Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 60: Weaving Heavenly Spider

After spending the entire afternoon "sightseeing" with Vylyss, he dragged his exhausted body back to his domain.

It should be noted that his current strength had increased to seven times that of an ordinary person, yet he still couldn’t "defeat" Vylyss. That alone was enough to understand just how powerful Vylyss was.

Upon returning home, he was not at all surprised to see five young men wrapped up like small cocoons on the ground, with only their heads exposed.

However, the moment they saw Noan, their faces immediately filled with worry and fear. Fortunately for them, the silk threads had bound their mouths so tightly that they couldn’t make a single sound, only writhing on the ground like helpless worms.

Noan’s expression remained eerily calm—so calm that it was terrifying.

At that moment, Zhisse suddenly appeared, crawling onto Noan’s shoulder and gently rubbing its head against his cheek.

Noan responded by lightly scratching its head with his fingers. Naturally, Zhisse enjoyed this very much, lying still to savor the sensation.

’What the hell is this?’ Zhisse cursed inwardly. ’Why does this feel so good?’

’This isn’t right! I am the "Weaving Heavenly Spider"! Even the Dragon Clan trembles at the mention of my name! How dare he treat me so disrespectfully?’

’AAA!!! I can’t resist! What the hell is happening to me?!’

Of course, Noan had no idea what Zhisse was thinking. His gaze remained fixed on the five men lying on the ground, his eyes filled with a murderous aura that sent shivers down their spines.

When he had left his domain earlier, he had already known that some nearby lords were planning to take advantage of his absence to seize control of the territory.

That way, even if Noan managed to escape, Raito could still use his domain to threaten him.

A perfectly crafted plan.

If Noan had remained ignorant, still a weak and powerless lord, he would have been pushed to the brink of death by now.

Fortunately, Noan was neither weak nor a fool.

"Vylyss!" Noan suddenly called out.

From the darkness, a stunning woman emerged.

She was breathtakingly beautiful—so perfect that the five men present were momentarily mesmerized. But the moment her eyes gleamed with a pink light, their minds were clouded, and they fell completely under her spell.

Seeing this, Noan turned to Zhisse and said, "Untie them."

’Huh! Do you think I’ll just obey your command? I am… AAA!! Why can’t I control my own body?’

’You foolish spider! Have you sunk so low that you must submit to the orders of a mere human?’

Though Zhisse cursed internally, Noan did not hear a word of it. And despite its internal struggle, Zhisse did not resist.

On the contrary, it felt an inexplicable joy in following its master’s command. It was as if it was completely unaware of the presence of "another Zhisse" hidden deep within its mind.

The silk threads unraveled. The five men, now hypnotized by Vylyss, had lost all ability to resist—just like Raito earlier that morning.

Noan began his interrogation. "Does anyone other than you know about this plan?"

"No, Master," they all answered in unison.

Noan continued, "Did anyone see or hear of your arrival in my domain?"

"No."

Hearing this, Noan was reassured. He then waved his hand, signaling Vylyss to proceed.

Naturally, their fate was the same as Hawke and Raito’s.

Noan was not a cruel person, but neither was he so foolishly kind.

Those who wished to kill him—he would not let them live.

Even if these men were much weaker than him, even if they posed no real threat to him in the future, he had no intention of leaving behind any potential dangers.

The more cautious he was, the longer he would survive.

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[Ding! Congratulations! You have killed 5 Rank F Lords. You have obtained 5 Rank F Lord Crystals.]

The notification panel appeared, confirming that the five lords had been completely eliminated.

Since they had acted in secrecy, each of them had only brought a single hero. And, of course, their heroes had all been slain by Zhisse, becoming its reserve sustenance.

Noan briefly considered heading to the territories of the fallen lords to seize their assets.

However, such an action was too risky—it would make it too easy for others to deduce that he was the one responsible for their deaths.

Besides, behind these lords stood another figure—the true mastermind behind Hawke’s group.

Caleb.

Yes, Noan hadn’t expected Caleb to be the one leading this alliance of lords.

’You really can’t judge a person by their appearance,’ Noan thought. ’This man is too clever, knowing how to erase his presence while secretly pulling the strings from behind.’

’Someone like him is extremely dangerous. That’s why I have to be even more cautious.’

