While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

"This is... a domain?"

Haibara Yu's voice trembled slightly, but he remained composed, gripping his short sword tightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the surrounding Japanese-style buildings.

Nanami Kento didn't speak, but his breathing had slowed down and become very light, and his whole body was taut.

Tianyan stood in front of the two, glanced around, and then focused his gaze on the tightly closed wooden doors.

The only thing capable of creating such a world-changing effect is undoubtedly a domain. Based on the system's hints, it can be ruled out that it is the domain expansion of a sorcerer.

But he noticed something: the oppressive feeling of the curse was wrong.

Since it is the domain of a top-tier cursed spirit, just standing inside, the indiscriminate pressure from the cursed spirit is enough to make a level one mage breathless.

But the oppressive feeling here is more like a thin veil, creating a hazy atmosphere.

A string of information appeared in everyone's minds; it was information about this cursed spirit realm.

Tianyan stroked his chin, realizing why the activity of the top-tier cursed spirits had gone unnoticed and why his group had been silently pulled into this area.

This domain abandons the concepts of guaranteed hit and guaranteed kill, relying instead on the characteristic of absorbing only energy and magical power without causing death, in exchange for the effects of concealment and forgetting upon leaving.

Just then, the tightly closed wooden doors on both sides of the road slid open at the same instant.

Pink light shone through the cracks in each of the open doors, spreading out in a soft halo.

Pink mist slowly seeped out from under each door, drifting into the air.

Haibara Yu glanced into one of the doors.

Tatami mats, pink lanterns, gauze curtains hanging from the ceiling, and the hazy figures behind the curtains.

The shadows danced, appearing and disappearing in the pink light through a thin veil.

That was the shadow of a lady, her figure graceful, dancing some kind of erotic dance.

The silhouette behind the gauze curtain was clearly naked, and the exaggerated twisting of her waist, accompanied by some faint sound of string and wind instruments, created an eerie and decadent atmosphere.

"Senior... I... I feel something's strange..."

Tianyan suddenly turned around.

Haibara Yu stood there, but he was no longer the energetic boy he had been just moments before. His face was flushed with an unnatural redness that spread from his cheeks to his ears and even tinged his neck with a faint blush.

This guy's eyes were unfocused, his pupils were dilated, and he was breathing rapidly as if he had just finished a marathon.

He still held the short knife in his hand, but the blade was now pointing off-center. It was no longer in a forward-facing, defensive posture, but hanging limply at his side with the tip pointing to the ground, as if he had forgotten he was still holding a weapon.

Even more outrageous, he mumbled nonsense like "So soft," "You smell so good," and "Don't run away," and then his magical power surged out uncontrollably.

Pink flames suddenly ignited, enveloping him in an ambiguous halo.

"Haibara!" Nanami Kento tried to grab him, but he stumbled as soon as he took a step.

The usually composed blond boy knelt on one knee, his hands supporting him on the ground. His face was flushed like a boiled shrimp, veins bulged on his forehead, and he stared at the ground with a dazed look, a perverted smile on his lips.

Pink mist poured out continuously, and Tianyan took a breath, immediately seeing double images before his eyes.

Two stunningly beautiful women, completely naked, materialized from the mist and wrapped their arms around his arms, the soft touch feeling eerily real.

"Sir~ Do you think we danced well~"

They breathed sweetly into his ear, their slender fingers tracing circles on his chest. Tianyan had to admit that the illusion was incredibly well-made, with solid dance skills, supple figures, alluring eyes, and even the body fragrance was perfectly simulated.

The next second, more images flooded his mind: ladies from behind the gauze curtains emerged and danced around him on the stone path, their snow-white skin gleaming like pearls under the pink lights.

Tianyan stared honestly for three seconds: "The gluteus maximus activation is very scientific, the frequency of hip twisting... wow, no wonder you're a professional, your skill level is really high!"

He stared for another five seconds before suddenly waking up.

"Zen Temple Heavenly Flame! What are you doing! This is an enemy trap!"

A jolt of consciousness shattered all the images on the spot!

"Hey, you two!"

Tianyan turned around and couldn't help but twitch his lips; their positions had changed.

The usually composed Nanami Kento was now flushed, embracing a vermilion pillar with a look of deep affection, muttering, "No...no need to work overtime...we can...hehe..."

Haibara Yu, standing next to him, was even more outrageous, lying on the ground and frantically attacking the sky.

The three people's magical power was burning at a slow pace, and wisps of magical power drifted along the pink mist towards the end of the corridor.

Tianyan glanced at Haibara Yu, then at Nanami Kento, and remained silent for two seconds.

He took his phone out of his pocket and opened the camera app.

Click, click, click.

The two young people were under immense pressure and were easily infected. Although there was no immediate danger to their lives, the recovery time would be longer if it went on for too long.

This is when Tianyan, as a senior, needs to step forward!

"We need to find the core of this field."

Achieving this goal seems quite easy, as you should be able to find it simply by following the direction the fog is drifting.

So he strode and ran deeper into the red-light district.

One by one, the pink lanterns on both sides lit up, the shadows behind the gauze curtains grew larger, and the dancing movements became faster and more alluring.

Pink mist seeped out from the cracks in every door, spreading across the gray stone pavement like a river that seemed to have no end.

One minute.

Two minutes.

three minutes.

Tianyan stopped in his tracks.

He stood in the middle of the flower street, looking at the pavilion in front of him, which was exactly the same as the one he had seen three minutes ago.

It's not similar, it's the same.

He glanced back and saw that Haibara Yu and Nanami were still lying on the ground in the distance, one clinging to a pillar and the other attacking the air, their postures unchanged.

Tianyan stood still, his brows furrowed.

"Space loop," he said softly.

This is not an ordinary maze, but part of the domain's rules. Without the 'key,' he will be stuck on this flower street forever, unable to get out or enter.

His two junior classmates will have their magical power gradually drained outside.

At this point, some external help is needed to break the deadlock.

Tianyan remained silent for a moment, then reached into his pocket and grasped the storage ring.

He took out a crystal core and held it in his palm.

The crystal nucleus gleamed with a warm luster in the pink light, like a luminous pearl.

Tianyan remembered clearly that when he first held the crystal core in the Zen Temple family's "beast cage," all the cursed spirits in the cellar rushed at him like madmen.

They didn't pounce on him, they pounced on the crystal core.

At this moment, in this realm created by the cursed spirit, this thing is more attractive to it than to them.

So, it will come!

Tianyan stood still, holding the crystal core, and waited for five seconds.

The pink lanterns on both sides of the flower street suddenly went out at the same time.

It wasn't that the lanterns went out one by one, but that all the lanterns lost all their light at the same instant.

The dark purple sky grew even darker, as if someone had poured ink into water.

The air freezes.

The cloying, dizzying aroma became so intense it was almost suffocating, as if something was approaching from the end of the red-light district.

Then, Tianyan heard a sound.

It wasn't the sound of footsteps or breathing, but a more subtle, lighter sound, like the sound of silk rubbing against the ground.