A woman appeared behind Su Ye. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, her figure graceful, her curves alluring. She wore a gauzy dress, and her breath carried a faint, orchid-like fragrance.
She danced gracefully, turning once before arriving in front of Su Ye. She smiled sweetly, radiating boundless charm, and casually draped her jade-white hand around his neck.
Su Ye looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him. She was beautiful, flawless in every way, and in some respects even more striking than ordinary women.
For example, her full, firm breasts, her sexy, captivating waist, and her long, fair legs.
Faced with a woman as beautiful as a celestial being, even a Marquis would have struggled to keep his composure. Yet Su Ye's expression remained perfectly calm.
It wasn't that the woman wasn't beautiful or alluring enough. It was that his willpower was such that this kind of seduction could hardly cloud his mind.
Besides, his Dao heart was indeed weak, but that weakness meant he hadn't found the drive or goal that would make him pursue great power—not that his state of mind was unstable.
Seeing that Su Ye remained unmoved, the woman grew even bolder, pressing her proud figure tightly against him. Her glistening, rosy lips parted slightly as she spoke in a soft, sweet voice, sounding somewhat aggrieved. "Young master, am I not beautiful?"
Feeling the softness and resilience against him, Su Ye could tell the sensation was completely real, not some mental illusion. He looked at the flawless woman before him and smiled. "No, you're not."
The woman froze. Then her body turned into Light Rain and vanished.
"Pfft."
The Black Demon youth spat out blood, his face deathly pale. He stared at Su Ye in disbelief, then roared furiously, "There's something wrong with your