Here, dense forests covered nearly every inch of land, but the trees were remarkably short, barely a foot tall.
Looking at those trees, Chu Feng felt like a giant.
Yet, oddly enough, the flowers here were enormous.
Some flower stalks towered thousands of meters, blotting out the sky.
Gazing at those flowers, Chu Feng felt as small as an ant.
The sky here was a deep, ocean-like blue, with peculiar clouds, and even the sun was extraordinarily large—over a hundred times the size of the sun Chu Feng was used to, making this world exceptionally bright.
Most strikingly, every inch of land, every plant, everything here exuded a rich ancient aura.
Chu Feng felt as if he had stepped into an ancient world.
“Could it be that piece of paper?”
Chu Feng was no stranger to the extraordinary.
He knew he couldn’t have been inexplicably swept into a vortex and brought to such a bizarre world without reason.
If there was an explanation, it had to be that piece of paper—the one Dog Bastard’s grandmother called a family heirloom.
That paper was the most likely cause of this situation.
“What the hell is this?”
“After waiting all these years, all I get are these kinds of trash?”
“But, I suppose you’ll do in a pinch.”
As Chu Feng was lost in thought, a voice suddenly rang out.
It was a woman’s voice, and it was exceptionally pleasant.
Chu Feng turned to look but saw no woman—only a deer.
This deer was much larger than an ordinary one.
Its body was unique, as if carved from precious jade, breathtakingly beautiful, almost like a work of art.
Yet, it moved, and it was staring at Chu Feng.
Its eyes sparkled with intelligence, clearly no ordinary creature.
“Senior, could you be the legendary ancient secret technique?”
Chu Feng quickly stood, bowed respectfully, and asked in a deferential tone.
Based on his guess, this creature was likely the ancient secret technique Dog Bastard’s grandmother had mentioned.
His reasoning stemmed from the pattern on that paper.
Though the pattern was like a crude scribble, depicting something quite ugly and seemingly unrelated to the stunning deer before him, its shape vaguely resembled this deer.
“What’s a secret technique?”
As the deer spoke, its body began to transform.
It turned into a woman, one so beautiful she was flawless.
Recalling past encounters, aside from the Queen, Chu Feng had never seen a woman as striking as her.
But shockingly, this woman wore nothing at all.
She stood before Chu Feng in her most natural state.
“Senior, please put on some clothes.”
Chu Feng hurriedly turned away, not daring to look, even closing his eyes in fear.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to look—who wouldn’t want to see such a captivating figure?
But he genuinely didn’t dare. He could sense that this deer-turned-woman was incredibly powerful, and he couldn’t afford to offend her.
“Oh my, what’s this? Are you shy?”
“You’ll be riding me later, and you’re already shy?”
The woman approached Chu Feng, grabbed his chin, and forced his face toward her.
At that moment, Chu Feng thought to himself, *I didn’t want to look, but you’re forcing me. It’s not my fault now.*
Yet, when he opened his eyes, he felt a twinge of disappointment.
The woman had already donned clothes—a plain cyan dress. Though simple, it looked stunning on her.
Most importantly, she was simply too beautiful, making Chu Feng’s heart race.
In all his life, only the first time he saw the Queen had made him feel this way.
“Something’s off.”
Though this woman was stunning—her face and figure flawless—she was, at most, on par with someone like Yan Ruyu.
Such beauty, while rare, shouldn’t have made Chu Feng’s heart pound so uncontrollably.
“It’s the aura she exudes.”
“She has a unique charm that’s affecting me.”
Realizing this, Chu Feng quickly stepped back, breaking free from her grasp.
Charm. Chu Feng suspected this was some kind of seductive power, like that of a fox spirit, capable of beguiling others.
Despite his strong willpower, he hadn’t expected to be so affected by her.
“You’re too shy. So shy and so weak—how can you be my master?” the woman said, smiling at Chu Feng.
Every gesture, every smile of hers was utterly captivating.
The more she was like this, the less Chu Feng dared to look at her directly.
He had seen many beautiful women, many as enchanting as vixens.
But compared to this woman, they paled in comparison.
This woman was the true enchantress—the kind who could sway even someone as resolute as Chu Feng.
“Senior, are you not a secret technique?”
“Then, that paper—it wasn’t you?”
Despite sensing her danger, Chu Feng pressed on with his questions.
He wanted to confirm if her appearance was related to the paper Dog Bastard’s grandmother gave him.
“What paper? What are you talking about?”
“All I know is that since I awoke, I’ve been waiting for a master.”
“But over all these years, everyone I’ve met has been trash, unworthy of being my master.”
“Though you… you’re not much better.”
She gave a charming smile and continued, “But compared to those losers, you’re somewhat decent.”
“Alas, everything’s relative. You don’t meet my standards either.”
“But I’ve been here far too long. I want to see the outside world.”
With that, her form flickered, turning into a stream of light that circled Chu Feng. When she stopped, she reappeared as a human, standing before him. Her deep, affectionate gaze locked onto him, and her slender arms wrapped around his shoulders.
“So, can you take me out?”
“If you’re willing to take me out, I’ll do anything you want.”
Her voice grew softer, almost tender.
Chu Feng hurriedly pulled away.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be close to her—quite the opposite. His heart was racing, and a strange sensation coursed through him.
He desperately wanted to get closer, even to hold her.
But this wasn’t normal. Chu Feng wasn’t so weak-willed, nor was he the type to throw himself at a beautiful woman.
Over the years, countless women had shown interest in him, and he had rejected them all.
So, he knew that despite his efforts to keep his distance, he was still under her spell.
“Senior, are you trapped here?” Chu Feng asked, stepping back.