After cleaning up the battlefield, he collapsed onto the bed that Zhisse had woven for him.

Just as the System had described, Zhisse’s silk was of exceptional quality—like the finest luxury fabric.

Lying on this bed, he felt incredibly comfortable, cool, and at ease, as if he were resting in the softest place in the world.

"Master…"

A seductive voice echoed.

Hearing that bewitching tone did not excite Noan. On the contrary, it sent a shiver of fear through him.

"Vylyss, you… what do you want?"

Seeing Noan’s anxious and wary expression only made Vylyss want to tease him more.

She lay down beside him and whispered, "Master, I’ve been so busy these past few days that I haven’t even had time to sleep. Meanwhile, you get to rest on such a luxurious bed… It’s just not fair."

Cold sweat beaded on Noan’s forehead. He felt as though Vylyss was planning to "devour" him whole.

"I… I can have Zhisse weave a mattress for you just like this, you—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Vylyss had already climbed on top of him, her soft tongue grazing his neck, her warm breath sending tingles down his spine.

"Master, I wasn’t talking about the bed."

Noan trembled at her sweet, alluring voice.

"You know exactly what I mean… don’t you?"

As Vylyss was about to say something more, Zhisse suddenly appeared, waving its legs as if ready to attack her.

Krit! Krit! Krit!

Zhisse let out a series of threatening cries, making it clear that it truly intended to strike.

Vylyss, however, merely scoffed in disdain and flicked her hand.

Clang! Clang!

Countless chains materialized, instantly binding Zhisse in midair, exposing only its head.

’What the hell? A Succubus? How can a Succubus use the "Hell Chains"? And even combine it with spatial magic?!’

’Wait! That Succubus is only at Rank D-Peak! Impossible! Unless… she’s a Royal Succubus?’

’No, that’s not right either. Even a Royal Succubus only reaches Rank D+. They can’t use "Hell Chains" or spatial magic like this one does.’

’Ah! Wait! What the hell are they doing?!’

’AAA!! My eyes… You’ve defiled my eyes!’

’Damn you! You sleep with a filthy Succubus and still dare to call yourself my master?! I curse you! May you be forever impotent! May that Succubus drain you dry and leave you to die in agony!’

Of course, Noan and Vylyss had no idea about the thoughts of "the other Zhisse." They were too preoccupied with enjoying the comfort and elasticity of their new bed.

Vylyss, like a serpent, slithered onto Noan’s body, her long tongue tracing a path from his neck to his chest, then lower.

’AAA!! What the hell is she doing?!’ Zhisse cursed internally. No—this wasn’t Zhisse. This was "another Zhisse."

More precisely, within Zhisse’s body, there were two souls—one belonging to the real Zhisse and the other to a terrifying entity that had perished long ago.

As Vylyss used her tongue to "serve" Noan, "the other Zhisse" felt its eyes had been thoroughly contaminated.

Ah! Not just one pair of eyes—three pairs. With multiple eyes, it could clearly witness everything without a single blind spot.

’Dear heavens! Why must I endure this?’ Zhisse fumed internally. ’You brought me back to life, but why must you taint my eyes like this?’

’I can’t even resist! I’m trapped in this foolish spider’s body, forced to follow that brat around like a loyal pet!’

Zhisse felt utterly humiliated. In its previous life, it had devoted itself to cultivation, finding joy only in growing stronger. It had never once interacted with a man.

Even at the time of its death, the legendary "Weaving Heavenly Spider," feared by even the Dragon Clan, had remained pure and untouched.

Thus, the scene before it was incomprehensible and bizarre—so much so that it couldn’t help but look down on Noan and Vylyss as nothing more than two lustful beasts in heat.

Here, two people were enjoying themselves while one suffered in silent disgust. But elsewhere, someone was even more frustrated than Zhisse.

At that moment, in a small wooden cabin by the stream, all the members of Hawke’s group had gathered.

Of course, they weren’t here to meet Hawke. They were here to meet their true leader—Caleb.

"You’re saying Hawke and Raito haven’t appeared today?"

"That’s right," a woman answered. "Since early this morning, I haven’t seen him, nor have I received any messages from him or Raito."

Caleb furrowed his brows, a troubling thought forming in his mind.

’Could it be… they’ve already discovered Noan’s secret and betrayed me?’