Subsequently, Jiang Yuan's eyes twitched slightly, and all the illusions vanished.
Mu Qianru watched Jiang Yuan's motionless figure and a faint smile appeared at her lips.
She leaned in, her breath fragrant, and said, "Little brother, isn't your big sister captivating?"
She then reached out to caress Jiang Yuan's cheek.
Jiang Yuan however, was not in a rush, he was curious to see how intriguing the method of attacking the divine soul and mind was.
Preparing himself for any future encounters, he would be well-prepared.
"Hee-hee, you're so handsome, and your qi and blood are so vigorous!"
Her icy fingers touched Jiang Yuan's face, and upon sensing the robust yang energy emanating from him, she couldn't help but exclaim in awe.
Then she sighed, "What a pity, while your physical body is strong, your realm is too low, your divine soul is insufficient. Otherwise, how could you fall into such a shallow illusion set by this Holy Daughter?"
