Chapter Nineteenth: Zhen Xuan

  "What place is this?" Ye Yang looked around, a vast expanse of blackness.

  The starlight dimmed, and it seemed that only the faint blood-colored glow on the witch's body was left. Ye Yang had resigned himself to his fate, as it was clear that he was no match for her, and had already been taken hostage!

  Inside the Dragon Cauldron, there was no sound. Qin Fang had exhausted his spiritual energy after materializing and fighting against the witch, and he had long fallen into a deep sleep.

  Flying over the clear river, in the blink of an eye, they arrived on a stone-paved ground. In front of them, a high platform stood towering, and Ye Yang was suddenly shocked: "Fire God Altar?!"

  "Hmph, you've finally recognized me?" The witch's tone wasn't very friendly, in fact, she had never been friendly.

  A fierce gust of wind howled, and the witch brought Ye Yang to the bottom of the Fire God's altar. With a silent wave of her hand, the talisman that sealed the Fire Dragon Cave scattered on its own, and after opening the large door, Ye Yang was taken back to his hometown and led into the Fire Dragon Cave.

  A pungent smell wafted over, the sorceress passed through the Fire Dragon Cave, and at the bottom of the cave, a mechanism was opened, revealing a thick iron gate that slowly creaked open. Inside, there was another hidden world, surprisingly, it was quite a spacious room!

  The room was decorated in a very elegant style, with a fragrance wafting through the air, and a canopy bed, clearly a woman's boudoir. However, what was astonishing was that on the walls of this room were hung rows of gleaming weapons, including war axes, long spears, and swords, all of which seemed to be at least ninth-grade or higher in quality, with one war axe even reaching sixth-grade level, surpassing even Broken Flame's own abilities.

  "Bang!"

  A massive force enveloped Ye Yang, causing him to heavily collide with the stone wall, directly colliding until his nasal cavity bled, and he was left in a sorry state.

  Slowly getting up, Ye Yang stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Broken Flame Sword behind him, ready to counterattack.

  The witch smiled slyly at him, even stretching out her index finger to beckon him, tauntingly laughing: "Little boy, if you dare, come on, let's see how I'll teach you a lesson!"

  Ye Yang took a deep breath, loosened his grip on the hilt, and found it completely unnecessary to take action. The gap in strength between him and his opponent was not small, let alone against a broken seventh-grade Flame, even if he had a third-grade Sunshine Battle Axe in hand, he would still be powerless against his opponent.

  After a struggle, Ye Yang had made up his mind to die and suddenly felt at ease. He looked straight at the sorceress and asked calmly: "You, who are you?"

  "Me?"

  The sorceress stretched out her index finger, pointing at herself, and suddenly burst out laughing. The flowers on her chest quivered violently, especially the twin peaks in front of her chest, which seemed to be bursting forth under the thin veil, shaking and trembling along with her laughter, looking extremely delightful.

  "Hmph!" The witch let out a cold snort, stopping her loud laughter and said: "Who am I? Even if I told you, you ignorant little brat wouldn't know!"

  "Oh, go on and say it!" Ye Yang continued to remain calm.

  The witch looked at Ye Yang with disdain and said, "Alright, since you're so eager to know, I'll ask you a question first. Do you know which force on this earth is the most terrifying?"

  Ye Yang was stunned. His understanding of this world had only stopped at the Huo Shen Clan and Liang City, and he knew nothing beyond that.

  Looking at Ye Yang's dazed expression, the witch coldly sneered: "You don't even know this, you really are an ignorant and arrogant little brat..."

  “……”

  The witch let out a soft sigh and gazed around, saying: "For three thousand years, I've been hiding in this dull place, no one has ever known of my existence, never thought..."

  Ye Yang's whole body trembled as he felt the witch's malicious gaze.

