Chapter 567: Chapter 566 Illusion Demon
Inside the room, there was a gigantic wooden tub.
This kind of wooden tub is called a "furo" in Japan, used for bathing.
Ever since experiencing the wonderful sensation of this bath in Japan, the Illusion Demon deeply fell in love with that feeling.
Since then, every ti a mission is successfully completed, she would soak in a hot bath in the furo to wash away all the bloodshed and worries.
The water in the furo was just right, warm enough without feeling too hot.
Many petals floated on the water’s surface, the Illusion Demon lifted her hand from beneath the water, cradling a few petals in her palm.
She gently blew on the petals and sighed with complete satisfaction, "Ah, so comfortable!"
Images from last night flashed through her mind. Unlike the other demons who rushed to the destination, the Illusion Demon first went for a midnight snack and played at a bar for a long ti before arriving at West City just before dawn.
Unsurprisingly, it only took the Illusion Demon half an hour to conquer all the underground forces of this West City.
It’s worth ntioning that during this mission, the Illusion Demon didn’t harm a single person.
The mission’s completion was nothing short of perfect!
Speaking of the mission, the Illusion Demon’s gaze involuntarily fell on the stool beside the furo, upon which sat a silver wind chi.
From the outside, the wind chi looked very ordinary, like a child’s toy.
But in reality, this wind chi was the Illusion Demon’s secret weapon in the Jianghu!
The wind chi is actually a Magical Artifact with an extrely powerful hypnotic ability; once the chi sounds, ordinary people’s willpower weakens.
At this mont, the Illusion Demon can easily use hypnosis, making anyone unable to resist falling into its trap.
Yes, the Illusion Demon earned her na because she is a powerful Hypnotist!
No need for Martial Arts, no need for weapons, just hypnosis, and a gentle shake of the wind chi makes anyone bow to her!
Now, the leaders of all the West City forces seem normal on the surface, but unbeknownst to them last night, the Illusion Demon implanted a steadfast idea in their minds through hypnosis.
To them, the Illusion Demon is a God!
Thus, all the bosses follow the Illusion Demon’s orders, worshiping her like a deity!
Delighted and relaxed after a half-hour bath, the Illusion Demon climbed out of the furo. She didn’t rush to dress but instead admired her body in front of the mirror.
The Illusion Demon was over sixty, but her love for beauty hadn’t changed.
The person in the mirror was an old woman with a face full of wrinkles and saggy skin, appearing quite hideous from an external perspective.
But in her eyes, she still seed like a sixteen-year-old; she couldn’t help but mutter with pride, "After all these years, my charm hasn’t diminished at all..."
A faint sound ca from the ceiling, like soone couldn’t suppress a chuckle.
The sound didn’t escape the Illusion Demon’s ears, and she sternly raised her head, "Who’s there!"
From the beams on the roof, a short, sneaky-looking man floated down gracefully.
Once on the ground, the man clutched his belly, laughing uncontrollably, "Hahaha... Boss, oh boss, you really are... truly a shaless beast. You promised a beauty, but it turned out to be such an unashad old hag. Really, it made
laugh till my stomach hurt!"
This pesky man was here to deal with the Illusion Demon, known as the God of Thieves.
"You lecher dare to insult . I will rip your tongue out and feed it to dogs!"
The Illusion Demon shouted, her face red with anger, and grabbed a robe to dress herself.
The God of Thieves chuckled slyly, "Old hag, why don’t you rot in a senior ho instead of risk dying here? What’s the point?"
"Lecher, you work for Qin Hao!"
The Illusion Demon deduced his identity, sneering, "I’ve killed countless sharp-tongued n like you. Go ahead and laugh now, because when I capture and tornt you, we’ll see if you can still laugh."
Determined, the Illusion Demon planned to hypnotize the God of Thieves and not kill him directly but torture him for seven days until he dies in agony.
She was always exceptionally cruel to those who dared insult her appearance and age.
Thinking this way, she instinctively reached for the stool, but her hand t empty air.
What’s going on? Where’s the Phantom Treasure Bell?
The Illusion Demon instinctively looked, her eyes widening in shock—the wind chi was gone!
Jingle, jingle.
The sound of the wind chi rang as the God of Thieves held up the Phantom Treasure Bell and shook it, "Old hag, is this what you’re looking for?"
"When did you steal my bell!"
Startled and angry, the Illusion Demon wondered how he managed to get the wind chi without getting close.
The God of Thieves tossed the bell and caught it again, bored, "Want to learn my thieving arts? Old hag, maybe if you were fifty years younger and spent a night with , but now, better abandon the thought."
"You lecher, I’ll skin you alive!"
Insulted repeatedly, the Illusion Demon’s rage swelled. She roared, raised her hand, and spoke in a beguiling voice, "Your na is Zhang San, and you are my servant..."
The God of Thieves looked puzzled, "Old hag, have you gone mad?"
Yet he felt a strange force coming upon him, and the bony hand before him seed to transform into an eye, profound and mysterious, causing his spirit to grow more and more weary.
The Illusion Demon covered in black lines but kept her calm, speaking in a soft and ethereal voice, "Your na is Zhang San, you are my servant, now, co to ..."
Finishing the sentence, the God of Thieves’ leering face went blank, his eyes vacant and unseeing, and he inadvertently fell under the spell!
"Ha, even without the Phantom Treasure Bell, dealing with a lecher like you is more than enough!"
The Illusion Demon felt triumphant, her innate Spiritual Power was formidable, and learning hypnosis allowed her abilities to reach their peak.
"Co here, co..."
With the tempting voice of the Illusion Demon, the hypnotized God of Thieves slowly walked towards her.
The Illusion Demon bead with joy, continuing, "Good child, your na is Zhang San, you are my grandson, now return the bell to . Then... then you must kill your enemy, Qin Hao..."
The Illusion Demon felt truly ingenious for hypnotizing him to go and attack Qin Hao. If the person got killed, she would make a great accomplishnt. Even if not, injuring him would also be a considerable feat.
As she thought this, the Illusion Demon saw the God of Thieves extend his hand with the bell, and the wrinkles on her face twitched, revealing a witch-like smile.
Jingle, jingle.
But then, the God of Thieves’ hand holding the bell withdrew, and the situation was so sudden that the Illusion Demon was completely astonished, "Zhang San, what are you doing..."
"Hey, old witch, almost fell for your trick."
The voice of the God of Thieves ca, and the Illusion Demon saw the leering expression return to his face, did her hypnosis fail?
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