How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 692: No More Running, Fight to the Death

Chapter 692: Chapter 692: No More Running, Fight to the Death

Soon, the sky outside turned dark.

Pei Shu’er and the others couldn’t find much of the path and couldn’t use light sources, as it would easily reveal their location to the Medicine Men.

Once again, the night vision goggles came into play.

As for those Medicine Men, they wandered around outside and even mistook their companions for enemies due to the low light, starting to kill each other.

Even inside the Holy Hall, Lin Shiyao couldn’t see what was happening below.

However, she felt a tremendous sense of crisis, listening to the sounds of punches landing in the labyrinth, something felt off.

First of all, the people of the Great Tang are mere mortals; there’s no way they could remain silent when being hit.

Moreover, the sounds of fighting were more like the noises made when Medicine Men fight among themselves during training.

Lin Shiyao immediately played a note on her flute, and the Medicine Men stopped fighting.

Lin Shiyao was even more certain that it was the Medicine Men fighting among themselves.

This made her dislike Pei Shu’er even more.

Really, why not confront directly?

Why hide, like a mouse?

Pei Shu’er also found Lin Shiyao’s location.

She had Tang Zan lift her up high so she could see the entire labyrinth, continuously adjusting their path using the night vision goggles and the cover of darkness, leading her team down the right road.

The Holy Hall was now within reach.

They silently arrived at the entrance of the labyrinth, only to find it guarded by even more formidable Medicine Men than before.

Having interacted with the Medicine Men for so long, Pei Shu’er discovered that these Medicine Men do have weaknesses.

She immediately blew her flute, causing the Medicine Men to go berserk, reducing their already low intelligence to zero, and they started fighting among themselves.

In the end, the Medicine Men were knocked down, resulting in mutual destruction.

Xinyue even admired Pei Shu’er a bit. They only knew that playing the flute could drive the Medicine Men mad, turning against their handlers, yet forgot to utilize this trait.

A senseless mad dog is easiest to deal with.

Especially when there is another mad dog around it.

Lin Shiyao sensed something was wrong, her teeth clenched tightly.

She wanted to escape, but there was no place safer than the Holy Hall now.

Besides, the Holy Hall is so complex and precise, they couldn’t possibly make it up here.

And considering Pei Shu’er’s space.

Besides this opportunity, she couldn’t think of another chance to gain access to Pei Shu’er’s space.

In fact, Pei Shu’er was indeed stuck on the first level.

They couldn’t even get through the door.

The door, made of unknown metal, had an especially complex and exquisite lock on it.

Moreover, the area was surrounded by various traps and mechanisms.

A regular person would certainly be unable to unlock it.

But Pei Shu’er knew the password.

Thanks to reading the original novel.

When Pei Shu’er finally unlocked the door, Xinyue was stunned.

"I didn’t even know the password. How did you know it?"

Pei Shu’er smiled, "If I said it was passed down by the former Holy Daughter, would you believe me?"

At this moment, Xinyue’s gaze at Pei Shu’er suddenly changed.

Upon hearing this, the Medicine Men inside also stopped.

But quickly, Lin Shiyao’s order to attack was given, and the Medicine Men began to attack.

Pei Shu’er immediately blew her flute.

When the flute sounded, the Medicine Men stopped attacking.

It was the same tune Lin Shiyao had just played to stop the Medicine Men’s attack.

Even members of the Xuan Department were taken aback; they never expected Pei Shu’er to play such a complex melody.

Among them, even those with exceptional memory wouldn’t know all the tunes.

Even Xinyue was stunned; a tune she couldn’t remember, Pei Shu’er recalled and played with ease.

Lin Shiyao was infuriated. The tune was so difficult, she had to listen multiple times and learn directly from her mentor to master it.

Pei Shu’er had learned it so effortlessly.

Even while navigating the labyrinth.

She was both angry and saddened, immediately playing another attack tune.

And this one was the most difficult of all.

She believed Pei Shu’er wouldn’t be able to replicate it.

Pei Shu’er stood silent throughout, not speaking until Lin Shiyao finished playing before she started playing her flute.

The first attempt was a bit unfamiliar, causing the Medicine Men’s movement to halt.

By the second attempt, Pei Shu’er played more proficiently than Lin Shiyao.

Moreover, once familiar with the previous melodies, she knew which were attack commands, which were for movement, or halt.

Later, she even combined these instructions and melodies randomly.

After the Medicine Men were almost done fighting, Pei Shu’er had everyone stop and led them upwards.

These Medicine Men were only first-floor Medicine Men, never reaching the seventh floor, but they could serve as meat shields.

Use the spear against the shield.

When reaching the second floor, there were indeed more Medicine Men; Pei Shu’er immediately played her flute to control them in combat.

Mutual destruction ensued.

Then they stopped and moved to the third floor.

On the third floor, the same strategy was applied.

By the fourth floor, under the same method, the first-floor Medicine Men were dead, the second-floor severely injured, the third-floor lightly injured, and the fourth floor still retaining combat ability.

Reaching the seventh floor, they found Lin Shiyao sitting on the sacred seat, quietly watching her.

That look was like seeing an enemy, or perhaps like viewing merchandise for sale.

Her eyes were filled with intense interest.

"I never thought you and I are the same, both harboring secrets."

Seeing Lin Shiyao’s scrutinizing eyes, Pei Shu’er knew her space was broadly understood by Lin Shiyao.

But that conversation could only be comprehended by the two of them, Lin Shiyao wouldn’t articulate it clearly, as doing so would only increase her danger.

When Pei Shu’er saw the covetous look in Lin Shiyao’s eyes, she smiled.

In the original novel, Lin Shiyao never appeared to covet others’ space.

It seemed that every time, she would gather some special people into her space, increasing its fortune and size a bit.

Probably an auto-complete setting of this world.

Pei Shu’er said, "Stop wasting words, there’s no need to escape, let’s settle this with a fight."

Lin Shiyao curled her lips, "I was just thinking the same."

In truth, Lin Shiyao truly coveted Pei Shu’er’s space, especially now with spatial fluctuations emanating from her.

The closer the proximity, the more apparent the power of that space became.

Much better than her own imperfect space in many ways.

If not for that space being so alluring, she really would have fled.

Now was the best opportunity to oppose Pei Shu’er, after all, they were in the Holy Hall.

Lin Shiyao smiled, "Very well."

Just as she spoke, sounds of insects crawling could be heard all around.

Everyone looked over, seeing countless poisonous insects, black to the point of being purple.

The poisonous insects were so numerous that there was no place to step.

Even Lin Shiyao was covered in them, with only her fair face visible, making her look extremely eerie.