The thick, intoxicating scent of premium sandalwood incense filled my nose, but it was the sudden, overwhelming surge of raw power in my veins that made my eyes snap open.
I didn't panic. I didn't question his sanity.
I looked down at my hands, clad in wide, flowing sleeves of embroidered black and gold silk, and felt the terrifying, world-crushing aura radiating from my body.
Gu Changge.
A violent flood of foreign memories crashed into his skull, confirming everything.
The Upper Realm, the supreme immortal family, the peerless talent, and the fact that I was currently sitting cross-legged on a lavish white jade throne.
'I transmigrated... into I'm the Fated Villain?!'
I knew the plot perfectly. I remembered every single scheme, every hidden treasure, and every turning point from the manhua chapters he had devoured back on Earth.
I knew exactly how to manipulate the events, how to layout traps, and how to stay ten steps ahead of everyone else.
But as the full reality settled in, my mind flashed to how the original Gu Changge acted.
A manic, twisted grin split his face, my eyes lighting up with unadulterated glee.
'Well, I'm in charge now. I won't be a celibate monk. I will take them all for myself, building a slave kingdom of a thousand girls!"
All the legendary female characters I found while reading the comic were now within my reach.
The icy cousin Gu Xian'er, the seductive nine-tailed fox Yin Mei, Su Qingge.. they weren't drawings anymore.
Even my future fated wife Yue Mingkong, and my status as the young master of the immortal Gu family with a matriarch mother who held immense power and supreme beauty, flooded my thoughts.
In this world, the original Gu Changge kept everyone at a cold, calculating distance.
But this new mind wouldn't let a single drop of beauty go to waste. They were real, and I possessed the ultimate background to conquer every single one of them.
Before I could even let out a depraved laugh out loud, a cold, mechanical chime echoed inside my soul.
[Ding! Detecting Host's successful transmigration into the Fated Villain body.
Error: Standard Villain System overridden by the Primary Core.
Successfully Bound: The Perverted Corruption System!]
'A Perverted Corruption System?!" My heart hammered with pure excitement.
'Are you kidding me? This is a total paradise!'
[System Introduction: Why kill the Fated Heroes when you can shatter their souls? Host must conquer, corrupt, and achieve physical intimacy with the Fated Heroines to plunder the world's luck. The more depraved the actions and the more despair the Fated Hero feels, the higher the rewards!
Current Target: Su Qingge (Fated Heroine)
Current Intimacy: -10% (Fear/Resentment)
Active Mission: First Blood of Destiny
Objective: Force Su Qingge into direct physical intimacy in front of Ye Chen.
Base Reward: 1,000 Destiny Points, Instant Realm Breakthrough.]
My gaze locked onto the pair standing before the throne. I didn't look at them with the original villain's cold indifference.
I looked at them like a starving beast looking at a feast, ready to claim my very first prize.
There was Ye Chen, the Fated Hero, shaking with righteous fury. And right beside me was Su Qingge. She was breathtaking.
Her flawless porcelain skin, her incredibly narrow waist bound by a silk sash, and the sweeping, voluptuous curve of her heavy hips and plump bottom beneath her white gown made my blood boil with immediate lust.
"Young Master Gu!" Ye Chen roared, his face flushed with hatred.
"Qingge is a Holy Maiden, not a servant! If you think your status allows you to trample on everyone, one day, I will-"
"Shut up, insect," I sneered. I didn't care about the hero's monologue.
I just wanted to get to the good part. With a thought, I released some pressure.
Boom!
The sheer weight slammed Ye Chen into the floor.
The hero gasped, his knees shattering against the jade tiles, blood spraying from his mouth as he was pinned down like a pathetic bug.
"Ye Chen!" Su Qingge cried out, dropping to her knees. Her eyes shimmered with tears as she looked up at me, pleading.
"Please, Young Master Gu! Spare his life! Our sect will do anything to appease you!"
I leaned forward, my eyes shamelessly scanning her perfect, straining figure, lingering heavily on the tight press of her breasts against her dress and the rich curve of her waist.
A dark, smile stretched across my face.
"Anything? Good," I chuckled.
"Come here. Crawl up to my throne, and sit right on my lap."
Su Qingge froze, her face turning pale with pure humiliation.
Before she could process the horrific demand, the heavy spiritual doors of the pavilion burst open.
The Sect Master and the elders rushed in, drenched in sweat. They had heard everything.
"Qingge! Do it now!" the Sect Master screamed in a panicked frenzy.
"Young Master Gu has given you a command! Do you want our entire sect wiped out for this worthless disciple?!"
"Listen to the Sect Master!" an elder shrieked, bowing so low his nose hit the floor.
"Serving Young Master Gu is your greatest honor! Strip away your pride and obey!
Hearing her own elders abandon her, Su Qingge's resolve shattered.
Tears of absolute helplessness streamed down her face. She looked at Ye Chen, who was groaning in the dirt, completely powerless.
Slowly, she stood up.
Her long, jet-black hair swayed against her back, and the fine white silk of her gown tightly hugged the full, heavy curves of her hips and bottom as she walked.
Every step was a nightmare of shame for her, but for me, watching those lush, thick curves sway was pure art.
She reached the throne, her body trembling violently.
Turning her back to me, she slowly lowered herself, her soft, shapely behind sinking completely into my lap
The moment her warm, supple curves pressed firmly against my thighs,
Her thick, juicy asset molded perfectly over my lap, and her delicate fragrance of night-blooming lotus filled my lungs, driving my excitement to a fever pitch as I hardened beneath her.
[Ding! Su Qingge has initiated direct physical contact. Dignity shattered.
Current Intimacy: 15% (Submissive/Conflicted)
Base Reward: 1,000 Destiny Points plundered!]
Below the throne, Ye Chen's eyes went completely bloodshot.
Watching his pure, untainted goddess sitting directly on the lap of a degenerate villain, her round hips grinding helplessly against another man's groin, broke something fundamental inside him.
"Gu... Chang... ge!" Ye Chen screamed, a terrifying, ghostly flame flickering from the ancient ring on his finger.
"I'll kill you! I'll tear your flesh from your bones!"
[Ding! Ye Chen witnesses the intimacy. Rage Gauge: 100% (MAX)!
Multiplier Triggered (Multiplier x5)!
Bonus Plunder: 5,000 Destiny Points stolen!
Ding! Ye Chen's luck has tanked. Unlocking Host's First Realm Breakthrough!]
The pure rush of power combined with the heavy weight of the beautiful woman in my lap made me feel like an untouchable god.
I didn't waste a second. My arm wrapped tightly around Su Qingge's narrow waist, pulling her voluptuous body hard against my chest.
My other hand immediately went wide, my fingers boldly roaming over her hips, squeezing the soft, tight flesh of her outer thigh through the gown, sinking my fingers deep into her plump curves.
"Ah...!" Su Qingge gasped, squirming restlessly in my lap, her face burning a deep, fiery crimson as she tried to escape my heavy touch, but her struggles only made her rub more firmly against my hardened length, sending a jolt of heat through them both.
Gu Changge laughed darkly, completely intoxicated by her reactions.
I looked down at the thrashing Ye Chen, noticing the flickering ring. Thanks to my knowledge of the comic, I knew exactly who was inside: Yan Ji, the beautiful, ancient female master.
'You're next,' I thought.
"Sect Master," Gu Changge commanded, my hand sliding beneath the silk sash of Su Qingge's gown, slipping under the smooth fabric to make direct contact with the velvety, bare skin of her waist.
"Y-Yes, Young Master!" the Sect Master scrambled forward.
