bookcurios Chapter 1783
Chapter 1783
Seeing the growing confusion in Chen Xuan's eyes, Qiu Zixian's smile deepened.
She raised her slender finger and gently beckoned to Chen Xuan, her voice so soft it could melt water: "I'll be waiting for you here, come...come here..."
This scene was so bizarre that the entire audience fell silent.
Just a moment ago, Chen Xuan displayed terrifying strength that overwhelmed Shen Yu, astonishing everyone.
But the next second, faced with a woman as alluring as Qiu Zixian, he was completely captivated by just a glance and a whisper, without even a hint of resistance.
Yu'er's face turned ashen, and three streams of immortal energy swirled rapidly around her.
Xin'er's eyes instantly tensed up.
Piaoxue frowned, but Lin Yuyao, watching Chen Xuan's back, felt a surge of unease—she had a feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
"Husband!"
Qing Tian Yu'er's shout was full of anxiety. Her divine sword was drawn from its sheath with a "hum" and she was about to rush forward—but as soon as she took a step, she was grabbed tightly by a hand.
"Don't be reckless!" Piaoxue's voice was as calm as ice. She stared at the purple-clad youth blocking her path, her eyes filled with vigilance.
“The four of us are our true forms. This purple-robed youth is just as strong as Qiu Zixian. If we rush over rashly, we will all perish!”
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yuyao, her eyes red with tears, rushed forward, calling out repeatedly, "Chen Xuan."
Xin'er unleashed a sharp sword aura, the pale blue sword light heading straight for Qiu Zixian's face—
But before the sword energy could reach Qiu Zixian, it was easily neutralized by the ancient sword drawn by the purple light with a tremor. Xin'er's sword couldn't even get close to the hem of Qiu Zixian's clothes.
The purple-clad youth stood with his hands behind his back, the ancient sword on his back gleaming coldly. His gaze swept over Yu'er and her companions, carrying an undisguised sense of oppression.
His gaze was like that of someone looking at four ants that could be crushed at any moment, which made Yu'er and the others freeze in place. They could only anxiously call out in Chen Xuan's direction, trying to wake him up with their voices.
At this moment, Chen Xuan was like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, his eyes were empty and his steps were unsteady as he walked towards Qiu Zixian.
He ignored his Daoist partner's calls behind him, his eyes fixed on Qiu Zixian's alluring smile, even his breath carrying a touch of infatuated heat.
"So, you're nothing special after all?" Qiu Zixian watched Chen Xuan approach step by step, a genuine hint of smugness finally appearing on her lips—
She had thought Chen Xuan would be difficult to deal with, but she never expected him to be just a floating ant that could be easily controlled by the "Thousand Hearts Controlling Technique" and the "Mind-Capturing Secret Method".
She stretched out her slender fingers, the tips of which shimmered with a pale purple halo, and waved them at Chen Xuan as if bestowing a gift, "Little brother, come here."
"With you protecting me, I'm not afraid of anything anymore." Qiu Zixian gazed at Chen Xuan's handsome profile and the terrifying, murderous sword aura that emanated from him, her satisfaction deepening.
Having such a powerful, weak-willed, and obedient guardian servant will make things much easier in the future.
Chen Xuan moved closer to her, his eyes fixed on the fair skin faintly visible beneath her gauze dress. His throat bobbed, and he stammered, "I will protect... Master..."
“Yes, call it out.” Qiu Zixian immediately activated her divine soul technique, her voice so gentle it could melt water, “Call out ‘Master,’ and we will truly be one.”
But at this critical moment, Chen Xuan suddenly rolled his eyes, the infatuation in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold sharpness!
Qiu Zixian was taken aback, thinking she had used too much force with her soul-controlling technique, but the next second, a white light flashed before her eyes—
Then, she felt a large hand tightly bind her, and an arm still warm from the sword energy gripped her waist.
At the same time, a sword blade gleaming with a chilling aura was already pressed against her neck, the icy touch sending a shiver down her spine.
This time, Chen Xuan entered the arena in his true form, having cultivated the path of gods and demons! This is Chen Xuan's strongest combat power.