In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

Old Fru, Bho Su, and the rest who saw this at a safe angle on top of the town felt their hearts sink in fear.

They had never felt so helpless in their lives.

What should they do now?

Seeing Chu Che sway his head in tune with the dance, they were very weak with fear.

How can there be so many skilled Natarajas in one operation?

Did this mean that Black Valley had hundreds or something?

There were many Natarajas around the lower realm. However, finding ones as skilled as these was very rare to find.

So if Black Valley could send them to do such a mission which in their opinion might be considered as small, then didn't it mean that they had hundreds of skilled Natarajas or something?

It wasn't that they were overly skilled, but that they were at the level which could qualify them as Core disciples in any sect.

Of course, if they wanted to be Golden disciples, then they would have to at least be in the 2nd Dao of cultivation (Spirit Realm) and needed way more practice and dance skills to back it up. Nonetheless, it was already impressive enough that the Black Valley had so many that qualified as Core disciples.

Who exactly are these people from Black Valley?

One reason why the dance didn't affect them was because the spell wasn't targeted at them.

That's also why the others below can watch everything alongside the Natarajas.

The Natarajas were their comrades, so of course, it won't be targeted at them.

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Old Fru looked at the scene and clenched his fists so hard that blood trickled from his palms.

Didn't he promise the master and the mistress that he would take care of the young master?

Was he going to watch the young master die right before his very eyes?

Dammit!

Old Fru's heart skipped a beat. And when he was just about to reveal himself, Bho Su suddenly stopped him.

"Old Fru, don't let emotions get the best of you. If you go there now, not only will you die woefully, but you will also fail to get revenge for Boss Chu. You're not the only one who is angry. I'm angry, he's angry... We are all angry. But if we start now, none of us will be able to get revenge."

Old Fru's lips quivered in rage as he forced himself to calm down.

He knew Bho Su was right.

But dammit! It hurt to see the young master he painstakingly brought up, die right before his very eyes.

Deep down, he took Chu Che as his son as well.

From the day the brat had been born, he had been following him.

Whether he stayed with his mother in the room or took walks on the street, Old Fru had always been there.

The only time he wasn't around was when he was out on missions... Or whenever the young master was training, studying in the Pavilion, and sleeping.

He also gave the young master his own space to grow up but still remained the young master's most trusted person. So how could he not feel uneasy?

Old Fru's eyes turned red as he stared at Chu Che, who kept swaying his head left and right.

'Please, young master, hold on a little more. Soon, we will carry out the plan at the right time as planned.'

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Meanwhile, down below, the enemies were all smiling from molar to molar as they exposed their white pearly teeth at the sight of Chu Che's stupidity.

Soon, the Natarajas finished the first part of their dance which was meant for trapping their target's mind in his/her or its body.

Now, it was time to move on to the next part of their dance... Illusion.

That's right.

Within the target's mind, what was happening in real life, was completely different from what the target would see in that trapped world of his.

Bam!

Instantly, all Natarajas jumped into the air gracefully and swirled around, landing back on their feet again.

They repeated this 4 times, using different hand motions. And after landing for the very last time, they all raised their right leg and both hands in the air, as if they were performing some swan dance.

Soon, they flapped their hands, dropped to the ground on their knees, and swayed their bodies in a circular manner.

Then out of nowhere, they suddenly stopped, looked at Chu Che with a warm creepy smile, and stood up very abruptly.

In fact, in their victim's eyes, the illusion the person saw was very different.

The earlier stage of the dance made the victim believe that they were in love with some Goddess, God, or thing in the illusion.

Now, this sudden creepy love was not so scary in the illusion.

The victim, who was the male Chu Che, probably stepped into a pavilion or something and instantly spotted and admired the so-called Goddess in his illusion.

Suddenly, the goddess, who he thought was out of his reach, suddenly stopped what she was doing and smiled warmly at him, probably waving his vision.

Idiot.

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The Natarajas stood up abruptly and smiled creepily.

Then, they ran around in circles again, probably making the girl in the illusion move towards Chu Che.

Once again, they stopped moving in circles, spread their arms to the side, and did a few hand gestures, asking Chu Che to take out his weapon if he had any. And no surprise, Chu Che did as they commanded, taking out his sword.

The Natarajas smiled victoriously as they then tilted their necks and held one hand against it.

Chu Che held his blade against his neck, making everyone feel his death was near.

In the illusion, the fool was probably about to slice an apple for the girl.

The air was tense, as everyone's emotion was high.

Old Fru was about to burst out, while the enemies were more excited as they started in anticipation.

The elders looked at Chu Che cruelly.

'Boy, in your next life, learn to be smart!'

"Natarajas, finish him!"