"Drag this trash to your deepest, darkest dungeon," Gu Changge sneered, my fingers tracing down the sensitive skin of Su Qingge's ribs and sliding toward the side of her soft breast, making her whimpering body go soft and compliant against me.
"Break his legs if he gets loud. I'm going to take my time enjoying his Holy Maiden tonight. Once I'm done, I'll come down to the cells to show him exactly how she tastes."
"Gu Changge! You beast! Stop touching her!"
Ye Chen shrieked, but the elders didn't wait.
Terrified of annihilation, they pounced on Ye Chen, slapping a restrictive talisman on his chest and violently dragging him out of the hall.
As the doors slammed shut, I felt the ring's consciousness fluctuate with profound shock and disappointment at Ye Chen's pathetic display.
[Ding! Ye Chen imprisoned. Dignity obliterated. Plundered 2,000 Destiny Points!
Yan Ji (Hidden Master) is experiencing severe disillusionment. Corruption extraction prep complete!]
With the room empty, I buried my face in Su Qingge's neck, biting gently on her sensitive earlobe while my hand gripped her bare hip tightly, kneading her soft flesh as she wept silently in my embrace, waiting to be conquered.
"You're a good girl, Qingge," i whispered breathlessly, my hand moving down to firmly cup and squeeze her round backside as she shuddered in my lap, my eyes flashing with corrupt, insatiable hunger.
"Let's go to the bedchamber. Your brother Ye Chen is waiting for us to make some noise."
-x-X-x-
The massive spiritual doors of the pavilion remained firmly shut, leaving the grand hall in a heavy, loaded silence.
I sat back on my throne, my massive, rock-hard length pressing firmly against the plump, heavy curves of Su Qingge's behind.
I took my hand out from beneath her gown, casually patting her round, juicy backside with a sharp, resounding slap that made her flinch.
"Get up and get your ass into bedchamber, Qingge," I commanded, my voice dripping with casual, dominant authority.
"Strip off every single thread of those fine clothes and wait for me on the bed. If I walk in and find even a single piece of fabric covering you, your precious Sect Master will be carrying your elders' heads in baskets by morning. Move."
Su Qingge bit her trembling lip, her face burning with a mixture of raw shame and intense arousal.
She slowly stood up from my lap, her thighs shaking so violently she could barely keep her balance.
Without daring to look me in the eyes, she turned around, her voluptuous figure swaying submissively as she hurried toward the private chambers, completely defeated.
Watching her delicious, curvaceous figure disappear behind the silk curtains, I let out a low, deeply satisfied chuckle.
'This is exactly what I am talking about!' I thought, a wave of corrupt excitement washing over me.
'The original Gu Changge would be planning five different political assassinations right now. Boring. There is nothing better than watching a pure, high-and-mighty Maiden bend to my absolute will.'
With a wave of his black and gold sleeve, the spiritual array sealing the hall flickered. "Old Ming, come in."
A ripple tore through the space in the center of the room.
An elderly figure dressed in simple gray robes stepped out of the void, bowing so low his spine curved into a perfect arch.
This was Old Ming, a powerful cultivator from the Upper Realm assigned as Gu Changge's personal caretaker and enforcer in this lower world.
"Young Master, your servant is here," Old Ming spoke, his voice filled with absolute, unwavering loyalty.
"What are your orders?"
I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing into a sharp, predatory glint as I recalled the plot.
I knew exactly what Ye Chen was planning down in the dark prison cells.
"Old Ming, go down to the dungeon and keep a strict eye on Ye Chen," I ordered, my tone turning icy and calculating.
"But do not look at the boy. Look at the ancient ring on his finger. There is a powerful, ancient remnant soul hiding inside it. She possesses a primeval flame talent."
Old Ming's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but he quickly suppressed it, marveling at his Young Master's divine perception.
"A remnant soul? Should your servant forcefully strip the ring and crush it?
"No," I sneered, a dark, perverted smile spreading across his face.
'If you crush it now, how am I going to corrupt that beautiful ancient master and add her to my collection?'
I cleared my throat and continued aloud, "Let the soul do as she wishes. She will try to gather spiritual energy to help Ye Chen escape or heal his broken bones. Do not stop her, but do not let them actually leave the premises.
I want her to waste her soul energy, and more importantly, I want her to watch how pathetic and helpless her chosen disciple truly is."
"Your servant understands perfectly! Young Master's wisdom is boundless," Old Ming bowed deeply, stepping backward into the void and vanishing without a trace to execute the command.
[Ding! Meta-Knowledge successfully utilized to counter the Fated Hero's hidden trump card.
Yan Ji's actions are completely anticipated and monitored.
Plundered 1,500 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!]
Hearing the system chime, I stood up from my throne.
The rush of pure, corrupt power in my veins combined with the anticipation of what was waiting for me in the next room made my blood boil with pure lust.
Time to collect my first real dividend from the Perverted Corruption System, I thought, a grin splitting on my face as I walked toward the private bedchamber.
I pushed past the heavy silk curtains. The inner room was dimly lit by glowing spiritual stones, casting a soft, warm glow over the massive, luxurious bed covered in primordial silk sheets.
There, sitting in the center of the bed, was Su Qingge.
Just as I had ordered, she had discarded her white Holy Maiden gown.
Her breathtaking, unclad form was fully exposed to his predatory gaze.
Her porcelain skin practically glowed in the dim light, her shoulders smooth and delicate, leading down to the tight, full swell of her heavy breasts that bounced slightly with her panicked breathing.
Her impossibly narrow waist gave way to the rich, voluptuous flare of her wide hips and smooth, thick thighs, her long, jet-black hair draping over her chest to barely conceal her prominent pink nipples.
Tears were silently rolling down her flawless cheeks, her hands trembling as she tried to cover her intimate areas, looking utterly exposed and conquered.
I didn't waste another second. With a beast-like ferocity, I pounced onto the luxurious bed, pinning Su Qingge's delicate frame beneath my heavy body.
Before she could even let out a whimper, my lips crashed onto hers, attacking her mouth with a furious, suffocating kiss.
I forced my way inside, tasting her sweetness completely against her will, ignoring the frantic, helpless movement of her head as she tried to turn away.
"Mmh...!" Su Qingge gasped into the kiss, her body going rigid under the sheer dominance of my assault.
The sudden intake of air only allowed me to deepen the kiss, my teeth grazing her lips with a ruthless intensity that left her completely breathless.
As my mouth ruthlessly claimed hers, my large hands went wild across her upper body.
I targeted her fresh, white, supple boobs, my palms flattening against the heavy, bouncing mounds before digging my fingers deep into the soft flesh.
I handled her roughly, squeezing and kneading the creamy mounds with absolute possessiveness, completely reshaping them under my palms.
Su Qingge squirmed beneath me, her back arching slightly as my rough grip sent a violent jolt of shock through her body.
Her gorgeous, pink-nippled breasts were entirely at my mercy, flushing a deep rose color under the friction of my palms.
I pinched and rolled the sensitive, prominent tips between my fingers, eliciting another muffled, trembling gasp from her sealed lips.
I reached down and aggressively tore away the front of my luxurious silk robes, casting the embroidered fabric aside.
With a sudden, heavy motion, my hardened member sprang free into the dim light of the bedchamber.
Su Qingge's tear-filled eyes widened in pure, unadulterated shock, her breath catching completely in her throat as she stared at the sight.
It was absolutely massive, thick and fiercely veined, looking less like a normal human asset and more like a coiling, primordial dragon ready to tear through the heavens.
