Let Bai Shuanglian…
Be under my control!
Hearing Hong Lingyan’s words, Ling Xiaoyou instantly became excited.
This sounds even more thrilling and anticipated than turning the tables on Bai Shuanglian!
Ling Xiaoyou blinked her big, shining eyes, watching Hong Lingyan with anticipation as she listened to her next words.
Hong Lingyan smiled, tucked her crimson hair behind her ear, and asked Ling Xiaoyou, “Xiaoyou, do you know what ability of us Ghosts is most widely known among people?”
The most widely known ability?
Hmm…
Ling Xiaoyou pinched her smooth little chin, carefully pondering Hong Lingyan’s question.
In her previous life, she often watched horror movies.
Coupled with being a Pen Fairy in this life and scaring people often, she had studied this aspect in depth.
Generally, in horror movies or ghost stories, those Ghosts use terrifying means to gradually drive the protagonist insane psychologically.
Such frightening methods usually involve illusions like Ghost Wall affecting the protagonist.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoyou gave her answer:
“Is it illusion techniques like Ghost Wall?”
“That’s right!”
Hong Lingyan nodded, acknowledging Ling Xiaoyou’s response, then added, “But not entirely. More precisely, it’s about affecting the enemy’s mental state to achieve your own goals.”
As she spoke, Hong Lingyan paused, then continued:
“So the spell I want to teach you is a mind-type spell that can influence even cultivators stronger than yourself, like Bai Shuanglian!”
At this, Ling Xiaoyou’s crimson eyes sparkled brightly, looking at Hong Lingyan with expectation, and she said excitedly:
“Ling-jie, stop keeping us in suspense! Hurry up and introduce the new spell… Oh wait, I mean, quickly explain the new spell!”
Hong Lingyan rubbed Ling Xiaoyou’s soft, silky white hair, smiled, and said:
“Don’t rush. Let me show you, and you’ll understand.”
As she spoke, Ling Xiaoyou felt a fluctuation of spiritual power emanate from Hong Lingyan, and then Hong Lingyan’s crimson eyes appeared before her.
Obviously, Hong Lingyan wasn’t bowing her head to look at Ling Xiaoyou, yet Ling Xiaoyou inexplicably saw her eyes before her.
Immediately after, Ling Xiaoyou’s vision blurred, her whole body dizzy for a moment, nearly stumbling to the ground.
Fortunately, she stabilized herself just in time, avoiding the classic flat-ground fall that all clumsy lolis seem destined for.
Ling Xiaoyou shook her slightly dizzy little head, opened her crimson eyes again, and then froze.
The person before her was not the enchanting Hong Lingyan, who was teaching her magic, but Bai Shuanglian, whose coldness was like a fairy under the moon in her memories.
But the Bai Shuanglian now before her seemed somewhat different from her memories?
Bai Shuanglian’s delicate and flawless face was now flushed, looking shy, like a girl deeply in love.
She glanced shyly at the dazed Ling Xiaoyou, then stepped forward, hugging Ling Xiaoyou’s soft waist, pressing her cheek against Ling Xiaoyou’s little belly, breathing in the fresh scent, and said:
“I know I was wrong, Master Xiaoyou, please punish me.”
Ling Xiaoyou should have been shocked by this scene, perhaps even traumatized for a whole year, but for some reason, she didn’t question or hesitate, naturally slipping into the role.
As if…
This was exactly what she wanted.
She clumsily lifted Bai Shuanglian’s chin with her small hand, letting their beautiful eyes meet.
Then, Ling Xiaoyou grinned mischievously. Anyone could see she was trying to act naughty.
But maybe because her face was too cute, no matter what she did, it failed to convey that feeling.
Fortunately, Ling Xiaoyou couldn’t see her own face at the moment, so she didn’t dwell on it.
“Hmph hmph hmph, punish you?”
“But is this the attitude you should have when asking your master to punish you?”
Clearly, Ling Xiaoyou was completely inexperienced with this, and though she tried hard to act bad, her words and actions just didn’t match the mood.
If the real Bai Shuanglian were here, the punished party would probably be reversed.
Yet, despite all these unreasonable points, Ling Xiaoyou didn’t notice at all, or perhaps subconsciously ignored them.
Ling Xiaoyou ‘hmph-hmphed’, raising her little foot wrapped in white silk, like a sweet creamy ice cream, and waved it before Bai Shuanglian.
Bai Shuanglian instantly understood, knelt down, and cradled the little white silk foot as if treating the most precious treasure.
Then she lowered her head, parted her red lips, and extended her cherry-pink tongue…
“Eh, what just happened to me?!”
Ling Xiaoyou snapped out of the illusion, looking around in confusion, her little head struggling to process what had occurred.
Soon after, she saw Hong Lingyan still standing before her, smiling as if nothing had happened.
But Hong Lingyan’s next words confirmed that something indeed had happened:
“What did you see in the illusion just now, Xiaoyou?”
Hong Lingyan asked, her face showing a hint of curiosity.
“…Nothing!”
Prompted by Hong Lingyan’s words, the dreamy scene replayed in Ling Xiaoyou’s mind, ending with the image of a cool beauty extending a pink tongue.
Ling Xiaoyou’s face turned red.
She couldn’t believe she’d seen something so shameful.
She shook her little head fiercely, and facing Hong Lingyan’s curiosity, just kept shaking, refusing to say a word.
However, seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s blushing face, Hong Lingyan more or less guessed what happened.
But, wanting to spare Ling Xiaoyou some dignity, she stopped asking further.
“All right, after all, it’s the effect of the spell. Whatever you saw is perfectly normal, Xiaoyou.”
Hong Lingyan patted Ling Xiaoyou’s hot head, heated from embarrassment, and said.
After the firsthand experience just now, Ling Xiaoyou more or less understood the effect of the spell, though she was too ashamed to reply.
“And this is the spell I wanted to teach you.”
Hong Lingyan looked at Ling Xiaoyou and said seriously:
“Its name is… Meimeng!”
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