After some experimentation, Lynn had a rough understanding of the basic function of the black lines.
He named this Extraordinary Weapon "Endless Silk."
These threads had the ability to extend infinitely and were incredibly tough; they could cut through many metals. All in all, it was a versatile Extraordinary Weapon. Explore hidden tales at NovelHub.Côm
But it wasn’t as powerful as he had imagined, at least not enough to live up to the name of a Level 1 Sealed Object.
Could there be... some hidden secret?
Looking at the card that had returned to its original state in his hand, Lynn suddenly realized something.
When he had infused it with Extraordinary Ability, the card didn’t instantly transform into these black threads. Instead, there was a brief hitch in time.
During this period, the card didn’t overflow with Extraordinary Power. On the contrary, it was like a bottomless pit, capable of being filled continually.
Could it be... that this thing has a second form?
Thinking so, Lynn once again activated the Extraordinary Power, ready to test the true depth of this object.
Unexpectedly, the next second, a drastic change occurred.
Accompanied by a sudden sharp pain on the tip of his tongue, Lynn suddenly felt a flame ignite deep within his heart.
In an instant, he felt parched and thirsty, his blood circulation sped up, and his heart throbbed wildly.
Just moments before, Yun Chang had been quiet. But now, it stood proud and ready, as if ready to pass through five stages and cut down six generals!
What the hell happened?
Overcome by the intense heat, Lynn struggled to maintain his rationality, picking up a mirror from beside him, and looking at his mouth in its reflection.
Bathed in the moonlight inside the carriage, Lynn could faintly see the mark left on his tongue by Ivyst, which now emitted a faint pink glow.
I knew that woman was up to her witchcraft again!
For a moment, Lynn felt dizzy. He propped himself against the table, pouring the glass of water over his forehead in an attempt to cool down.
However, after all, it was futile.
For some reason, Lynn suddenly envisioned a seductive, enchanting figure before his eyes.
The woman seemed to whisper these soft words, her vivid red eyes misted with moisture.
Lynn waved his hand, and the figure vanished in an instant.
However, at this moment, the red-eyed Lynn found his mind filled with a singular thought.
Finally, the thread of his sanity snapped.
The next second, Lynn pushed open the door, stumbling and disappearing into the narrow train corridor.
Accompanied by a rapid knock, inside the luxurious carriage, Ivyst, who was reclining on the bed, placed the book in her lap, her scarlet eyes flashing with realization and delight.
She symbolically pulled her robe at the shoulders toward her chest, covering the hints of exposed skin, then combed through her hair, now black and smooth thanks to the power enhancement mark, trying to present a decorous and aloof appearance.
Ivyst said calmly, with an air of authoritativeness befitting an Imperial Princess.
The next second, the black-haired young man entered.
"Your Highness, what on earth have you done to me?!"
The young man clenched his teeth, going straight to the point.
A glance told that his expression was ferocious, seemingly in pain, as if suppressing some kind of impulse.
A fleeting smile appeared on the corners of Ivyst’s lips.
"What have I done to you?" she said coolly, "Is this how a subordinate should speak to, or address, their princess?"
As she spoke, Ivyst closed the book in her arms and threw it onto the desk with force.
Then, with her arms crossed, she pushed up her imposing chest as if she didn’t realize she was only wearing a loose robe.
Feeling the young man’s gaze linger there, Ivyst’s breathing quickened a bit.
Was her tone too harsh?
Could she have scared him?
Looking at the young man’s current state, she suddenly felt a bit soft-hearted.
But thinking of the words she had read in the book and driven by the desire to outdo that woman, Ivyst’s eyes turned colder.
Hearing this, the young man took a deep breath, seemingly restraining his impulse: "Why does Your Highness pretend to be ignorant? I’m talking about the mark you left on my... on my tongue."
"Oh, that?" Ivyst’s long legs crossed under the robe, gently opened and then repositioned themselves, "That mark is for enhancing your strength."
"Enhancing strength?"
The youth repeated the absurd statement, seemingly with contempt.
Ivyst’s red lips curled slightly, "The function of the mark can temporarily suppress all those miscellaneous desires you harbor towards your master, and once a person can focus solely on their goal, their strength will naturally advance by leaps and bounds."
"Do you think my actions as the Imperial Princess are wrong?"
I don’t believe you for a second!
At this moment, Lynn wished he could immediately pounce on her and put her in her place.
However, rationality ultimately controlled his actions.
I am a person, not a dog.
I am a person, not a dog.
I am a person, not a dog.
He repeated to himself, even inadvertently activating the Lie Swallowing ability.
Seeing the youth’s demeanor, Ivyst’s eyes widened as if she suddenly remembered something, "Right, it just came to me."
"The mark only temporarily suppresses your usual desires, but once they accumulate to a certain threshold, all of your previous desires included, they will burst out all at once."
"However, as long as you behave, do not harbor lewd thoughts about your master, and earnestly enhance your strength, this Curse Mark will essentially be null and void," Ivyst whispered as she brushed the black strands of hair from her ear.
For some reason, her voice also became sweeter.
"In that case, I will be on my way," Lynn grumbled through clenched teeth.
But before he could look away, Ivyst’s unintentional lift of an arm caused the bathrobe that was draped over her shoulder to slip gently down.
This motion ignited the fuse for Lynn’s desires.
The next second, his eyes turned blood-red as he lunged towards her!
"What are you doing?!" Ivyst asked from under him, feigning sternness.
With a low growl from Lynn, he then prepared to bury his head between the peaks.
The next second, he felt an oppressive force as heavy as a mountain, and before he even had a chance to resist, it forced him to kneel on the ground.
"Hmph," Ivyst scoffed lightly, unconcerned about the disarray of her robe, sitting on the bed edge with her legs crossed elegantly, "It seems that as they come of age, even little dogs start to get frisky. Not cute at all."
However, at this moment, Lynn seemed to be overwhelmed by impulse and desire.
Despite having no capacity to act, he still looked at Ivyst with aggressive eyes, murmuring unconsciously, "Ivyst, give me..."
He was longing for me.
A fiery desire arose in Ivyst’s heart, nearly making her lose control and want to pin her "little dog" to the ground.
Yet, considering her long-term plans, she ultimately restrained herself.
"Give you? What do you want?"
"You want me?" Ivyst’s cheeks flushed, but her red eyes were stern, "While satisfying the desires of one’s dog is part of being a master, there are things that need to be made clear."
"Answer me, do you want me or do you want your dear Miss Witch?"
A brief moment of clarity shone in Lynn’s eyes as he bit his teeth, seemingly refusing to answer the question.
But rationality could not overcome the fierce courage of Yun Chang wanting to enter battle.
Finally, he mumbled unclearly, "I want you..."
"Say it clearly, who do you really want?"
"Ivyst, I want to f**k you!!!"
Lynn seemed to resign himself to his fate, growling between gritted teeth.
He even abandoned all formality, calling her by her name directly.
However, Ivyst didn’t feel offended but revealed a smile of triumph.
You must be watching, right?
She silently thought to herself, unsure who she was addressing.
"I’ve read in the books," Ivyst said after a moment, casually kicking off her cotton slippers to reveal a pair of fair and delicate feet, "The easier a man can get something, the less he’ll appreciate it."
"Moreover, even though you respond like that, when it’s time to act, you’ll probably still be thinking about that woman."
"So, you should not expect to attain the Imperial Princess’s body so easily."
"However... I might give you a consolation prize."
Saying this, she extended her bare foot towards Lynn.
In her red eyes, a hint of lust and passion could be discerned.
(ps: Tomorrow, I’ll return to the Imperial Capital.)