The sheer size of it completely shattered whatever lingering sense of defiance she had left, leaving her trembling with a deep, instinctive terror.
She felt a wave of cold fear wash over her, because looking at the sheer magnitude of the length, she knew with absolute certainty that she would be completely broken if it entered her suddenly without any preparation.
A wave of supreme, depraved pride surging through my as I looked down at her pale, terrified face.
I grabbed her narrow waist with my iron grip, dragging her voluptuous hips firmly toward me, forcing the plump, supple flesh of her bottom directly against my raging heat, letting her feel the full, crushing weight of my arousal.
Su Qingge whimpered, her tears flowing faster as she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for an agonizing rupture.
But instead of forcing my way inside her velvet depth immediately, I leaned down, my lips brushing against her burning earlobe.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of my coiling dragon, tapping the heavy, pre-cum slicked tip directly against her trembling chin.
"Look at it, Qingge," I growled darkly, my eyes flashing with an insatiable, corrupt hunger.
"You're terrified, aren't you? You know damn well that if I push this all the way inside you right now, it's going to tear you apart. I'm a reasonable man, so I'll give you an alternative."
Su Qingge opened her eyes, looking up at me with a desperate, submissive gaze, hanging onto my every word.
"Open your beautiful mouth," I commanded, a wicked, perverted smirk splitting my face.
"Lick it. Taste every single inch of my dragon and wet it properly. Prepare it yourself, Holy Maiden. Because if you don't coat it with your spit and get it ready, I'm going to slam it straight inside you raw, and I promise you it will hurt like hell."
Su Qingge stared at the massive, veiny length hovering right in front of her face, her heart hammering against her ribs as she faced the ultimate degradation.
Down in the dungeons, Ye Chen's destiny points were continuously plummeting, completely unaware that his pure goddess was currently parting her lips for the ultimate villain.
Slowly, tremblingly, Su Qingge leaned her head forward, her pink tongue peeking out toward the heavy tip.
[Ding! Direct high-level physical degradation initiated.
Target Su Qingge's purity is being systematically defiled.
Current Intimacy: 30% (Terrified/Highly Aroused)
Plundered 2,500 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!]
-x-X-x-
Su Qingge's pink tongue hovered just millimeters away from the heavy, pre-cum slicked tip of my cock.
The heat radiating from my length hit her face in waves, mixing with the scent of sandalwood incense and raw masculinity that filled the enclosed bedchamber.
She closed her eyes for a fraction of a second, a single tear slipping past her long eyelashes, before she fully crossed the point of no return.
Slurp.
The wet, warm friction of her soft tongue dragging across the highly sensitive edge of the tip made me let out a low, deeply depraved grunt of pure satisfaction.
I reached down and tangled my fingers into her silky, jet-black hair, not to pull her away, but to guide her movements with an iron, uncompromising grip.
Suck... squelch...
"Ah... mmh..." Su Qingge let out a muffled whimper as she opened her mouth wider, letting her lips part against the massive, veiny shaft.
Sluck, sluck, sluck.
She began to lick it up and down just as I had demanded, coating the fierce, pulsing dick in her warm saliva.
Every swirl of her tongue, every submissive stroke she made to wet the colossal length was a monument to her utter defeat.
She was the pristine Holy Maiden of the Eastern Taiyue Sect, an untouchable immortal goddess in the eyes of ordinary peoples, now reduced to an absolute slave kneeling on the primordial silk sheets, desperately trying to prepare the very tool that would soon take her purity.
'Yes! This is it!' I thought, my blood roaring like a tidal wave as I looked down at her beautiful face working helplessly around my groin.
I began to shift my hips forward, deliberately pressing the heavy head of my dick past her lips, forcing her to take the thickest part against the roof of her mouth.
Su Qingge gagged slightly, ack... glug..., her throat tightening against the sheer, impossible volume of my asset, but my hand in her hair held her firmly in place, forcing her to endure the heavy, rough intrusion.
[Ding! Target Su Qingge has initiated deep psychological and physical submission.
Purity breakdown: 45% complete.
Current Intimacy: 20% (Broken/Extremely Conflicted)
Plundered 3,000 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!]
...
Down in the deepest, darkest dungeon of the sect, Ye Chen was violently chained to a cold stone wall, his cultivation completely suppressed by the Sect Master's heavy talismans.
He suddenly clutched his chest, coughing up a fresh mouthful of dark blood, splat, as an inexplicable, agonizing void tore through his very soul.
"Qingge..." Ye Chen choked out, his eyes wide and vacant in the darkness.
"Why... why does my heart hurt so badly? What is that demon doing to you?!"
Inside the ancient ring on his finger, the consciousness of Yan Ji flickered violently. Her ethereal, flame-like soul form was filled with a mixture of profound shock, worry, and a creeping sense of disgust.
Through her spiritual perception, she could sense the massive, overwhelming waves of destiny points being stripped away from Ye Chen. She could feel his luck evaporating into nothingness.
'He is completely broken,' Yan Ji thought, her ancient, fiery eyes narrowing in the darkness of the ring.
'A cultivator must possess an indestructible heart. But Ye Chen's mind is completely consumed by chaotic rage, helplessness, and pathetic despair. If he cannot even maintain his own mental fortitude under pressure, how can he ever hope to reach the peak of the martial path? Is this truly the disciple I chose to bet my revival on?'
...
Back in the luxurious bedchamber, I had finally reached the absolute limit of his patience.
The slick, wet coating of Su Qingge's saliva had made my dick glistening and completely lubricated, ready to breach the ultimate boundary.
I gripped her hair firmly, pulling her head back with enough force to make her look directly into my dark, void-like eyes.
Her lips were wet and swollen, her chest panting heavily as her voluptuous, pink-nippled breasts bounced before me.
"You did an excellent job getting it wet, Qingge," I sneered, my voice thick with unbridled, animalistic lust.
"It is perfectly lubricated now. Spread your thighs wide across the bed. It is time to see if your tight, virginal entrance can handle the full weight of a true dragon."
Su Qingge fell back onto the primordial silk sheets, rustle, her mind completely shattered by the degradation she had already endured.
Slowly, helplessly, she parted her smooth, thick thighs, exposing the tight, untouched pink slit of her pussy to my predatory gaze.
"Open your pussy lips with your own two hands", I commanded, my dark eyes locking onto her intimate area as I hovered over her.
"Hold them wide open for me. I want to see exactly where my dick is going."
Tears streamed down her face as she reached down with trembling fingers.
She gripped the soft outer flesh of her pussy lips, pulling them apart to fully reveal her tight, velvety entrance, exposing her deepest vulnerability to the main villain.
I let out a low growl, leaning down as the thick, heavily veined shaft of my huge dick pressed against her.
I aggressively rubbed the wet tip of my dick against her sensitive slit a few times, letting the pre-cum and her own saliva smear across her folds.
Tap.tap.
I tapped the massive tip against her opening, thud, thud, teasing her, making her body shiver with a mixture of terror and overwhelming arousal.
"Brace yourself, Holy Maiden," I whispered darkly.
Without giving her a single second to adjust, I drove the whole length of my huge dick forward in one massive, ruthless push.
SQUELCH!
The sheer, colossal volume of my dick breached her virginal barrier instantly.
The tight, unyielding muscles of her pussy clamped around the invading dick like an absolute vice, gripping the thick length so fiercely that it felt like an iron conduit wrapping around me.
The sudden, violent stretch tore her apart inside, causing a few distinct drops of bright red virgin blood to ooze out from her tightly stretched pussy lips, staining the white silk sheets beneath them.
Drip.drip..
