a sudden gust of breeze swept past, carrying a faint, lingering fragrance in the air.
The scenery before Ye Chen shifted entirely, and he found himself standing in the midst of a snowy mountain hot spring. Not far ahead, a woman draped in sheer gauze slowly approached.
She possessed a stunning face with exquisite facial features, and her exposed skin was as white as snow. Beneath the translucent gauze, her figure was intoxicatingly alluring; as she walked, the skin beneath the fabric flickered in and out of view, setting the blood racing.
Seeing this, a sudden wave of heat rose within Ye Chen, and a faint frown formed between his brows. Meanwhile, the woman stepped step by step into the hot spring water, the sheer garment gradually soaking through and clinging tightly to her skin.
Faced with such a spectacle, ninety percent of men would likely have failed to endure.
Moreover, this temptation could not simply be resisted by sheer willpower alone; a strange fragrance permeated the air, stirring a primal, bone-deep impulse.
Ye Chen slowly stood up. Instead of moving toward the woman, he closed his eyes.
A moment later, he opened them again.
"An illusion technique from Sakurajima?"
"You're truly courting death!"
Ye Chen gave a low shout, instantly driving the Martial D…
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