Ruan Qingling had fair skin and a beautiful face. Her pair of peach-blossom eyes were especially seductive and soul-stirring. She looked like a ravishing woman of thirty, with the charms of mature beauty.
She came from the Heavenly Fragrance Sect of the Western Wasteland. The Heavenly Fragrance Soul-Ensnaring Scripture she cultivated was a top-tier secret art of the demonic path. Heavenly fragrance was more than scent or appearance—it was an arcane aura on the level of the Primordial Spirit.
This art excelled at subtle transformations, stirring human hearts through all manner of means to kindle love and desire—or, conversely, intensify fury and killing intent—thereby controlling people's hearts.
Ruan Qingling had never considered seducing Gao Xian before, mainly because Gao Xian had never given her the chance to meet him face-to-face.
Besides, she knew perfectly well that this art was difficult to use effectively against experts of the same rank. Only by staying together day and night and slowly permeating them over a long period could she possibly control a peer.
However, the Yin-Yang Union Flower Huang Jiufeng had produced was truly of too high a grade. With such a divine object, as long as Gao Xian got into her bed, this wisp of soul-ensnaring, lovesick emotional seed could be planted in his heart.
Gao Xian might be formidable in a fight, but he was too young. His cultivation of mind and spirit was surely lacking. And he practiced the Blood God Sect's demonic secret arts, which excelled at slaughtering living beings and plundering soul essence and blood essence. His soul would inevitably have been affected by Killing Intent and become somewhat violent; he should not be able to guard against this move of hers.
After weighing the pros and cons, Ruan Qingling felt she could take the risk and try.