Su Qingge's face turned into an expression of pure, broken despair.
Her eyes went wide, flooded with a fresh wave of tears as the agonizing sensation of being split open warred with the primal, electric rush of my massive size.
An uncontrollable moan of pure pleasure and intense pain shot straight through her body, echoing loudly through the silent, sealed pavilion.
[Ding! First Blood of Destiny achieved!
Target Su Qingge's virginity has been forcefully taken by the Host.
Purity breakdown: 75% complete.
Current Intimacy: 25% (Traumatized/Physically Overwhelmed)
Plundered 5,000 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!
Warning: Ye Chen's Fate Core is cracking due to extreme cuckold trauma!]
...
Deep in the dark dungeon, Ye Chen let out a blood-curdling shriek, clutching his head as his soul felt like it was being violently torn in half.
He thrashed against his chains, clank, rattle, completely unaware that right above him, his pure goddess was tightly clamping the massive dick of his mortal enemy, her body trembling from the devastating mixture of agony and absolute bliss.
...
I looked down at the blood on her inner thighs and the broken, ecstatic expression on her face.
A supreme wave of depraved satisfaction filled my chest as I felt her tight walls pulsing desperately around my cock.
"You feel incredible, Qingge", I breathlessly laughed, my iron hands slams down on her hips to pin her completely to the mattress.
"Now hold on tight, because I am going to pump you until you forget your own name."
Thud, thud, thud! Squelch!
The heavy, relentless rhythm of me pounding deep into the Holy Maiden echoed all the way down through the hidden array lines of the palace structure.
...
Deep in the dungeon, Ye Chen continued to scream, his eyes bloodshot, pulling frantically against his chains until his wrists bled. "Gu Changge! You bastard! I know she's up there! I can feel it! Let her go!"
From the ring, Yan Ji's voice finally manifested directly inside his mind, sounding heavy, exhausted, and deeply disappointed.
"Ye Chen, calm down and stop this madness!" Yan Ji snapped, her fiery form shivering inside the ring with a cold sense of dread.
"Your destiny core is fracturing! If you keep letting your emotions run wild over a single woman, your cultivation path will be completely destroyed.
The world is vast, and there are countless peerless beauties across the Upper and Lower realms. Do not ruin your life and throw away your future for a girl who has already succumbed to another man's embrace!"
"No! Shut up! I don't care about the cultivation path without her!" Ye Chen roared back inside his mind, totally blinded by rage and trauma, his mental state completely fracturing.
Yan Ji went dead silent inside the ring, a wave of profound disillusionment washing over her. She looked at the pathetic, obsessed boy she had sworn to guide, and then looked upward through the stone ceiling, sensing the sheer, indomitable presence of Gu Changge.
For the first time, a dark, dangerous thought crossed her ancient mind, that perhaps she had chosen the wrong master.
Right at that moment, the space inside the dark cell rippled silently.
Old Ming stepped out of the void, his powerful presence causing the damp air to freeze instantly. Ignoring the glaring, bloodshot eyes of the chained Ye Chen, the old caretaker walked directly toward him and stopped, looking straight at the ancient ring.
With a calm, expressionless face, Old Ming placed a small, intricately carved box made of Seven-Color Soul Jade on the cold stone floor right in front of the ring.
A dense, heavenly spiritual aroma instantly leaked from the box, carrying the undeniable aura of a legendary Soul-Nourishing Primordial Lotus, an exceedingly rare treasure capable of stabilizing even the most shattered ancient soul cores.
"The Young Master is fully aware of your presence, ancient one," Old Ming spoke into the silence of the cell, his voice echoing with profound authority.
"He knows that you are wasting your precious soul energy trying to protect this worthless trash.
My master extends his goodwill, stating that a legendary master of your stature should not have to wither away alongside a pathetic dog. He sends this Soul Jade Lotus to nourish your spirit, hoping you recognize his immense magnanimity."
Inside the ring, Yan Ji stared at the glowing, priceless treasure in absolute shock, her heart trembling violently as Gu Changge's terrifyingly calculated, seductive trap snapped shut around her soul.
-x-X-x-
Inside the dim, cramped space of the ancient ring, Yan Ji stared at the glowing Seven-Color Soul Jade box.
The rich, dense aroma of the Soul-Nourishing Primordial Lotus drifted through the spiritual barriers, instantly soothing her fraying, exhausted soul core.
For hundreds of years, she had survived on meager scraps of ambient spiritual energy, slowly wasting away.
Yet here, presented on a silver platter by the most feared young master in the realm, was the exact cure to her centuries-old degradation.
She looked at the box, then looked at the violently thrashing Ye Chen, and let out a soft, conflicted sigh.
Whoosh.
A faint, ethereal wisp of crimson flame drifted out from the surface of the ring.
The flame gently wrapped around the jade box, lifting it off the damp stone floor and pulling it directly into the ring's spatial void.
The moment the treasure crossed the threshold, Yan Ji absorbed a fraction of its radiating essence.
Her fading, translucent form instantly stabilized, her spiritual power surging with a warm, revitalizing rush she hadn't felt in eras.
Old Ming watched the box disappear into the ring, his expressionless face twisting into a faint, knowing smirk.
He didn't say a single word. His task was complete. With a casual wave of his gray sleeve, the space around him rippled like water, and he stepped backward, vanishing into the void without leaving a single trace behind.
The cell fell into a suffocating, heavy silence, broken only by the sound of Ye Chen's ragged breathing.
Ye Chen sat frozen, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly at the empty patch of floor where the jade box had just been sitting.
His mind, already completely fractured by the psychological trauma of hearing his pure goddess being aggressively defiled in the pavilion above, completely snapped.
He had witnessed it with his own spiritual senses. The ancient master he trusted above all else, the woman he viewed as his ultimate protector and hidden trump card, had just accepted a bribe from his mortal enemy.
"Master..." Ye Chen whispered, his voice trembling violently before rising into a hysterical, choked roar.
"Why?! Why did you take it?! He is up there right now breaking Qingge! He ruined her! He threw me in this dirt! And you are taking gifts from him?!"
"Ye Chen, control yourself!" Yan Ji's voice echoed sharply inside his mind, laced with an unprecedented level of cold exhaustion.
"I did not take it out of greed. My soul core was on the verge of collapsing from trying to shield you from Gu Changge's pressure earlier. If I do not stabilize my spirit, neither of us will ever leave this place alive! Can you not see the bigger picture?"
"No! I don't care about the bigger picture!" Ye Chen shrieked, his face twisting into a hideous, distorted mask of absolute betrayal.
Driven by pure, unbridled madness, Ye Chen forced open his sealed dantian, ignoring the severe backlash that tore through his meridians.
A sudden, violent burst of erratic spiritual energy erupted from his body, bang. He forced his consciousness directly into the ring's storage space, targeting the Seven-Color Soul Jade box.
CRASH!
With a reckless, destructive surge of his remaining true qi, he slammed his energy directly into the treasure.
The priceless jade box shattered into millions of glowing fragments, and the fragile, unrefined Soul-Nourishing Primordial Lotus within was instantly blasted into a cloud of useless, fading golden dust.
"If he touched it, it's filthy!" Ye Chen panted, blood dripping heavily from his nose as he laughed hysterically in the dark cell.
"I don't need his charity! I will kill him with my own hands! I don't want anything to do with that demon!"
Inside the ring, Yan Ji stood perfectly still, staring at the scattered, dead dust of the legendary lotus that could have saved her life.
The warm, revitalizing energy she had just felt was completely cut short, leaving her soul feeling colder and more hollow than ever before.
