Evil Mage Cultivation: The Immortal Enslavement Path Chapter 63

A night passed.

After a day like that, Wu Han and Luo Lan separated so she could rest. There was a lot for a homebound princess like her to think about.

And that was exactly what he wanted.

Luo Lan might look mature on the outside, but she had never been allowed to grow properly. Living in confinement had left cracks in her, spaces that could be shaped.

She stood at the edge of freedom now.

After spending her whole life as a puppet, she was ready to grab at anything that looked like release.

For Wu Han, there was no better soil.

If she had grown up like a normal person, this would never have worked. Society would have planted morality deep in her bones, made her reject him without hesitation.

Right now, she only acted like a normal person because it was all she had ever been told to be.

And the moment she made her choice...

He would gain the finest kind of servant.

What that truly meant, only time would reveal.

"Oh, my first apostle in this world," Wu Han murmured. "I can’t wait for next month."

The thought alone made him smile.

He stood at the top of the cultivation tower, looking far beyond the town, past the mountains, toward a horizon no one else could see.

Until the last star in the sky fell, he would not stop.

He had done it once.

He would do it again.

The next morning, the meeting Wu Han had arranged with Luo Phen began inside the First Elder’s pavilion.

It was a grand residence set deep within the mountain. From here, one could look down upon the entire Azure Peak Town. A narrow path of bamboo led the way up, quiet and secluded.

The fragrance of tea drifted between them as the two took their seats.

One looked calm. The other did not.

And to no one surprised, the junior was the calm one.

"Where is your master?" Luo Phen asked. His senses stretched outward, searching.

Perhaps the Miracle Doctor was nearby, hiding his presence.

"He’s not coming today," Wu Han said. "He’s busy. So, it’s just you and me."

Wu Han lifted the cup, took a sip, then paused.

A faint smile appeared.

"And it seems you’re already one of his customers."

There was no mistake.

Blended Fire Tea. Hui Lian’s specialty.

And mixed within it, the familiar signature he knew well.

The same imprint he had planted in the antidotes sold in the street yesterday.

"Hahaha, as expected of the Miracle Doctor’s disciple," Luo Phen said with a laugh as he drank as well. "It clears the mind. My cultivation has been stagnant for some time, and lately it’s finally moving again. Your master is truly remarkable."

"No need for flattery," Wu Han replied calmly. "We both know how capable we are."

He cut off the attempt to get closer before it could even begin.

Dragging it further would only make things awkward.

"Uh..." Luo Phen felt his face heat.

Wu Han chuckled.

"What I mean is, I like your style. So don’t hold back. The reason I didn’t expose your little scheme is because I’m on your side."

He laughed again.

"Seriously. You plan something this big, yet you can’t even take a joke."

"Ahem." Luo Phen straightened his collar. Each breath felt heavier the longer he sat across from this boy, and he had faced many powerful people in his life.

"Well then," he said, forcing himself back on track, "perhaps we should begin with Luo Mianyu."

"Good," Wu Han said.

"After Luo Mianyu gave you access to the third floor, our security was triggered," Luo Phen said. "Including the hidden chamber beneath the tower you visited recently."

"Figured," Wu Han replied.

He had known the moment he saw the map.

Once he understood what was buried in it, he knew hiding from the overseer was impossible. The system their Nascent Soul ancestor had built was layered with surveillance far beyond what he could currently dismantle.

Because she had sacrificed her own soul.

Embedded it into every corner of the formation.

Touch it recklessly, and he might be facing a Nascent Soul ghost.

And right now, anything soul-related that stood above him was something he would run from on sight.

"You knew?" Luo Phen stared at him.

He had thought exposing this would give him leverage.

Yet the boy didn’t even blink.

"Of course," Wu Han said. "In the end, it’s only watching. The dead can observe. Only the living can act."

He looked Luo Phen in the eye and smiled.

Luo Phen laughed loudly.

"Yes! Exactly! Our ancestor created a flawless surveillance system for the clan. But to make it eternal, she could only make it see. It cannot interfere."

On the surface, it sounded like praise.

Inside, Luo Phen felt a chill crawl up his spine.

Wu Han had pierced a secret that a Nascent Soul cultivator had intentionally hidden.

And he had done it while still in Qi Condensation.

--

"But what about Mianyu? Continue," Wu Han said, taking another slow sip of tea as if they were discussing the weather.

