In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

~Clackak! Clackak! Clackak!

The luxurious carriage moved across the lonely roads.

The fact that they had passed only a few people by, showed how unpopular this place was.

If it were Rainbow city, once the gates were opened, hundreds and thousands of people would storm in and out.

Mixu twisted her face in disgust.

"Mori, Kilmo..."

Swish!

The shadows appeared again but remained silent.

"You and the men don't need to follow me in. I'll check things out first."

“Yes, my lady.” The duo replied.

They had been with her since the beginning, before her fame, and instinctively felt the need to protect their lady.

But recalling her strength, they humbled their attitudes, letting her do as she pleased.

It's not that they feared for her life.

Please! With the lady's strength, how could those in this puny place be any match for her?

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Mixu licked her lips wickedly, thinking of the high task rewards for such an easy job.

Well, the compensation made it all the better.

Deep down, though she crumbled about the mission being a strain on her reputation, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t intrigued by the youngster who could make Fairy Yimu's blood boil in fury.

From what she gathered, the boy was still in the 1st Dao, the true qi realm.

As for what Dan he was under, Fairy Yimu assured her it should be the 5th or 6th Dan.

Indeed...

Mixu had to admit that the boy was indeed talented.

At 16, he was already in the 5th Dan of the True qi realm.

Such a person, if left to grow, will ascend faster than many in this domain.

Too bad he offended fairy Yimu and had to pay the price.action

In the end, so what if you're a genius? If you don't touch their neck and avoid who you shouldn't offend, wouldn't you live longer?

What's more, Fairy Yimu didn't just want her to kill the boy pointlessly.

No!... She wanted her to use her deadly art to make the boy know true despair before death.

She, Mixu, had lived for hundreds and hundreds of years, seducing and pulling many into her webbed net.

She used her skills on bigger men with power, meaning them now to her will. She was an experienced veteran in these arts.

She thought she would take down prominent big shots hundreds of years older. But who would've known she would get asked to seduce a youngin who had probably never understood or enjoyed the real joy of tasting a woman?

Wasn't this just too easy?

Boys like that would probably lick her feet in the presence of her beauty.

Glamorous glowy hair, the perfect height that made all men feel manly when looking down into her eyes, legs that stretched and glowed with every walk, thin waist, bosoms perked to the Gods... Sigh...

The poor lad would probably die in ecstasy from a single look.

How can such a youngster resist her?

Most resisted initially because they were shy. But after she also expressed her 'shyness' too, they suddenly felt bolder, feeling like true men to be able to make such a goddess like herself shy.

Her skill was called love harvester, and her powers grew stronger after sucking out the love essence from them.

Ultimately, her victims wouldn't die but live as hallowed human beings.

More importantly, they would still be her love slaves, willing to do anything for her like soulless puppets.

However, though they were like this, their consciousness was still fighting against her.

So even if it looked on the surface that they were happy to kill themselves at her order, their true specs trapped within were screaming and cursing her in despair.

Ironically, though her reputation exceeded her, there were still many who willingly fell into her trap, thinking there was a possibility of them changing her into a good woman.

Too bad they failed to realize it was because of her acting in the first place that they saw her as 'good.'

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Mixu jumped out the carriage window, leaving the scene.

Her destination, Wenji, was up ahead.

The distance between her and the town was still very far in mortal terms. But as a powerful cultivation, it was a breeze.

'Puppet master...' She blurted, deep in thought.

From their information, there might be a puppet master residing here.

The report stated that the puppets had the strength of a cultivator in the 3rd Dan of the 2nd Dao Spirit Realm.

Indeed. That was impressive.

But she was already at the late stage of the 5th Dan, 2nd Dao.

So dealing with such a puppet master should be nothing to her.

Too bad Fairy Yimu had hidden a lot of information from Mixu, like the fact that these so-called puppets (Rosies) had sent her flying in her birthday suit.

"Fairy Yimu speculated the puppet master might have just been passing by. As the strangest, I'll check it out first before letting all 200 of my men destroy the place."

That's right.

Yimu also requested for them to do as much damage as they could to the town when handling business.

Since the boy valued Wenji town, add it to his despair.

The rewards Yimu was paying for the job was relatively high.

Whoosh!

Mixu flew closer and closer towards Wenji town, only she was taken aback by a familiar yet unfamiliar face standing in the open clearing before the town's gates.

(Q_Q)

Hold on?

Wasn't that the young man drawn on the sketch? Wasn't he the one she was meant to kill?

The corner of Mixu's lips raised high.

Good! Good! Good!

What an easy kill.

But first, it was time to act weak.

Don't all men like that?

In a flash, she vanished, appearing on the roads a distance away.

She adjusted her hair, leaving a few strands to dangle before her face.

And with the confidence of a million goddesses, she walked towards the town as though she hadn't just seen Chu Che just now.

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