She didn't yell or even reprimand him. She just closed her eyes, a profound, unshakable silence settling over her entire being.
'He really is completely hopeless,' Yan Ji thought, a wave of absolute disgust and deep regret washing over her ancient heart.
'Gu Changge, a complete stranger and an enemy, treated my ancient soul with the dignity and strategic respect it deserves. Yet my own disciple, the boy I gave up everything to protect, destroys my only chance at recovery out of a petty, childish tantrum. I have truly thrown my life away on a fool.'
...
[Warning! Fated Hero Ye Chen has willfully destroyed a strategic variable.
Yan Ji's hidden loyalty has completely broken!
Ye Chen's Destiny Points plundered: 4,000 Points!
Ye Chen's total Luck has fallen into the Critical Zone!]
Upstairs in the grand bedchamber, the scene was one of unbridled, dominant lust.
I had Su Qingge positioned on her hands and knees in a helpless doggy style, her plump, juicy backside thrust high in the air. I gripped her thick, jet-black hair tightly in my iron fist, pulling her head back to force her spine into a deep, submissive arch.
With relentless, animalistic ferocity, I drove my massive dick deep inside her wet, stretched pussy with thrust after brutal thrust.
Slap, slap, squelch!
"Ah! Ah... please... Master... mmh..." Su Qingge let out desperate, high-pitched moans of pure pleasure and exhaustion, her voluptuous, pink-nippled breasts swinging wildly beneath her with every heavy impact.
Her tight pussy muscles clamped around my thick, veiny shaft like a vice, completely overcome by the sheer speed and power of my movements.
Hearing the sudden system prompt echo in his mind mid-thrust, I did not stop.
Instead, my powerful hands locked around her narrow waist, lifting her entire voluptuous frame off the bed into a standing position.
I turned her around, pinning her back flush against my solid, unyielding chest while keeping her feet dangling just inches off the mattress
With a low, dominant chuckle, I aligned the thick, glistening head of my massive dick with her completely soaked, dripping pussy and drove it straight back in, burying my entire length in one smooth, upward lift.
SQUELCH!
"Ah-hyah...!" Su Qingge's head snapped back against my shoulder, her eyes rolling up slightly as her tight walls violently clamped around the invading dick.
Without a moment of hesitation, I began to lift and drop her body, thrusting her up and down my colossal length with a relentless, terrifying rhythm.
My movements were incredibly fluid and fast, striking quicker and sharper than a nimble cat pouncing on its prey.
The friction was absolute madness, the heavy, veiny contours of my shaft ruthlessly frictioning against her inner depths at an impossible speed.
Slap, slap, slap, squelch!
The sheer velocity of the pounding completely shattered whatever sanity the Holy Maiden had left.
Every time she tried to draw breath to speak, another devastating upward thrust slammed into her core, cutting off her voice.
"Gu... Ch-Chang... mhh... n-no... ah... ah..." Her speech became entirely incoherent, breaking down into a chaotic mess of shattered syllables, slurred cries, and breathless gasps.
She tried to beg, to protest, or even just to process what was happening, but her vocal cords could only produce desperate, high-pitched whimpers of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
Her mind was completely broken by the overwhelming physical pleasure flooding her nervous system.
The intense friction against her sensitive walls generated a blazing heat that melted her remaining psychological resistance, reducing the high-and-mighty maiden into a completely broken, twitching mess of pure, primal response.
[Ding! Target Su Qingge's mental defense has completely collapsed.
Purity breakdown: 75% complete.
Current Intimacy: 30% (Mentally Broken/Physically Addicted)
Plundered 2,000 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!]
My grinned darkly as the system alerts flashed.
Looking at the prompt, I realized her purity breakdown had stalled at seventy-five percent despite the absolute devastation I was wreaking on her body.
'Hmm, only seventy-five percent?' I thought, a wicked, calculating smirk playing on my lips as I effortlessly held her weight.
'It seems her virginal submission has hit a limit. Maybe I need to fuck her asshole next to completely shatter her dignity and reach one hundred percent purity breakdown.'
The mere thought of completely conquering her from behind, combined with the anticipation of the upcoming peerless heroines I knew from the comic plot, sent a surge of dark, rapacious energy straight to my groin.
My blood boiled with insatiable desire, causing my massive dick deep inside her pussy to throb and swell even further, stretching her already abused walls to their absolute limit.
Throb, thud!
"Mmmph-!" Su Qingge let out a strangled, choked cry as she felt my length expand violently inside her, the sudden increase in volume sending an electric jolt of pleasure and pain straight up her spine.
I began to pound her even more violently, my thrusts turning completely ruthless and unrestrained as I channeled my surging lust into her tight depths, leaving her entirely at the mercy of my corrupt desires.
The overwhelming friction and the sheer, throbbing volume of my expanded length brought us both past the point of no return.
I let out a low, guttural roar of absolute dominance, my muscles locking up as I delivered one final, incredibly deep plunge, pinning her body flush against my chest.
At the exact same moment, Su Qingge's vision went completely white.
A massive, uncontrollable convulsion rippled through her entire body as her pussy muscles clamped down in a frantic, devastatingly tight orgasm.
"Ah... HAAAH...!" she shrieked, her voice completely breaking as her head snapped back, her mind completely turning off from the sheer intensity of the simultaneous release.
I held her tight as my huge dick pulsed violently inside her, pumping wave after wave of thick, boiling hot white cum directly into the depths of her womb.
The sheer volume of my release filled her completely, surging into her inner core until she was utterly overflowing.
Slowly, my iron grip relaxed, and I stepped backward, letting her trembling, exhausted body dropped down onto the primordial silk sheets.
The moment my slick, wet length pulled free with a soft schluck, the absolute excess of my seed could no longer be contained.
A thick, heavy stream of liquid white cum began pouring out of her stretched pussy like crazy, leaking over her inner thighs and completely staining the ruined white sheets beneath her.
Su Qingge lay trembling on the ruined silk sheets, her body completely drained of strength as the residual ripples of her intense orgasm slowly faded.
Her breathing was shallow and ragged, her glazed eyes staring blankly into the dim space of the bedchamber.
The physical and mental exhaustion of the absolute submission she had just endured finally took its toll, and her consciousness began to rapidly drift away.
Yet, even as her mind shut down, a deeply ingrained instinct took over.
Slowly, with her last remaining bit of strength, she rolled over toward the source of warmth beside her.
Her slender, pale arms reached out, tremblingly wrapping around my torso, clinging to me like a helpless vine seeking support from a massive tree.
I let out a low, amused huff, casually resting one heavy arm over her slender waist, pulling her soft, voluptuous frame tightly against my side.
The thick, liquid white cum continued to slowly leak onto the sheets beneath them, a silent testament to her complete conquest.
Wrapped in each other's arms, the heavy silence of the pavilion settled over them.
Within moments, the absolute exhaustion claimed them both, and they fell into a deep, heavy sleep, leaving the fractured protagonist to rot in the darkness below.
-x-X-x-
The cold, oppressive darkness of the Taiyue Sect's lowest dungeon felt entirely different now.
Before, it was merely a physical prison. Now, it was a tomb for a broken destiny.
Ye Chen hung from the heavy, rune-inscribed chains, his head slumped forward. His wrists were completely mangled, blood dripping steadily onto the stone floor.
Drip, splat.
His mind was a swirling vortex of absolute agony, replaying the phantom sounds of his pure, untouchable goddess whimpering and surrendering to Gu Changge right above him.
Worse still, the memory of his own master willingly accepting a gift from that very same demon burned like acid in his veins.
