It seemed to work, as her expression was constantly shifting; she wasn't sure of herself right now, since she felt tainted by him. So could she really trust him after being forced into this situation?
Couldn't there have been another way, instead of committing such lustful actions? Her thoughts were running amok, she didn't even notice Ryan tucking her waist with a firm grip. He was tempted to fondle her perky tight ass, but he held himself back.
Right now he had to play his cards carefully so he activated Voice of Temptation and Persuasion Mastery. "You're probably asking why I did this...", When he said that she immediately stared into his eyes expecting an answer since he just asked the question she wouldn't.
Seeing this, he continued "Simple, your potential is great, I'm sure you know this, but what you didn't know is that your potential was stolen, by your so-called elders."
Hearing this she looked at him like she had just heard the most unbelievable thing, 'Does this God think I was born yesterday, is that your excuse for picking me?' she thought to herself while maintaining a neutral expression.
He did activate the abilities that should help him be extremely persuasive, but if he was to lie, it had to be constructive and reinforced before it finally landed. It's not like the ability was mind control, it just made words more persuasive depending on how you structured them.
So Ryan ditched that approach and picked a new one, attacking her trauma.
"Let me show you something, but don't blame me for what your about to see" Ryan said before projecting a scene on the wall, the scene showcased a family and a little girl in a ruined city, she didn't recognize it was her family though, it was a fragmented image, even the projection wasnt sure about what they looked like, so their faces were blurred.
But she felt drawn to the little girl in the projection feeling a close connection. In the background, a black-robed man with long wavy hair levitated in the sky holding onto the decapitated head of another cultivator like a trophy, the black robed cultivator then released a dark flame from his palm on the head, turning it into a skull as if it didn't originally have flesh and Features. Then he tossed the skull aside.
Her parents were trapped under a thick piece of rubble from a collapsed building. They tried to crawl out, but it was too heavy, whats worse is that her father tried to shelter her mother from the rubble itself, which was straining his back.
*BOOM* *SPLASH*
The same black-robed cultivator, had stomped on the rubble, effectively crushing her parents, with no hesitation and brutal efficiency. It happened so fast that the little girl stood there in shock, she loosely held her toy as blood splashed onto her clothes and face. Her parents, who struggled for a long time under that piece of ruble, turned into paste.
The black-robed cultivator adjusted his hair, then stepped off the piece of rubble landing on the ground, he casually walked up to the little girl, some of the blood even tainted his boots as he pretended like he didn't just kill this little girl's parents within a flash.
When he got close even he smiled like a maniac, "Hi little one, how would you like to join the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, it's the best Clan in the world of Eldora, with the best cultivation techn–" he continued as if nothing had just happened.
He didn't even care about the fact that the little girl was still staring at the rubble in shock with blood all over her. Her ears were still ringing from the shockwave of him stomping on her parents under the rubble.
"–honestly, I don't see why you shouldn't join, come, I'll take you to our battleship immediately where you will meet your peers who are also excited to join the clan"
"Gunther?, Thank the heavens, today must be my lucky day" another white-robed cultivator said as she slowly descended from the sky. Just as the Black-robed cultivator was about to leave on top of that. This frustrated him but he didn't show it.
"This one is mine, stay back bitch" Gunther, the black-robed cultivator said as he tried to leave, he shattered a tailsman and tried to teleport with the child in hand by grabbing her arm.
But for some reason, he seemed to be glitching, His body jerked, not in motion, but in fragments, as if each part of him were trying to arrive somewhere the world would not permit.
His outline shuddered violently, splitting into overlapping afterimages that snapped back into place a heartbeat too late. It looked like movement, but it wasn't—more like existence itself was stuttering.
"Gunther, always leaving me behind when I appear, am I a Plague to you!"
The white-robed cultivator asked with an angry voice but she till maintained a smile like she wasn't mad at all. "You can forget about using teleportation, I already locked the space the moment I saw you."
While saying this she raised a finger and a small fireball emerged at the tip of her finger, then it expanded rapidly and grew in size.
Seeing this Gunther began to sweat, so he stopped trying to use teleportation and decided to ditch the kid and fly away at full speed.
Seeing this the White-robed cultivator could only laugh like a psychopath watching her pray run for its life, "Run!, Run you little rat" She said as the sphere grew bigger and bigger.
"Kid, stand next to me or die" She said without even sparing the little girl a glance, she was only focused on the sphere with a confident smirk. The little girl snapped out of it and ran to her side, then stood behind her like a frightened animal.
"Cute, wanna see something cool?" The cultivator didn't wait for the little girl's answer. She threw the sphere into the sky and then casually folded her arms.
The sphere didn't even stop expending even then, it grew to the size of the destroyed city they currently stood on. The little girl could even see various cultivators flying into the sky as if escaping something from the ground.
They all flew into outer space, which was concerning especially for the little girl who witnessed this. But the white-robed lady remained unfazed. The sphere now looked like a burning sun, flares constantly emerging in arches on the surface as it pulsed with intense heat.