"Luo Mianyu’s action only alerted us that she opened access to the third floor," Luo Phen replied. "Luckily, what was spoken inside did not leak outside."

Wu Han lowered the cup a little.

"Then how do you know about it?" he asked. "The contract clearly said nobody is allowed to talk about what happens inside. Wasn’t that the rule?"

"You’re right," Luo Phen nodded, and for a brief moment he felt he finally found something to stand on. "But we already arranged beforehand who would do what."

He leaned back.

"Luo Mianyu’s job was simple. Find a chance to remove Luo Lan’s talent behind his back, render her useless so Luo Chen could finally retire and live taking care of his crippled daughter."

Wu Han listened quietly.

Inside, he measured the timing.

From what he saw yesterday, Luo Lan truly loved that old woman. With her eyes, if the betrayal had lasted long, she would have sensed something strange already.

This must be recent.

"I see," Wu Han smiled faintly. "Quite a plan."

He tapped the table lightly.

"How long since she decided to betray Luo Chen?"

"After the engagement with the Third Prince was finalized," Luo Phen answered. "She believed Luo Chen’s judgment was compromised. Too protective of his daughter."

"So, she stood with us."

There was no shame in his voice.

"But then she dragged you into it," Luo Phen continued, his gaze sharpening. "An outsider. Without informing the rest of us."

That part clearly annoyed him.

"I guess she must have made it too enticing, wasn’t it?" Wu Han laughed. "Worried Luo Chen might pick it up?"

They were acting far too suspicious for people trying to stage a coup.

"Yes," Luo Phen finished, "So, we let her take a little trip outside the town while we cleaned things up."

"I understand now," Wu Han leaned back. "You can’t be sure whether I support your cause or not, so you decided to make her leave, then install your own puppet and pressure him politically instead. Am I right?"

"You’re correct," Luo Phen admitted.

"Then I assure you, I’m on your side," Wu Han truthfully promised them.

"Why? Didn’t you just ask for her hand in marriage yesterday? And now you wanted to help us destroy her?" Luo Phen still wasn’t convinced Wu Han was telling the truth.

In his eyes, the boy remained a liability to their plan.

"Because I don’t want a strong wife," Wu Han showed a twisted smile. "A woman should be weaker than the man. I can’t stand that the greatest genius of our time is a girl."

Luo Phen twitched.

But the sinister expression on Wu Han’s face did not look fake. According to the investigation they had done on him, it matched.

Historically speaking, Wu Han had always been a sly womanizer whose days were mostly spent drinking and chasing women.

"I can’t believe a man like you became the disciple of the Miracle Doctor..." Luo Phen sighed.

He had imagined someone grand, composed, with proper morality, worthy of following a figure so revered, someone who was currently spreading miracle cures across the town at a low price.

Or perhaps... the Miracle Doctor himself had hidden motives.

"As do I," Wu Han replied, "but that isn’t what we’re here to discuss, is it?"

He leaned forward, one hand resting on the table.

"If you still want to continue the deal I made with Mianyu, here are my terms and conditions."

Wu Han spoke calmly.

"A spot in the yearly tournament. I want the top position, since I hate wasting time with fools. Another is access to the other two towers. And lastly, ten thousand spirit stones."

"Did you just say it out loud?!" Luo Phen narrowed his eyes, trying to sense something.

But nothing happened.

"Why? You expected my heart to explode just because I talked about the deal where you wanted me to destroy Luo Lan’s cultivation?"

Wu Han kept speaking.

Yet nothing triggered.

It was as if the restriction had never existed.

Luo Phen stiffened. Only now did he understand.

The contract they had signed was an item crafted by the imperial family.

It served as both a binding oath and a surveillance method.

The activation was tied to the signer’s own understanding. The moment someone went against what they believed the agreement meant, the seal on their heart would activate.

Instant death.

No one in history had ever broken it.

Its authority was comparable to soul blood, the kind of life-binding technique used by higher realms to control another person’s fate.

Yet this kid had just stepped over it.

Even Luo Mianyu had only dared to circle around the loophole. She spoke of events outside the room and only hinted that a deal existed.

"So, tell me, First Elder."

Only now did Luo Phen truly realize it.

What he was dealing with was not merely a boy who happened to have a powerful master.

"Do we still have a deal?"

But a monster beyond his understanding.