"Gu Changge..." Ye Chen muttered, his voice a hoarse, venomous rasp. "I will kill you. I will tear out your spine. I will make you watch as I..."
Inside the ancient ring, Yan Ji listened to his pathetic, repetitive curses with absolute detachment.
The shattered, useless golden dust of the Soul-Nourishing Primordial Lotus still lingered in her spatial void, a constant reminder of the boy's incurable stupidity.
Her ethereal, crimson soul form was flickering dangerously, her energy reserves dipping toward a critical, irreversible low.
'He has learned absolutely nothing,' Yan Ji thought, her ancient eyes cold and devoid of the maternal warmth she once held for him.
'A true cultivator faces defeat by examining his own weakness. Ye Chen only points fingers, consumed by blinding jealousy and petty rage. His Dao heart is completely shattered.'
Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes snapped open, glowing with a deranged, bloody light. He began to forcefully ignite his own blood essence.
It was a forbidden, suicidal method. By burning the very foundation of his life force, he attempted to generate enough erratic Qi to blast through the Sect Master's suppression talismans.
Crackle, hiss!
His skin began to split open. Blood sprayed from his pores as the violent, uncontrollable energy clashed with the heavy array runes etched into the walls.
"Ahhhhh!" Ye Chen screamed, his body convulsing violently.
"Break! Break for me!"
"Stop, Ye Chen," Yan Ji's voice echoed in his mind, sharp and completely devoid of emotion.
"If you continue this reckless tantrum, your meridians will completely disintegrate. You will become a mortal cripple before you even snap the first chain."
"Shut up!" Ye Chen roared aloud in the empty cell, his sanity completely unraveling.
"You took his gift! You are tainted! I don't need your help! I will break out of here and slaughter them all!"
Yan Ji closed her eyes. A profound, heavy sigh echoed through the spiritual link connecting them. It was not a sigh of pity.
"You are right about one thing", Ye Chen, Yan Ji spoke, her voice echoing with a terrifying, absolute authority that made his struggling body freeze.
"You will not need my help anymore. Because after tonight, I am no longer your Dao Protector. I am no longer your master."
Ye Chen's bloodshot eyes widened in pure shock. The manic rage in his chest suddenly stuttered, replaced by a cold, sinking dread.
"Master... what... what are you saying?"
"I gave up my deep slumber to guide you. I protected your life against enemies far beyond your realm. I poured all my remaining soul power into shaping your foundation," Yan Ji stated calmly, her words slicing through his heart like icy blades.
"And in return, you let a single woman destroy your mind. You let your petty jealousy dictate your actions. You destroyed the one treasure that could have saved my fading soul, simply because you hated the man who offered it."
Whoosh.
A massive, overwhelming wave of pure crimson flames erupted from the ancient ring. The sheer heat instantly vaporized the blood on the floor.
Yan Ji forcefully extracted the last remaining reserves of her origin soul power, burning her own existence to manifest her true might in the mortal realm one final time.
The crimson flames wrapped around the heavy chains binding Ye Chen.
CRACK! SHATTER!
The invincible suppression talismans and the unbreakable dungeon chains instantly turned to ash.
Ye Chen fell to his hands and knees, thud, coughing violently as the heavy spiritual pressure lifted from his body.
Before he could even look up, the crimson flames violently tore open the fabric of space itself.
A swirling, chaotic spatial rift manifested right in front of him.
"This is the final time I will ever intervene on your behalf," Yan Ji's voice resonated from the flames, sounding incredibly distant and fading fast.
"This spatial tear will transport you three thousand miles outside the Taiyue Sect's territory. It is the absolute limit of my remaining power."
"Master, wait! No! I was wrong!" Ye Chen scrambled forward on his bloody hands and knees, panic completely overwhelming his rage.
He realized exactly what was happening. He was losing his greatest cheat. "I am sorry! Don't abandon me! I will listen to you from now on!"
"The karma between us is completely severed," Ye Chen. "Do not look for me."
Without giving him a single second to argue, a burst of fiery energy slammed into Ye Chen's chest, violently knocking him backward straight into the spatial rift.
Vwomp!
The tear closed instantly, leaving the dark dungeon completely silent and empty.
A moment later, Yan Ji's soul form drifted out of the ancient ring, which now lay abandoned on the cold stone floor.
She floated in the damp air, her crimson figure looking incredibly transparent, like a candle entirely out of wax, flickering and on the verge of total collapse.
She had exhausted almost everything to break the Sect's grand array.
She looked down at the dark, silver ring left behind. She could have stayed inside it, but she refused to be tied to Ye Chen's lingering aura any longer.
She needed to find a quiet, hidden place in the mountains to enter a deep, perhaps permanent, slumber to stop her soul from dissipating entirely.
Just as she turned to drift through the stone walls, a low, smooth clapping sound echoed from the darkness of the cell.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Yan Ji spun around, her ethereal eyes widening in profound shock.
Standing leisurely at the entrance of the dungeon, dressed in pristine white robes that stood in stark contrast to the filth of the prison, was Gu Changge.
His hands were clasped behind his back, and a faint, incredibly gentle smile graced his handsome face.
There was not a single trace of the brutal, demonic savage who had just defiled the Holy Maiden upstairs.
Right now, he looked like a perfectly poised, immaculate immortal descending from the heavens.
"A truly touching display of master-disciple relationship," I said smoothly, my dark eyes locking directly onto her fading soul form.
"To burn your own origin source to save a useless, ungrateful dog who destroyed your only chance at survival. I must admit, Senior, your loyalty is as breathtaking as it is tragically misplaced."
Yan Ji floated backward, her fading crimson form trembling violently as I took another slow, deliberate step into the damp dungeon.
The overwhelming, suffocating aura radiating from my perfectly tailored white robes was vastly different from the erratic, chaotic energy Ye Chen always displayed.
This was the pure pressure of an Apex Predator from the Upper Realm.
"What do you want from me, Gu Changge?" Yan Ji asked, her voice tight, trying desperately to maintain the dignity of an ancient master despite her critical weakness.
"I have no treasures left. I have no physical body. I am just a remnant soul on the verge of dissipation. If you wish to extinguish me, just do it."
I stopped a few feet away from her.
The dark smirk I had worn in the pavilion was completely gone, replaced by a look of profound, aristocratic solemnity.
"Extinguish you?" I repeated softly, a hint of genuine amusement dancing in my deep, void eyes.
"Why would I destroy a peerless talent? My Immortal Gu Family has stood at the absolute pinnacle of the Upper Realm for countless epochs. We did not achieve such a foundation by crushing brilliant minds. We achieved it by recognizing true worth."
Flicker, fizzle.
Yan Ji's soul form violently glitched, her edges turning transparent.
She was completely out of time. Without a vessel or a massive influx of spiritual energy, she would cease to exist within the next ten minutes.
I casually raised my right hand.
With a soft hum, a brilliant, pitch-black pendant materialized in my palm.
The object radiated a dense, icy energy that instantly stabilized the temperature in the room.
It was a Supreme Soul-Nurturing Jade, an artifact at least ten times more precious than the destroyed lotus from earlier, carved entirely from the core of a million-year-old Yin tree.
"Ye Chen was a fool blinded by his own pathetic ego," I stated, my voice ringing with absolute, undeniable authority.
"He treated your ancient wisdom as a convenient tool and threw a tantrum the moment you needed him to compromise. I, on the other hand, know exactly how to treat a supreme being."
I held the dark jade pendant out toward her, my palm open and inviting.