  "Heh, you've killed the Fire Crocodile. Now I'm even more lonely. So, you'll take its place and keep me company in this Fire Dragon Cave. What do you say? Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

  The witch's words were crisp and clear, leaving no room for doubt. Looking at Ye Yang, she said another sentence: "That old man just now was indeed very powerful, but he is a soul body and can't last long in battle, so you don't have the opportunity to choose."

  Ye Yang looked around and calmly said: "Accompany you? Accompany you to do what?"

  The witch ate and laughed, then floated to sit on the edge of the bed, laughing: "What do you think? Hum, of course not to let you accompany me in a carefree life, you are here, just a tool for me to try out my secret skills!"

  "What?"

  Ye Yang was shocked and retreated repeatedly, with a "clang" sound, he had already drawn out the Broken Flame, his entire body bursting forth with red light, which was the symbol of a 5th level strongman of the Earthly Realm.

  The witch let out a burst of charming laughter, and suddenly her eyes widened, covering the surroundings with an endless aura. Ye Yang was shocked to find himself unable to move his entire body!

  "Damn it, this oppressive power again?!"

  Ye Yang was shocked, when he first killed the seven tyrants of Liang City, he met a girl named Yun Xiao Xi who used her aura to make people gasp in amazement. But the aura of this demoness in front of him was even more deadly.

  Looking at Ye Yang's desperate struggle, the witch's smile grew thicker, and she floated in front of Ye Yang, her snow-white fingers pressed against his neck, coldly saying: "If you're willing to cooperate with me, nod your head, otherwise there's only one way out - death!"

  Ye Yang's eyes widened as a surge of icy energy flooded into his body, almost encasing him in ice. This sorceress's power was too eerie!

  His voice became hoarse, and Ye Yang asked in a low voice: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

  "The witch smiled lightly: 'First, you must listen to my words. Second, you cannot complain. Third, you cannot hold grudges in your heart. Fourth, serve me three meals a day. Fifth, do not reveal anything you see to anyone. How about it? If you agree, that's best. Otherwise, you must die!'"

  Ye Yang stared at the witch, coldly smiling: "So many unreasonable demands, since that's the case, I'll just have to agree!"

  “……”

  The witch was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Good, you little scamp are indeed clever, those who know the times are heroes!"

  ……

  The witch relaxed her hand and withdrew her oppressive power. Ye Yang felt like he had been granted a great amnesty, his whole body relaxing as he slowly sat down at the edge of the wall.

  A dazzling light flashed before his eyes, and the witch's plump, curvaceous body reappeared at the edge of the bed, lifting one leg and gazing lazily at Ye Yang.

  Ye Yang secretly cursed, thinking that this woman must be a devil sent down from heaven, and he really didn't know what kind of evil deed he had done in his previous life.

  "Now can say it, who are you?" Ye Yang asked.

  "The witch smiled and said: 'Listen well, young one. My name is Zèng Xuān. Three thousand years ago, I was a successor of the Xiū Luó Temple, but later left the temple and hid in this Fire Dragon Cave to cultivate my soul technique.'"

  "Zhuang Xuan?" Ye Yang muttered.

  "You seem to have something on your mind?" The witch stared at Ye Yang.

  Ye Yang nodded: "That's right, Ye Beicheng uncle is missing and I was actually hijacked here by you..."

  "Oh, it's Ye Beicheng? That master of casting soldiers... Haha, the Huo family has really fallen, to think that such a mediocre character can be called a master!" Zhen Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, filled with thick disdain.

  Ye Yang did not argue, the woman in front of him was unfathomable, in fact, Ye Beicheng's cultivation was like a grain of sand in the ocean compared to her, completely insignificant.

  The witch, Xuan, smiled meaningfully at Ye Yang and said: "Young man, don't be foolishly optimistic. I am not going to let you go save the Ye family. You should know that 3,000 years ago, I was originally a member of the Peng family..."

  "What?!"

  Ye Yang's eyes widened as he stared at the elegant woman in front of him, his heart filled with despair. If such a powerful cultivator were to help the Peng family, the Ye family would surely be uprooted, leaving no room for suspense.