After giving instructions to the hidden leader, Ye Sisi and Lin Shuanglu changed their appearances and strolled around Wanjian City.
So far, they have only seen one female cultivator who has been truly corrupted, namely the pretty woman who is clinging to their young master.
Moreover, they didn't get a close look at her situation, and they still don't understand how she influenced others through storytelling.
Although I'll be able to meet the person in question tonight, I can't just listen to her side of the story. I need to investigate first, otherwise I'll be in a very passive position.
But there weren't many people causing trouble in the city, after all, both large and small sects care about their reputation.
Just as the two were passing by an alleyway, they saw a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old holding a storybook with a pained expression, while an orange flame flickered in her other hand.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were still filled with tears, making her look extremely pitiful.
The cover of the storybook read "The Iceberg Master and His Beloved Disciple." Ye Sisi's eyelids twitched; it was clearly the kind of book that depicted incest in this world.
She looked at the tearful girl again. She was very pretty and had a bit of a childish look on her face, but she wasn't very bright. How could a storybook corrupt her Daoist heart?
Just when Ye Sisi thought she was going to cruelly burn the storybook in her hand, she gritted her teeth and threw the storybook away, which, by sheer coincidence, came right in Ye Sisi's direction.
Ye Sisi smiled and thought to herself, "Isn't this a coincidence? I was just thinking of getting more storybooks to study."
The girl only realized there was someone at the alley entrance after she threw the book away, and that her precious storybook had been caught by someone. She was both ashamed and angry.
Nowadays, all sects in the Cangyuan Continent have explicitly prohibited their disciples from purchasing such novels, with penalties ranging from confinement to expulsion from the sect.
She struggled for a long time before she managed to resist confessing her love to her master. She finally made up her mind to destroy the storybook, but as soon as she threw it away, she felt reluctant. She just couldn't help but put herself in the shoes of the female protagonist. She just loved her master. What could she do?
Ye Sisi met her gaze, smiled with narrowed eyes, and waved the book in her hand: "Thank you for the book, young lady."
Qin Yue remained silent. She had never seen such a shameless person. When did she say she was going to give it to her? Didn't she realize how reluctant she was to part with it?
Although she was somewhat speechless, she still said, "Little sister, I accidentally threw it out and it almost hit you. Qin Yue apologizes and asks you to return the book to me."
Ye Sisi hadn't expected this young lady to be so well-mannered, so she couldn't just stand by and watch her be corrupted.
So she smiled and took out a thick stack of books, saying, "Sister, I really like this book of yours. I have a lot of good books here, I guarantee you haven't read them before. How about we trade?"
Qin Yue couldn't take her eyes off the exquisite and adorable covers; these books looked quite interesting too.
Ye Sisi didn't care whether Lin Shuangluo agreed or not, and directly used her spiritual power to send the book to her, then pulled Lin Shuangluo away.
These are all stories about strong female protagonists, and of course, there are also stories about strong female protagonists who only awaken after being deeply hurt by scumbags. They want to use magic to defeat magic. Dating is so boring, isn't it better to focus on their careers?
Ye Sisi was too lazy to find another place, so she found a secluded spot and, with a thought, put herself and Lin Shuanglu into her spatial storage.
This novel, titled "The Iceberg Master and His Beloved Disciple," is a cultivation story. Upon opening it, it turns out the female protagonist is a transmigrator, but not someone who transmigrates into a book.
She was accepted into the number one sect in the cultivation world at the disciple recruitment ceremony because of her extraordinary talent, and was then taken as a personal disciple.
The master is stern and extremely handsome, and the female protagonist develops feelings for him during their time together.
Then one day she went to her master and boldly expressed her love. She was severely beaten and then put in solitary confinement.
She later learned from others that her master loved her, but had been suppressing his overwhelming love due to the social norms of the world.
Ye Sisi's lips twitched as she read it, and Lin Shuangluo was also speechless. What on earth was this writing?
The following plot involves the female lead shielding her master from a fatal blow during an assassination attempt. In his dying moments, the master finally lets go of his love and kisses the female lead.
And so the novel ended abruptly.
After reading it, Ye Sisi said that she seemed to understand what those female cultivators were obsessed with. They probably fantasized about whether they would be like this female protagonist, only to get an answer when they died, but it would be too late. Sometimes, the feeling of being unable to accept the ending is even more fascinating.
As Ye Sisi pondered this, she rubbed the storybook in her hand with her fingers, and then she felt that the texture was a little off.
Although the quality of this storybook is very good, with a plastic-like feel, the last page seems a bit too thick.
Ye Sisi lowered her eyes to look at the last page of the storybook, and when she probed it with her divine sense, it bounced back. She then smiled and said, "Third Senior Brother, I think I've found the problem."
Lin Shuangluo followed her gaze but did not immediately reply. Instead, she asked, "Junior Sister, were you affected by this?"
Ye Sisi looked up in surprise: "It seems not."
The two senior and junior disciples looked at each other silently, and finally Ye Sisi said, "No matter why, let's see what's inside first."
Lin Shuangluo nodded, but instead of letting Ye Sisi do it, she took the storybook and used her spiritual power to slowly cut the last page.
Then the two of them saw a painting of a beautiful woman.
The beauty in the painting has silver hair that sways to the ground, and her exquisitely beautiful features hold a deep allure. It is an ultimate beauty, so beautiful that it is indistinguishable between male and female.
Only her furry ears and ten trailing fox tails revealed her identity.
Even though Ye Sisi had seen many beautiful men and women, she was still greatly amazed by their stunning beauty. Their extreme allure and charm were captivating, even through the paper.
Suddenly, Ye Sisi felt the beauty's eyes blink. She looked closely and saw that although those fox-like eyes seemed to hold endless allure and were as lively as the real thing, it was just a painting. How could it possibly move?
Just then, Lin Shuangluo suddenly pulled her back and used her spiritual power to isolate the storybook.
Ye Sisi was still a little confused when she heard Lin Shuang say, "Junior Sister, be careful, this painting can bewitch souls."
Ye Sisi shook her head and said, "No, she can not only capture souls, but also absorb other things."
Just as Lin Shuanglu was about to speak, Ye Sisi said, "Fellow villager, you're drooling."
Lin Shuangluo's pupils shrank. This was Little Fatty's space, and he was sure there was no one around. So who was Ye Sisi talking to?
Then he was shocked to find that the languid and alluring portrait of the beauty had come to life.
The beautiful woman in the painting raised her fair and slender hands to wipe the corners of her mouth, a gesture that appeared extremely seductive.
Then, with a hint of anger, the beautiful woman looked resentfully at Ye Sisi, who was standing with her arms crossed and a half-smile on her face, and her voice, which could melt anyone's bones, drifted over: "You're so annoying!"
Ye Sisi's expression froze, and she shuddered. This guy must be sick!
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