"I am giving you a choice, Senior Yan Ji," I said smoothly, my eyes locking onto hers with a magnetic, irresistible pull.
"You can let your pride dictate your end, dissipating into nothingness in this filthy lower realm cell. Or, you can accept my invitation.
Come with me. Become an Honored Guest of the Immortal Gu Family. I will provide you with endless soul resources, and when the time is right, I will personally forge a flawless new physical body for you."
Yan Ji stared at the glowing black jade, her heart, if she had one, pounding wildly in her ethereal chest.
She looked at the young man standing before her. He was the villain. He had ruined her former disciple's life, stolen his destiny, and ruthlessly defiled his beloved woman right above their heads.
Yet, as he stood there offering her salvation, he treated her with a level of profound respect and strategic reverence that Ye Chen had never once shown her.
'He is dangerous, completely ruthless, and dripping with dark ambition', Yan Ji thought, her crimson eyes softening as the warm, inviting energy of the jade washed over her fading form.
'But he is also undeniably a true ruler. A man who understands the value of loyalty and power.'
She had spent centuries hiding in a cramped, rusty ring, serving a boy who ultimately chose a petty grudge over her life.
Now, an undisputed god of the Upper Realm was offering her a seat at the highest table.
There was truly no choice at all.
Whoosh.
Without a single word of protest, Yan Ji's crimson soul form transformed into a streak of brilliant red light.
She flew directly into the Supreme Soul-Nurturing Jade resting in my palm.
The moment she entered, a massive wave of pure, comforting spiritual energy completely enveloped her battered soul, instantly halting her degradation and wrapping her in a warm, luxurious embrace.
"I accept your invitation, Young Master Gu," Yan Ji's voice echoed directly into my mind, sounding deeply relieved and newly respectful.
"From this day forward, I am in your care."
My lips curled into a perfectly calculated, triumphant smile.
I slowly closed my fingers around the black jade pendant, clutching my newly acquired supreme master tightly in my grasp.
[Ding! Hidden plotline completed!
Fated Hero Ye Chen has completely lost his Dao Protector!
Target Yan Ji has willingly surrendered to the Host.
Current Loyalty: 40% (Grateful/Impressed)
Plundered 10,000 Destiny Points from Ye Chen!
Reward: 1x Supreme Yin-Yang Body Forging Pill (Divine Grade).]
"A wise decision, Yan Ji," I whispered into the silent dungeon, securing the pendant onto my belt.
"We are going to accomplish great things together."
With a flick of my pristine white sleeve, swish, I turned my back on the ruined chains and walked out of the darkness, having completely stripped the protagonist of my final, most valuable cheat.
-x-X-x-
Morning light filtered through the luxurious, silk-draped windows of the young master's private chambers, casting a warm golden glow across the immaculate room.
Su Qingge slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she felt was the incredible softness of the immortal beast-fur blankets beneath her bare skin.
The second thing she felt was a distinct, subtle ache blooming deep between her thighs, a lingering numbness that served as a vivid, visceral reminder of the absolute ruthlessness Gu Changge had displayed the night before.
She bit her lower lip, a soft gasp escaping her mouth as she carefully shifted her body.
The sheer intensity of his unbridled desire had left her feeling physically spent, her pristine Jade Virgin physique completely claimed by the ultimate demon of the Upper Realm.
'You are awake,' a cold, ethereal voice resonated directly within her consciousness.
It was her other soul. It was a secret hidden from the entire world, an ancient, dark personality that had shared her body since birth.
Usually, this secondary soul remained quiet, observing the mortal realm with a detached, superior arrogance.
But right now, the voice held an undercurrent of deep, uneasy calculation.
'He did not kill us, ' Su Qingge replied internally, her thoughts perfectly calm despite the physical soreness she was enduring.
'I made the right choice. Siding with Gu Changge was the only way to protect the Taixuan Sacred Land, and the only way to ensure our own survival.'
'Do not be so foolishly optimistic,' the dark soul snapped back, its tone sharp.
'Gu Changge is not a typical aloof cultivator who acts out of pure calculation. The man is completely perverted and corrupted. The way he looked at us last night, the raw, insatiable lust in his eyes... he is absolutely obsessed with your body. He used you like an absolute animal, and he enjoyed every single second of it.'
Su Qingge sat up slowly, pulling the silk sheets tightly against her bare chest.
Her long, jet-black hair spilled over her smooth shoulders like a silk waterfall. She looked around the empty, grand bedroom.
Gu Changge was already gone, likely attending to the aftermath of Ye Chen's sudden, orchestrated escape.
'Even if he is driven by lust, it works to our advantage,' Su Qingge argued softly in her mind, her jade-like fingers tracing the faint, purple marks left on her collarbone.
'He clearly likes me, or at least he likes what my body can provide. As long as I remain perfectly obedient, smart, and satisfying to him, he will keep us by his side. A man who craves pleasure can always be managed.'
'Managed?' The dark soul let out a chilling, mocking laugh inside her mind.
'You think you can easily handle a corrupted monster? I can feel the terrifying, abyssal aura lurking deep within his bloodline.
He is practicing something far more sinister than anything this lower realm has ever seen.
His intense fixation on you means his eyes will always be on us. If he discovers my true nature while playing with this body, he will either devour my origin source or turn us into a complete puppet.'
Su Qingge closed her eyes, taking a deep, shuddering breath to calm her racing heart.
The soreness in her lower body flared slightly with the movement, forcing her to realize the sheer disparity in their strength.
To Gu Changge, she was currently a beautiful, highly addictive toy from a lower world.
Then we make sure he remains fully satisfied with what he sees, Su Qingge resolved, her gaze turning cold and sharp, embodying the true intellect of the Taixuan Saintess.
'I will cut all ties with the past. Ye Chen is a dead man walking, and I will be the one to show Gu Changge that I have zero regrets. We will play the role of the perfect, submissive woman until we are strong enough to stand as his equal.'
'A dangerous game, Qingge,' the dark soul murmured, its voice fading back into the deep recesses of her consciousness.
'But for now, it is indeed our only path. Feed his desires, and do not let him see any flaws.'
Click.
The heavy, jade-carved doors of the chamber slowly swung open.
Su Qingge instinctively stiffened, her breath catching in her throat as she looked toward the entrance.
Walking into the room with effortless, lofty grace was Gu Changge. He had changed into a fresh, moon-white feather robe, his black hair tied neatly with a crystal thread.
His handsome face carried that same, faintly warm, yet completely unreadable smile.
Attached right to the side of his silver-embroidered belt was a brand-new, pitch-black jade pendant that radiated a faint, ancient warmth.
"Did you sleep well, Qingge?" Gu Changge asked smoothly, his deep eyes locking onto her sitting figure, sweeping over the sheets wrapped around her chest with an amused, knowing glint.
Su Qingge immediately lowered her gaze, hiding the faint shiver that ran down her spine. She let out a soft, compliant whisper. "This maid greets the Young Master."
Gu Changge casually walked over to a nearby, heavily carved sandalwood armchair and sat down, crossing his legs with effortless aristocratic poise.
He hooked an index finger toward her, his smile widening into a dark, teasing grin.
Su Qingge did not dare to hesitate. Holding the smooth silk blanket tightly around her bare torso, she slid out from the bed, her legs still feeling slightly weak and numb as she stepped across the floor.
She approached him submissively, letting him wrap his strong hand around her narrow waist and pull her directly onto his lap.
The moment she settled against his chest, Gu Changge leaned forward, his hand tangling firmly into the back of her silky black hair to tilt her head up.
