Chapter 633

Chapter 633: Long Years in Prison (Part 1)

The female cultivator was stunned.

The cucumber Wang Chen handed in was bright green, adorned with flowers, and so fresh it looked like it had just been picked from the vine, evoking an irresistible urge to take a bite.

The long cucumber had bulging bumps, making it appear particularly robust.

After a moment of dazed silence, the graceful female cultivator snapped back to reality and flashed a shy smile at Wang Chen.

In her innocence lay an indescribable allure!

She climbed to the bars using both hands and feet, straining to support herself as she opened her cherry-like mouth to bite into the cucumber.

Crunch!

Wang Chen stared, speechless, as he let go of the cucumber.

The female cultivator blinked at Wang Chen and within a few bites devoured the juicy, thick cucumber.

Though she ate quickly, she looked incredibly elegant.

After finishing, she licked her lips with a delicate little tongue, her voice tinged with a feigned sadness: "It’s a bit cold, little brother. Do you have any more? I’d like something warm, mm~"

The final nasal sound was drawn out in a sultry manner, drifting into Wang Chen’s ears like a siren’s call, making it nearly impossible to resist.

However, Wang Chen’s heart was as hard as iron; he turned and walked away, saying, “Maybe next time.”

If he stayed any longer, he didn’t know what tricks this enchanting woman might pull; even with a heart as solid as rock, he couldn’t guarantee he could withstand it.

This was Wang Chen’s third encounter with her since he became an intern guard in District C6.

This captivating female cultivator was named Yu Fei and was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, having a high cultivation level in the Purple Palace.

It was said that she had drained the essence of seventeen members of the immortal clan, causing three promising prodigies to turn on each other, creating a huge uproar.

Eventually, she was confined to the third level of the Yongle dungeon, where she had been for two years!

When Wang Chen first met Yu Fei, she merely glanced at him without saying a word.

By their second meeting, she seemed to take an interest and initiated a conversation with him.

Wang Chen realized just how formidable the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were.

This caliber of enchantress, if placed among mortals, could easily overthrow an empire!

Bound by his responsibilities, he could only keep his distance.

"Coward!"

As she watched Wang Chen walk away, Yu Fei tossed her head in feigned annoyance, spitting: "He doesn’t have any guts."

“Hahaha!”

From the opposite cell came the raucous laughter of a brutish man, who leaned against the bars, his eyes gleaming as he leered at Yu Fei, his expression one of greedy vulgarity.

He swallowed hard and said, “Miss, that kid hasn’t even grown his hair yet; he knows nothing of your beauty. Come on, let me hear you call out! Big brother will give you something warm!”

This rough man had just entered today and had yet to truly experience the delights of the Yongle dungeon. He retained a burst of energy, coupled with a wild and unruly demeanor.

But he knew his time was limited, which made him all the more reckless with his words!

Yet, upon hearing this, Yu Fei showed no sign of anger; instead, she pursed her lips and laughed lightly, “Big brother is truly amusing. If you want to hear me call out, that’s possible, but you can’t expect me to do it for free, right?”

The brutish man felt a tingling sensation in his ears, as if an ambiguous aura surged into his brain, making him itch all over, setting his heart ablaze!

He eagerly asked, “What do you want?”

Yu Fei smiled sweetly, “I quite like your eyes. Can you give them to me?”

“No problem!”

The brutish man agreed without a second thought.

He genuinely believed that her demand was fair and even felt he was gaining something.

Perhaps worried that Yu Fei might change her mind, the brutish man eagerly raised his hand and pressed two fingers onto his eyes.

Then he forcefully dug them out!

“Hahaha!”

He literally plucked out his own eyes, feeling no pain; instead, he experienced a tremendous sense of exhilaration.

He tossed the bloody eyeballs forward and shouted, “Hurry, I want to hear it, right now!”

“As you wish, brother.”

Yu Fei smiled beautifully, parting her cherry lips to produce a melodic sound.

The originally eerie and cold dungeon suddenly filled with a seductive atmosphere, even dispelling some of the negative energy.

Her voice resonated through the thick rock walls, reaching most areas of District C6.

Many prisoners heard it.

Some were captivated, some looked dazed, some became restless, and others tossed and turned…

Meanwhile, the brutish man, with blood still flowing from his dark eye sockets, wore a frozen expression, his face suddenly revealing a strange smile, as if he had reached ultimate satisfaction.

In the next moment, he collapsed to the ground like his spine had been abruptly pulled out, falling limply without a sound.

A Purple Palace cultivator had just perished!

His death was eerie and tragic.

The enchanting melody abruptly came to a halt, and in her cell, Yu Fei turned pale as a ghost.

Her delicate hand pressed against her energy field, murmuring bitterly, “One day…”

At this moment, far from Yu Fei, Wang Chen secretly sighed in relief.

This enchantress was powerful; it was best not to provoke her. Even with her magic sealed, she had displayed such a strong allure.

He felt his heart flutter even from a distance, nearly losing control.

No wonder the seasoned guards in District C6 were reluctant to patrol this area, leaving the task to a rookie like Wang Chen, disguised as a way to toughen his resolve.

Wang Chen had no choice but to come by every now and then to check on things.

As long as everyone was alive, that was good enough.

He walked in another direction.

District C6 was not a neatly organized area, but rather resembled a bulb sprouting numerous roots.

The cells holding prisoners were also divided into different levels according to their circumstances, scattered across various passageways!

Wang Chen walked through one such passage, which contained three guilty cultivators at its innermost part.

The environment of the Yongle dungeon was extremely unique; many spirit tools taken out of storage bags and placed here over time would inevitably deteriorate due to exposure to the negative energy.

Otherwise, they could have utilized the Dual Mirrors to set up a live surveillance system.

That way, guards like Wang Chen wouldn’t have to endure the oppressive energy and patrol daily.

The deeper Wang Chen ventured, the more intense the negative energy became.

This negative energy felt dramatically different from what Wang Chen had encountered before; it contained a hint of Evil Spirits’ power, permeating the space silently, yet it could cause fatal harm at any moment.

Wang Chen quietly activated the Heavenly Dragon’s strength, isolating the negative energy from him.

He began to check the three innermost cells.

Upon entering the first cell, Wang Chen’s heart sank.

Something had gone wrong!

This cell held an extraordinary young cultivator.

He seemed to be a disciple of some immortal clan from the immortal city.

Wang Chen wondered what grave mistake had led to him being locked away in the harshest part of District C6!