Chapter 270: Quietly Changing Hands

"Hmph! It seems this lecher must be coveting my beauty, which is why he disregards everyone else! Since that's the case, I'll play along and toy with this lecher!"

Tang Yuer had absolute confidence in her looks and illusion techniques; dealing with a hot-blooded youth like Ye Yuan would surely be a piece of cake.

But just thinking about being taken advantage of by Ye Yuan in the illusion made Tang Yuer feel disgusted, even though the version of herself in the illusion was not the real her.

"Young Master Ye, please calm your anger. My young lady says that as long as you can remain unmoved by temptation, her last guard against you will be dropped. As an apology, Miss Tang has prepared a banquet in the VIP building and invites Young Master Ye to come." The woman said softly.

A flash of smugness passed through Ye Yuan's eyes upon hearing this, and this look was naturally caught by Tang Yuer, who was observing from the shadows.

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's a trick of feigning indifference! Watch how I'll have you wrapped around my finger!" Tang Yuer sneered.

"I've long heard that Miss Tang is the most beautiful woman in the capital, but I never expected her to take a liking to me. Since that's the case, I naturally must go! However, you must not use such tricks to toy with me again!" Ye Yuan said.

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Ye Yuan felt a blur before his eyes, and two days had already passed.

In an illusion, the caster could freely switch time and space, while the victim remained unaware, taking it for granted.

But for Ye Yuan, such an illusion was far too low-level.

In his previous life, although Ji Qingyun was a failure in martial arts, his attainments in the soul were at the pinnacle.

He could effortlessly wield all kinds of soul secret techniques.

How could a mere half-step Condensing Crystal martial artist's illusion possibly trap him?

Not to mention that Ye Yuan's current soul realm was already stronger than that of a late-stage Alchemy Master, and was not inferior to Tang Yu'er's.

With their soul strengths roughly equal, it was even less likely that Tang Yu'er could make him fall for her trick.

Ye Yuan was only pretending to be caught in the illusion now to tease Tang Yu'er. If he wished, he could leave the illusion at any time and severely damage Tang Yu'er's soul.

In the private room of the VIP building, Tang Yu'er, dressed in a light green gauze, was truly stunning to the extreme.

Compared to the Tang Yu'er on the arena in full battle gear, this Tang Yu'er had an extra touch of delicate gentleness and one less trace of arrogance.

When Ye Yuan saw Tang Yu'er, he was also momentarily dazed. This scene, seen by Tang Yu'er, naturally added to her dislike of him.

Ye Yuan hadn't expected that Tang Yu'er could have such a gentle and charming side. He wondered if the real Tang Yu'er also had such a side.

"The day before yesterday, I was somewhat rash. Today, I have prepared a modest feast to apologize to Young Master Ye. I hope Young Master Ye will not hold a grudge and will let bygones be bygones."

As soon as she spoke, Tang Yu'er displayed the demeanor of a proper young lady from a noble family.

Ye Yuan found it secretly amusing, but on the surface he said nonchalantly, "Miss Yu'er is too polite. As a man of honor, how could I hold a grudge against a celestial beauty like you?"

Tang Yu'er raised her wine glass, showing a delighted expression, and said, "In that case, Young Master Ye, please drink this cup with me to the last drop, how about it?"

Ye Yuan smiled, tilted his head back, and drained the cup.

After the toast, the two, each with their own ulterior motives, chatted as if they were old friends.

Ye Yuan rambled on about everything under the sun, making Tang Yu'er yearn for the places he described.

Ye Yuan spoke of the mortal world and the martial world, from martial arts to alchemy. His profound knowledge and extensive experience made Tang Yu'er completely forget she was in an illusion.

Ye Yuan's learning and insight were far beyond Tang Yu'er's reach. Even within the illusion, his faint aura of superiority unconsciously revealed itself.

This kind of demeanor was absolutely devastating to women.

Tang Yuer, who was casting the illusion, gradually got drawn into Ye Yuan's rhythm.

Illusionary arts were a very subtle soul secret technique.

In most cases, the caster was the absolute master of the illusion. But if they encountered an expert with extremely strong soul power, the pressure on the caster would be immense.

Take Tang Yuer for example. With her soul realm and the power of her illusionary soul secret technique, even against an ordinary Crystal Condensation realm expert, she could trap them in an illusion.

Of course, the prerequisite was that the opponent had not deliberately cultivated their soul.

Tang Yuer's illusions were easy for martial artists to fall for, but they were not very effective against a Grand Alchemist.

In short, Tang Yuer's illusions were extremely powerful, even allowing her to fight above her level!

But Ye Yuan's understanding of illusions and the soul was far beyond what Tang Yuer could match.

Having been trapped in the illusion for so long, it seemed calm on the surface, but in reality, it was a struggle of souls between Ye Yuan and Tang Yuer.

Only, Ye Yuan deliberately feigned weakness, and Tang Yuer always thought she held the initiative.

In fact, Ye Yuan had unknowingly seized the initiative and instead pulled Tang Yuer into the illusion.

At this moment, the green-clad Tang Yuer opposite Ye Yuan could be said to be Tang Yuer herself.

It was just that Tang Yuer, trapped in the illusion, was completely unaware of it.

What was more fatal was that Ye Yuan, through his inadvertently revealed temperament, coupled with his young and handsome appearance, had deeply captivated the Tang Yuer opposite him!

Because in the illusion, Ye Yuan was still himself, but Tang Yuer was no longer Tang Yuer.

Tang Yuer had already been drawn into the role; she was merely an ordinary beauty.

Faced with the young yet profound Ye Yuan, Tang Yuer unconsciously fell into the depths of love.

At this moment, it was no longer Tang Yuer who controlled the illusion, but Ye Yuan who had quietly taken over.

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In the illusion, time flowed like water.

On that day, the young master of the Ye family married the daughter of the Tang family, holding a wedding in the capital that shook the court and the public. A perfect match, envied by all.

A year later, Tang Yuer gave birth to a son for Ye Yuan. Holding the infant in her arms, Tang Yuer was filled with happiness—this was the fruit of her and Ye Yuan's love. That same year, Ye Yuan, riding a horse and wielding a sword, became a general of the empire.

Five years later, Ye Yuan returned victorious, with illustrious military achievements, and was appointed the youngest general of the empire. Tang Yuer led people to welcome him several miles outside the city, watching her husband's dashing bearing with pride.

Fifteen years later, Ye Yuan became a prince of a different surname, wielding immense power over the court, and Tang Yuer became the princess. Over the years, they had always treated each other with respect and shared hardships.

Fifty years later, Ye Yuan and Tang Yuer had many children and grandchildren, and the Ye family became one of the top families in the empire.

Seventy years later, the two grew old together, leaning on each other under the setting sun, and fell into a deep sleep...

And so, a lifetime passed.

In reality, an hour had passed.

Ye Yuan's eyes were still vacant, as if completely under Tang Yuer's control.

Across from him, Tang Yuer's face alternated between happiness and flushed excitement, with various expressions.

The crowd below the arena watched in amazement.