"Eh, this demoness is drop-dead gorgeous." Fahai looked the demoness before him up and down in astonishment.
Compared to the Human Race's standards of beauty, demons lay at two extremes.
Extremely beautiful, or extremely ugly.
The former were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns; the latter covered the ground everywhere.
This demoness before them was unquestionably the finest of the finest.
"Demons beguile people only because they have some scheme in mind. Don't let it deceive you," Wu De warned, his gaze blazing.
Fahai was only talking. His eyes held not the slightest trace of intoxication either. He nodded and pointed at the Illusion Butterfly Demoness. "Amitabha your whole family! You bold demoness, trapped in a cage and you still dare use seduction arts on This Revered Monk? Are you courting death?"
The Illusion Butterfly Demoness frowned slightly, doing her best to make out the two men before her.
Southern Jambudvipa, the God-Abandoned Land, was a place of chaotic faith where neither Daoism nor Buddhism flourished.
There were few genuine Daoists and monks. More often, such appearances were merely disguises.
Yet these two gave her an entirely different feeling.
More precisely, discomfort.
The aura around them made her uneasy.
But the Illusion Butterfly Demoness... had no other choice.
Bearing a special mission, she had always been cautious, taking great care not to expose herself.
Yet after calculating every possibility, she had failed to calculate that, on a whim, she would provoke a Corpse Burner at the Mortal Body Realm.
And then, her misfortune began.
First, that hateful Corpse Burner had sold her to the Cuiqing Brothel, forcing her to begin performing for a living.
After finally finding a gap to escape, she had plunged headlong into a terrifying major Supernatural Incident.
She barely survived inside. When she opened