Rumble—
A mountain collapsed, raising countless plumes of dust. A crimson light shot into the distance, within which was a Nascent Soul cultivator fleeing in panic.
Xu Mubai stood on the ground, panting heavily. His long hair was disheveled, and his white clothes were stained with blood; he looked quite disheveled. Of the four Nascent Soul stage cultivators, he had killed three, and destroyed the physical body of the other, but the Nascent Soul stage allowed him to escape. The one who escaped was none other than the old man in hemp robes.
The ground was riddled with large, uneven craters, and Xu Mubai was nearly exhausted. He was seriously injured from using forbidden techniques, all because A Yao had just watched the whole time without offering any help.
Xu Mubai did everything in his power to protect her.
Ayao frowned as she looked at Xu Mubai's numerous wounds, but made no move to heal him. She held the jade gourd, curiously playing with it, seemingly oblivious to Xu Mubai's severe injuries. Seeing her like that, Xu Mubai felt his wounds ache even more.
Does she not care about herself at all?
He was seriously injured because of her, and even his cultivation level regressed to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, yet she didn't even glance at him.
He felt a dull ache in his heart, and a surge of anger welled up within him. Resentment and bitterness accumulated in his chest, and Xu Mubai coughed up another mouthful of blood. This time, he truly couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
Just as his body was about to hit the ground, a force lifted him up, suspending him in mid-air. Xu Mubai lay horizontally in mid-air, flying towards A Yao. A Yao looked at his battered and bruised appearance, and her heart ached again.
She stuck out a finger and poked Xu Mubai's face.
"You idiot..."
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When Xu Mubai opened his eyes, he saw a light gold canopy. He was lying on the bed, his upper body naked. Ayao was sitting on him, her hands on his shoulders. She was licking the bloody wound on his chest. Her pink tongue touched the wound, and it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xu Mubai's cheeks flushed, and his whole body felt hot.
He hadn't expected such a drastic method of healing.
Although his eyes were looking upwards, his divine sense saw the moist, pink lilac tongue teasingly touching the bloody wound. The pain, accompanied by a strange, electric-like sensation, spread throughout every corner of his body, causing his body to react immediately.
Rapid breathing.
Clearly, every change in his body was perceived by the girl pressing down on him.
Ayao stopped, looked down at Xu Mubai's handsome face, and smiled teasingly.
That smile seemed to say, "You're being way too sensitive!"
Xu Mubai's face burned even more.
"you……"
Xu Mubai tried to push A Yao away and sat up.
"Don't move!"
Ayao pressed him down as he spoke.
Ayao was much stronger than Xu Mubai. With a single exertion, Su Mubai was completely unable to move. He could only lie there, receiving this sensual healing treatment.
Ayao treated the wound on his chest and moved the wound to his lower abdomen.
Xu Mubai tensed up instantly. After his body tensed up for a moment, it felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't help but groan. This sound undoubtedly amused A Yao again.
Hehe~
Xu Mubai was in a very awkward situation.
Although he and A Yao had cultivated together countless times, he didn't like A Yao teasing him like this. Even though he liked A Yao, he was still a little annoyed by her repeated teasing.
But it wasn't entirely anger; there was even a hidden fondness within him. Once he realized this hidden fondness, he felt even more embarrassed and ashamed.
"Alright, your injury has healed."
Ayao got up from Xu Mubai, walked out of bed, went to the mirror, picked up a comb, and combed her long hair.
The man on the bed sat up, his long hair loose, his cheeks flushed. Although his wounds had healed, his body was burning hot. He had been teased by A Yao, and his whole body was aroused. His desire was concentrated in one place, but he couldn't release it. It was really maddening.
His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the girl who had aroused him to the point of lust, yet now looked completely innocent. He hated her intensely.
Xu Mubai looked at A Yao, then suddenly got out of bed and walked towards her.
He strode up to A Yao, reached out and hugged her, kissed her delicate neck, and caressed her body.
What are you doing?
Ayao pushed Xu Mubai away forcefully.
Xu Mubai held her tightly, refusing to let go. Ayao's expression turned cold: "Kneel down!"
The restriction within Xu Mubai's primordial spirit was triggered, and countless red arcs of electricity surged from Xu Mubai's body. An irresistible command made Xu Mubai immediately release A Yao. Then, he suddenly knelt down in front of A Yao, and the ground trembled from the impact of his knees.
"Who gave you permission to touch me? I can touch you however I want, but you can't touch me however you want." Ayao sat in the chair, looking coldly at Xu Mubai. The charming and alluring look on her face was gone, unlike when she was healing his wounds.
Xu Mubai, kneeling on the ground, had a face as dark as ink.
He gritted his teeth, staring hatefully at A Yao's beautiful face. At this moment, he truly hated her for deliberately teasing him, making him succumb to desire, yet never allowing him to be satisfied.
She was enjoying the feeling of tormenting him.
He wanted to disobey the order and stand up, but no matter how he resisted, he could not break free from the slave restriction within his primordial spirit.
Inside the vast palace, a handsome man in a loose white robe knelt on the ground, his teeth clenched, staring almost ferociously at the girl sitting before him. The girl in white, also dressed in a loose robe, had her chest wide open, revealing a large expanse of her cleavage.
Her pair of fair, beautiful legs were revealed from the slit in her nightgown, her long, black hair cascaded down her back like satin, and her azure eyes sparkled like stars.
Her stunningly beautiful face held a cruel mockery as she looked at the man kneeling before her.
"Are you feeling humiliated now? Or are you extremely angry?" Ayao asked with a light laugh.
Just as she said, Xu Mubai felt not only humiliated but also extremely angry.
He had never even knelt before his own parents since he was a child. His parents loved him dearly and never made him kowtow. But now he was kneeling before a woman who was utterly despicable, constantly humiliating him. His anger, his pain, his resentment—all of it was her amusement.
Why did he feel that she was a pure and flawless fairy when he first saw her?
Is he blind?
Yes, he must be blind.
She's a witch.
“You’re insulting me again, aren’t you?” Ayao said.
Xu Mubai said coldly, "That's right, I'm cursing you, you shameless witch."
Snap!
A slap landed on Xu Mubai's face.
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