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"What is this place?" Ye Yang looked around, everything was pitch black.
The starlight was dim, seemingly only the faint blood-red glow from the Witch remained. Ye Yang had resigned himself to his fate; it was clear that he was outmatched and had been captured.
Inside the Divine Dragon Cauldron, there was no sound. Qin Fang had materialized to fight the Witch, but after exhausting too much Soul Power, he had long fallen into a deep sleep.
Flying over a clear stream, they soon arrived at a stone-paved ground. In front stood a towering platform, and Ye Yang exclaimed in shock, "The Fire God Altar?!"
"Hmph, you finally recognized it?" The Witch's tone was unfriendly; in fact, she had never been friendly.
A fierce wind howled as the Witch brought Ye Yang to the base of the Fire God Altar. With a silent wave of her hand, the runes that confined the Fire Dragon Cave scattered on their own. After opening the door, Ye Yang was brought back to the Fire Dragon Cave.
A strong stench wafted through as the Witch passed through the Fire Dragon Cave and activated a mechanism at its bottom. The heavy iron door slowly opened, revealing a spacious room inside!
The room was elegantly decorated, filled with fragrant aromas and draped with gauzy curtains, clearly resembling a woman's boudoir. However, what shocked everyone was that weapons radiating light hung on the walls of this room—Battle Axes, long spears, swords—all were present. Moreover, based on Ye Yang's sensitivity to weapons, these weapons were all at least Ninth Rank or higher; one Battle Axe even reached the sixth tier, far surpassing Breaking Flame.
"Smack!"
A tremendous force enveloped Ye Yang, slamming him against the stone wall hard enough to make his nose bleed, leaving him in a disheveled state.
Slowly getting up, Ye Yang reached for the hilt of his Breaking Flame Sword behind him, preparing to resist.
The Witch looked at him with a smile and even playfully beckoned with her finger, tauntingly saying, "Kid, if you have guts, come at me! Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
Ye Yang took a deep breath and released the sword hilt; there was no need to fight. The gap in strength between him and her was immense. Not to mention Seventh Rank Breaking Flame; even if he held Third Rank Radiant Sun Battle Axe in his hands, he still couldn't do anything against her.
After experiencing a struggle, Ye Yang had already prepared himself for death and felt somewhat relaxed as he stared directly at the Witch and asked lightly, "Who exactly are you?"
"I?"
The Witch pointed her index finger at herself and suddenly burst into laughter, her body trembling, especially the pair of peaks on her chest, which seemed ready to break free from the light veil that wrapped around them. Accompanied by her laughter, they shook enticingly, showing a very pleasing growth.
"Hmph!" The Witch snorted lightly, stopping her laughter. She said, "Who am I? Even if I told you, you wouldn't know, you ignorant little brat!"
"Oh, do tell!" Ye Yang maintained his calm demeanor.
The Witch looked at Ye Yang with disdain and said, "Alright, since you're so eager to know, let me ask you a question first. Do you know which force on this earth is the most terrifying?"
Ye Yang was taken aback; his understanding of this world was limited to the Fire God Clan and Liang City. Beyond that, he knew nothing.
Seeing Ye Yang's bewildered expression, the Witch sneered, "You don't even know this? You really are an ignorant little brat..."
"…"
The Witch sighed softly and looked around. "For three thousand years, I've only been able to hide in this boring place, and no one has ever known of my existence. I never expected..."
Ye Yang shivered as he felt the Witch's malicious gaze.
"Hehe, you killed the Fire Serpent. Now I'm even lonelier, so you will replace the Fire Serpent and keep me company in this Fire Dragon Cave. How about it? Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
The Witch's words were firm and left no room for doubt. Looking at Ye Yang, she added, "That old man from earlier was indeed powerful; however, he is a Soul Entity and cannot engage in a prolonged battle. Therefore, you have no choice."
Ye Yang glanced around and calmly replied, "Accompany you? What for?"
The Witch chuckled and then gracefully sat on the edge of the bed. She said with a smile, "What do you think? Hmph, it's not for you to enjoy life with me. You are merely a tool here—a tool for me to test my secret arts!"
"What?"
Ye Yang was shocked and retreated repeatedly. With a clang, he drew out Breaking Flame, and his body radiated bright red light—an emblem of his strength as an Earth Level Five warrior.
A burst of charming laughter erupted, and suddenly her eyes widened, an overwhelming aura enveloping the surroundings. Ye Yang found himself completely unable to move!
"Damn it, is it that Pressure power again?!"
Ye Yang lamented. When he had encountered the girl Yun Xiaoxi using Pressure while slaying the Seven Tyrants of Liang City, it had been astonishing, but the Pressure from this Witch was even more deadly.
Seeing Ye Yang's desperate resistance, the Witch's smile grew wider as she floated down in front of him. She extended her snow-white fingers and pressed them against Ye Yang's neck, sneering, "If you are willing to cooperate with me, just nod. Otherwise, there’s only one way out—death!"
Ye Yang's eyes widened as he felt an icy force surge into his body, nearly freezing him in place. This Witch's power was too bizarre!
His voice turned hoarse as Ye Yang asked quietly, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
The Witch chuckled lightly, "First, you must listen to me; second, no complaints; third, no harboring grudges; fourth, serve my meals; fifth, you must not reveal anything you see to anyone. How about it? It’s best if you agree; otherwise, you must die!"
Ye Yang stared at the Witch and scoffed, "With so many unreasonable demands, I guess I have no choice but to agree!"
"…"
The Witch was taken aback for a moment before bursting into another round of charming laughter. "Good! You’re quite clever; those who know how to adapt are truly wise!"
…
As the Witch released her grip and withdrew her Pressure power, Ye Yang felt as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He slowly sank down into a corner of the wall.
Before him, light swirled as the Witch's voluptuous and curvaceous figure reappeared at the edge of the bed. She propped up one leg lazily and gazed at Ye Yang.
Ye Yang silently groaned inwardly, thinking that this woman must be a devil sent from heaven. He truly wondered what sins he had committed in his past life.
"Now can you tell me who you really are?" Ye Yang asked.
"Witch" smiled and said, "Listen well, kid, my name is Zeng Xuan. Three thousand years ago, I was a disciple of the Asura Hall. Later, I left the Asura Hall and have been hiding in the depths of this Fire Dragon Cave to practice the Soul Refinement Technique."
"Zeng Xuan?" Ye Yang repeated.
"You seem to have something on your mind?" Witch stared at Ye Yang.
Ye Yang nodded, "That's right. Uncle Beichi's life or death is unknown, and I ended up being intercepted by you here..."
"Oh, it's Ye Beichi? That Master Smith... Hehe, the Fire God Clan has really fallen; even such a low-tier character can be called a master!" Zeng Xuan smirked, her lips curling with disdain.
Ye Yang did not argue. The woman before him was unfathomable. In fact, with Ye Beichi's cultivation level, he was indeed like a drop in the ocean compared to her—utterly insignificant.
Witch Zeng Xuan looked at Ye Yang with a smile and said meaningfully, "Kid, don't harbor any delusions. I will never let you go to save the Ye Family. You must understand that three thousand years ago, I was originally from the Peng Family..."
"What?!"
Ye Yang's eyes widened as he looked at the graceful woman before him, filled with despair. If such a Starry Sky Expert were to assist the Peng Family, then the Ye Family would undoubtedly be uprooted without any doubt.
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