Fairy, don't be afraid, I, Wang Daqi, am truly an honest man.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?" Wang Daqi asked.

"Hehe... Since you drank my porridge, shouldn't you help your senior sister with some housework?"

Jiang Xuerou leaned back lazily in her chair, pointed to the leftover food on the table, and said, "Go and wash the dishes."

"Okay." Wang Daqi stood up obediently and started clearing away the dishes.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuerou laughed even more happily.

The person under the spell will develop a physiological obedience to the spellcaster they "admire".

As long as it's not a demand for immediate suicide or an outrageous request that severely violates their survival instincts, they will almost always comply.

"From now on, you'll be in charge of cooking all the meals in this herb garden, okay?" Jiang Xuerou continued to probe, her brows furrowed with smugness.

"Okay." Wang Daqi walked towards the pool without turning his head, his tone calm.

Zhao Feng, the black dog crouching in the shadows, trembled with excitement.

If it weren't for the fear of being exposed, it would have loved to rush up and give Wang Daqi's buttocks a good thrashing.

It's done!!

This thorn in her side has finally become Xue Rou's slave!

Jiang Xuerou's confidence soared, and a glint of greed flashed in her eyes.

Although Wang Daqi was just a spirit farmer, he must have accumulated a lot of spirit stones over the years by doing odd jobs.

"Great talent! Senior sister is a bit short on money lately and needs some spirit stones for cultivation."

Jiang Xuerou adopted a matter-of-fact tone, extending her fair hand, "Shouldn't you hand over all the spirit stones you have to your senior sister for safekeeping?"

"Sure." Wang Daqi paused in his washing of the dishes, turned around, and looked at her with a smile.

"Hahaha…………"

Jiang Xuerou completely let her guard down, laughing uncontrollably, her snow-white chest heaving with each laugh. "Then hurry up and give it to me!"

At that moment, she seemed to see countless spirit stones beckoning to her.

However, the next second.

The "obedience" on Wang Daqi's face vanished instantly. He looked Jiang Xuerou up and down with an expression as if she were an idiot, and suddenly uttered:

"Senior sister, it's not even evening yet, why are you already dreaming?? You think you can just give it to me like that? Are you my father or my mother??"

"you…………!??"

Jiang Xuerou's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck whose neck had been grabbed, her face full of astonishment and disbelief.

"Woof?!"

Zhao Feng was also stunned and suddenly stood up from the shadows.

What happened?

According to the spell's description, the woman agreed to wash the dishes and cook, which means the heart-locking spell has taken effect!

Why did this guy suddenly become sober when spirit stones were mentioned?

Could it be that the spirit stone is more important to him than his own life, so much so that even the Chain Incantation couldn't suppress it?

"Wang Daqi! How dare you speak to me like that?"

Jiang Xuerou, enraged, slammed her hand on the table, attempting to intimidate her as the spellcaster, "I'll ask you one more time, will you give me the spirit stones or not?!"

"No." Wang Daqi slowly dried his hands, a playful smile on his lips. "But Senior Sister, I also have to ask you, are you feeling... your heart is beating especially fast right now? And when you look at me, do you think I'm particularly handsome and dashing, and even want to pounce on me and kiss me?"

Jiang Xuerou trembled, and her angry eyes instantly turned confused.

An unprecedented, overwhelming "desire" suddenly erupted from the deepest part of her heart!

the reason is simple.

Because everything Wang Daqi said was correct.

"Senior sister, in my opinion, you should wash the dishes here, what do you say?"

Seeing Jiang Xuerou's increasingly dazed and submissive gaze, Zhao Feng, the black dog lying in the corner of the yard, felt as if struck by lightning.

His eyes widened in disbelief, his mind screaming: What's going on?! What on earth is happening?! The spell was clearly placed in Wang Daqi's bowl, so why is Xue Rou the one who looks like she's under the spell?!

