Chapter 1613 -1606: The Dream of the Demonic Eye

Zi Wei sized him up, unable to distinguish the person’s gender, discern their features, or see any indication of intent. All that could be seen was the figure seated cross-legged on the mahogany couch, resembling a youth in stature.

Concealed beneath the cloak, their upper face exuded a mysterious aura.

“Who are you?” Zi Wei’s blade pointed at them.

The dim glint that cascaded with the blade was enough to make ordinary people kneel and beg for mercy in fear.

Yet the assassin with magical eyes was unconcerned, slowly lowering their cloak, their voice eerie, “As the number one assassin of Silver Moon Pavilion, do you fear dreams?”

Killing intent surged in Zi Wei’s eyes, but before he could make a move, he was stunned.

He fell, just like that, in an instant.

The magical eyes that belonged to the assassin changed from white to black slowly after Zi Wei fell, in an extremely eerie process.

However, no one would expect that the assassin never needed to lift a finger to kill; these innate, peculiar eyes were enough.

Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan arrived promptly, just two days after Zi Wei, and they, along with the Shadow Guards, stood in front of the Silver Moon Pavilion, sensing an odd atmosphere.

“Master, there’s no one on guard, nor any ambush, it’s like a ghost town,” reported the Shadow Guard.

Chu Yihan nodded and tightened his grip on Su Yingxue’s hand, “Indeed.”

He didn’t feel the presence of any highly skilled martial artists within miles around, or even that the air was much fresher than before, as if the gloom and slaughter of the ghost market no longer existed.

“But the more it seems this way, the more it proves something has happened. I have a bad feeling,” Su Yingxue said, her red lips tightly pursed into a line as she looked at the towering Octagon Tower of Silver Moon Pavilion.

For some reason, she felt as though Zi Wei was here.

“Let’s go in and see.”

With Su Yingxue’s hand in his, Chu Yihan stepped into Silver Moon Pavilion.

Throughout the pavilion, there was no sound of people, only when they approached Chu Yifeng’s residence did they smell the fragrance of incense.

It was ordinary sandalwood, non-toxic, just something to relax the mind.

Unease in her heart, Su Yingxue hurried towards the East Pavilion.

“Yingxue, come back.”

Chu Yihan followed closely behind her.

Su Yingxue ran into the East Pavilion and was stunned, “Zi Wei? Zi Wei!”

She rushed to the couch by the window and shook the person lying on it.

Zi Wei didn’t react at all.

Su Yingxue quickly checked his pulse; everything was normal, as if… he was asleep?

“Don’t worry, empress, he’s not dead yet,” came a sinister voice.

Startled, Su Yingxue turned around, and for a moment, she seemed to have seen a pair of pure silver eyes, eerily terrifying.

Chu Yihan immediately ran to her side, enveloping her in his arms, “Be careful, don’t look into her eyes, her eyes…”

Chu Yihan hadn’t finished speaking when he started to feel fatigued.

“Hubby! Hubby! Chu Yihan!”

Su Yingxue held his waist, watching as he slowly closed his eyes and collapsed.

She checked his pulse and found him showing the same symptoms as Zi Wei, completely unharmed as if asleep.

“Hubby!”

“Chu Yihan!”

“Chu Yihan!”

But no matter how she called or shouted, she couldn’t wake them up.

“Who are you… What have you done to them!”

Even having witnessed such grand scenes before, Su Yingxue couldn’t help but feel somewhat panicked.

Never before had she seen someone so eerie, sitting not far away, without making a single move, and yet making the two strongest men by her side fall.

The demonic eyes seemed a bit tired, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

But when he smiled at Su Yingxue, it was still so carefree, “Don’t worry, they are merely beginning to dream, do you, empress, wish to experience it too?”

“You…”

“Your Highness, run quickly!”

The Shadow Guards protected Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan as they retreated.

Su Yingxue took Chu Yihan and Zi Wei back to the previously secluded haven she was staying at; the demonic eyes did not stop them at all.

Or rather, he did not have the ability to stop them.

That person did not know martial arts and posed no threat in the slightest.

But just one look from him, and one would fall asleep.

Su Yingxue tried all means, using auditory, tactile, visual senses, and even resorted to acupuncture points, but nothing could wake Chu Yihan and Zi Wei.

“How can this be…” For the first time, Su Yingxue began to doubt her own medical skills.

She pulled out Little Ginseng for help, whose head was shaking like a rattle-drum, “There’s nothing to do, this kind of weirdness can’t be approached with medicine; it has nothing to do with medical skills.”

“Who is that demonic eyes, do you know?” Su Yingxue urgently asked.

Little Ginseng continued to shake his head, “There are ancient mythical beasts that possessed such abilities, but that’s a person! Besides, mythical beasts are just legends.”

“So what should we do now…”

Su Yingxue sat down helplessly by the bedside. Surely, she couldn’t just let Chu Yihan and Zi Wei continue to sleep like this?

“Your Highness, Ah Hong is here.”

The Shadow Guards brought someone in.

Ah Hong was dressed in a dark red mandarin-collared robe and was always known for his composure. Yet now, there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes and brows, “Empress, this demonic eyes, I fear it won’t be easy to deal with.”

“You know him? Speak quickly, what’s the deal with this person, why have my husband and Zi Wei fallen into a deep sleep after just looking at him, unable to be awakened?” Su Yingxue asked hastily.

Ah Hong slowly explained, “This demonic eyes was once a person in the ghost market, a descendant of the mysterious and ancient pupil lineage. Those of the pupil lineage are born with abnormal eyes that naturally possess the power of Hypnotic Soul Capture, which, when utilized, can kill even faster than a weapon.

Previously, he came to the ghost market seeking to serve under the master, and the master inquired how to counter the Method of Soul Capturing after being entrapped in a dream, which he refused to reveal. Concerned about being unable to control him and preventing him from causing trouble in the ghost market, the master locked him up alone, had his eyes covered, and forbade him from seeing anyone. Now… he has been released.”

Years of imprisonment, he must harbor deep hatred for Chu Yifeng.

And his eyes, with their soul-capturing capabilities, are deadlier than any weapon, killing imperceptibly. No wonder he dared sit alone in Silver Moon Pavilion, unafraid of their numbers or martial arts expertise.

“Then, how can this Method of Soul Capturing be countered, is there a way?”

Su Yingxue felt a slight heaviness in her heart, sensing they faced someone even more unusual and difficult to deal with this time.

Ah Hong’s expression was grave as he shook his head, “The master threatened and tempted him for a long time, but he only had one phrase, ‘in the fog of a dream, only within a dream can it dissipate.’

Su Yingxue was utterly baffled.

She stayed by Chu Yihan and Zi Wei’s side, having tried various methods to awaken them, but to no avail.

In the dead of midnight, the demonic eyes pushed the door and entered.

“What are you doing here?!”

Su Yingxue turned around, and on seeing the demonic eyes, she tensed up all over.

She was not at all surprised by the lack of reaction from the Shadow Guards outside; this demonic eyes, by his lonesome strength, had managed to bring down Zi Wei and Chu Yihan, indicating he already possessed special abilities.

And now he has come looking for her…

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