Her gentle, lingering movements carried an undertone of subtle tension and unfamiliarity, which, combined with her exceptionally young and beautiful face, made it easy to guess that this female Enchanting Demon was descending the mountain for the first time.
Having just gained consciousness, the first prey she encountered was the finest that all Enchanting Demons could only dream of; how could she not be delighted and thrilled?
Enchanting Demons, by nature, were willful and unrestrained. The more such dispassionate and aloof immortals showed their detachment, the more they stirred their blasphemous desires.
"The young master's resolve is truly remarkable," she cooed with admiration. "This Hero's Mausoleum is the most potent of the six desires of the mundane world. Even the average Immortal Lord would succumb after absorbing just a trace. Yet, young master remains unmoved, is that not in vain of the painstaking Charming Poison you cultivated?"