Before Zhao Feng could figure it out, what happened next made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Jiang Xuerou actually stretched out her hands, her movements somewhat stiff, but she took the stack of dirty bowls that hadn't been washed from Wang Daqi's hands with utmost seriousness.

"Washing dishes is such a small thing... I'll do it."

Jiang Xuerou spoke softly, her heartfelt tenderness something even Zhao Feng, her official Daoist partner, had rarely experienced.

"Great talent... Junior Brother Wang, you should rest and avoid getting involved in this greasy stuff."

A playful smile curved Wang Daqi's lips.

He crossed his arms, swaggered back onto the stone bench, and said in a cold tone, "Thank you, Senior Sister. Since you're being so obedient now, let me ask you: did you originally intend to harm me? You must tell me the truth."

Jiang Xuerou's delicate body trembled.

It felt as if two forces were tearing at the depths of my soul.

One reason is the original rationality and the promise made to Zhao Feng.

The other was the overwhelming, surging passion that made her want to give her whole heart to Wang Daqi.

After struggling for only a moment, the latter's strength gained an absolute advantage.

"Yes…………"

Jiang Xuerou lowered her head.

Although her voice carried a hint of guilt, it was completely honest.

"I want to harm you. I'm under orders to put the 'Blissful Heart-Locking Curse' in your porridge, making you my puppet, at my beck and call..."

She didn't even need Wang Daqi to ask her.

She then recounted in great detail her plans for the past two days, including how she pretended to be injured, how she seduced him, and how she cast the curse.

"Woof! Woof woof!!!"

Black Dog Zhao Feng was completely panicked.

He realized that Wang Daqi had definitely switched the bowl of porridge!

Jiang Xuerou's soul is now locked inside Wang Daqi.

If he keeps talking like that, even his underwear will be exposed!!

He screamed wildly, even trying to rush up and bite the hem of Jiang Xuerou's skirt, hoping to awaken her senses through pain.

"Shut up! You beast!"

Jiang Xuerou turned her head sharply, her eyes no longer filled with pity, but with disgust and anger as she looked at the black dog. "It's him! Daqi, it was him who ordered me to do this! He's not an ordinary dog, he's Zhao Feng, the one whose body you destroyed!!"

"Xue Rou! Wake up! You've been controlled by this country bumpkin!"

Zhao Feng could no longer hide anything; his divine soul surged violently as he roared madly at Jiang Xuerou.

Startled by this shout, Jiang Xuerou's eyes showed a momentary struggle, the last glimmer of their years of Daoist companionship.

But just then, a large, powerful hand suddenly reached out.

He grabbed the black dog by the neck with perfect precision.

"Ugh..." Zhao Feng's cry instantly turned into a painful whimper, his four short legs struggling violently in the air.

"Zhao Feng, do you really think I didn't know it was you?"

Wang Daqi carried the black dog, his eyes no longer showing any trace of naivety, but instead a chilling coldness that made Zhao Feng's soul tremble.

"Wang Daqi...you...how could you have found out?!"

Zhao Feng knew it was no use pretending anymore, and his voice was filled with terror and resentment as he shouted, "Let me go! You lowly bastard!!"

"Let him go?" Wang Daqi sneered, turning to look at Jiang Xuerou, who was staring at him with concern. "Senior Sister Jiang, you're willing to ruin your reputation to scheme against me for this man. Do you really think he's good to you???"

Jiang Xuerou was stunned for a moment, and instinctively said, "He...he's my younger brother's best friend, and I don't want to hurt him!! Besides, he said he's my only support..."

"Rely on? Hahahaha!" Wang Daqi said as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He stared at the black dog in his hand and said, word by word, "Jiang Xuerou, then I'll tell you the truth. Back then, the real culprit who killed your so-called genius younger brother... wasn't some demonic beast at all. It was actually him, Zhao Feng!!"

"What?!"

Jiang Xuerou was struck dumb, frozen in place.

The unwashed porcelain bowl in my hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into countless pieces.