He captured her lips in a deep, aggressively dominant kiss, his tongue sliding past her teeth to taste her mouth completely, claiming her senses all over again
'Look at this... he just woke up and he is already touching us like an absolute animal, the dark soul's sharp, annoyed voice resonated inside her head.
'He is so perverted!"
Despite the dark soul's internal complaints, Su Qingge's body instinctively softened against him, her hands resting against his solid shoulders as she reciprocated the kiss with complete, trembling obedience.
When Gu Changge finally broke the embrace after thoroughly drinking his fill, a thin, glistening thread of saliva extended between their lips, connecting them for a brief, breathless moment before breaking in the warm morning air.
Gu Changge ran the back of his knuckles gently down her flushed cheek, his dark, rapacious eyes softening into an incredibly comforting and relaxing gaze.
When he spoke, his tone was entirely different from the harsh, demanding commands of the previous night, sounding deeply reassuring, warm, and gentle
"Qingge, from now on you are my personal maid," he murmured, his voice laced with a soothing, protective warmth that could melt any woman's defenses.
"You will be coming with me to the Upper Realm."
Hearing those words, Su Qingge's heart skipped a beat, a wave of profound relief washing over her entire being. She looked up with clear, intelligent eyes.
"Young Master," she said softly, her tone carrying the poise of a proper Saintess.
"Since I am to accompany you to the Upper Realm, I should inform the Sect Master and the elders. The Taixuan Sacred Land will need to arrange for a new successor, and I must officially settle my duties here."
Gu Changge looked down at her beautiful, upturned face. His hand casually caressed her smooth bare shoulder, but deep within his eyes, a dark, incredibly amused glint flashed.
'She really thinks she is playing a clever game of hiding in plain sight,' Gu Changge thought to himself, a mocking smirk tracing his mind.
'She probably thinks I don't know anything about her dual self. Little does she know, I've read the entire comic plot. I know exactly what kind of ancient, arrogant soul is lurking inside her.'
His thumb stroked her collarbone, his gaze narrowing slightly as a surge of dark anticipation rippled through him.
'Just wait, Qingge. I broke your pure, saintly personality in a single night. I can't wait to completely bend and break that hidden, arrogant personality of yours as well. Let's see how long you can keep up this little secret.'
Outwardly, his face remained perfectly serene, his gentle smile unchanged. He gave her waist a firm, possessive squeeze before releasing her from his lap
"Go then", Gu Changge said smoothly, his voice laced with an aristocratic, relaxed indulgence. "Handle your affairs with the sect. But remember...'
He paused, his eyes sweeping over her bare skin with a raw, perverted hunger that made her lower belly twitch with a sudden, remembered numbness.
His voice dropped to a low, commanding whisper.
*...make sure you return well before nightfall. A maid's true duty is to serve her master, and I expect you to be ready in bed when I return."
Su Qingge's face immediately flushed a deep crimson, the memory of his relentless speed and the throbbing thickness from the night before sending a shiver straight down her thighs.
"This maid understands", Su Qingge murmured submissively. She slid off his lap, carefully wrapping the silk blanket around her voluptuous frame, and bowed low before retreating toward the changing screen to dress, completely resigned to her fate as his exclusive toy.
...
Once Su Qingge had discreetly dressed and left the bedchamber to address the Taixuan Sacred Land's elders, the gentle, comforting expression on my face instantly vanished.
It was replaced by a cold, calculating indifference. I stood up from the armchair, walking toward the grand window to overlook the misty mountain peaks of the Eastern Wastelands.
"Old Ming," I spoke into the empty room, my voice flat and devoid of any emotion.
Buzz.
The space right behind me rippled like disturbed water. Old Ming emerged from the void, my posture profoundly bent and my hands clasped respectfully within my gray sleeves.
"Young Master, your servant is here," the old man rasped smoothly.
"Where is the rat?" I asked, not even turning my head to look back.
"Did the tracking imprint I left on Yan Ji's ring activate when she cast him out?"
"Replying to the Young Master, everything has unfolded precisely as you anticipated," Old Ming replied with a low, knowing smile.
"When the remnant soul burned her origin to tear open the space array, the tracking mark bound itself directly to Ye Chen's broken Qi signature. He was thrown roughly three thousand miles away, landing at the border of the ancient, desolate mountain ranges near the northern frontier of the Eastern Wastelands."
My lips curled into a faint, wicked smirk.
I casually adjusted the dark Supreme Soul-Nurturing Jade pendant hanging at my belt, completely aware that Yan Ji could likely hear my conversation within her deep slumber.
'The northern frontier... near the ruins of the Ancient Sun God Sect,' I thought, recalling the detailed narrative arc from my memory of the Fated Villain script.
'If I remember the plot correctly, this is the exact moment where the desperate protagonist stumbles blindly into a hidden pocket realm. He is supposed to find the Eight Desolate Demon Halberd, a terrifying, taboo weapon of the ancient demonic paths.'
In the original timeline, Ye Chen would have used Yan Ji's guidance to bypass the lethal spatial traps of the ruins, successfully claim the inheritance, and use that supreme weapon to begin his grand counterattack against the villain which was reduce to dust by the original.
But now? Yan Ji was resting comfortably at my hip, completely disgusted by her former student's betrayal.
"He thinks he's escaping a tyrant, but he's really just a treasure-hunting hound leading me directly to the prize," I muttered softly.
I turned around, my white robes flowing elegantly around me as I looked at Old Ming.
"Keep a close watch on his exact coordinates through the imprint, but do not intercept him yet," I commanded smoothly.
"Let the dog dig the hole first. Once he breaks the ancient seals of the ruin with his remaining protagonist luck and unearths that weapon, we will move in and take it from his bleeding hands."
"Understood, Young Master. Your servant will monitor the bait continuously," Old Ming bowed deeply, his form dissolving backward into the shadows of the room until his presence completely vanished.
I walked back to the massive bed, looking down at the faint, lingering stains on the silk sheets.
A low, perverted chuckle escaped my throat as I thought about the double harvest awaiting me.
By the time night fell, I would have Su Qingge's twin souls fully submitted beneath me in bed, and by tomorrow, I would claim the greatest taboo weapon of the lower realm, leaving the fated hero with absolutely nothing but a hollow grave.
-x-X-x-
The sky over the northern frontier of the Eastern Wastelands was a perpetual, ash-gray shroud.
Cold, howling winds whipped across the jagged peaks of the black mountain ranges, carrying the faint, metallic scent of ancient blood and decayed spiritual energy.
This was the graveyard of the Ancient Sun God Sect, a desolate wasteland where space was fractured and the land itself was scarred by centuries-old battles.
Thud.
A bruised, heavily bleeding figure tumbled violently out of a collapsing spatial rift, rolling down a steep, rocky incline before slamming hard against the root of a dead spiritual tree.
Ye Chen let out a strangled, agonizing wheeze, coughing up a mouthful of thick, dark blood, splat.
Every single meridian in his body felt as though it had been filled with liquid fire.
The forced ignition of his blood essence, combined with the raw, unprotected spatial transit through Yan Ji's final rift, had left his cultivation base on the absolute verge of collapse.
"Master..." Ye Chen rasped, his voice cracked and hollow as he desperately reached out his mangled hand toward his finger.
His eyes widened in sudden, stark horror. The ancient ring was gone.
His finger was bare, save for the torn skin where the heavy dungeon chains had ripped his flesh apart.
The realization hit him like a physical blow, shattering what little remained of his fragile sanity.
She hadn't just thrown him away to save him. She had abandoned him completely. The legendary, supreme master who had promised to guide him to the peak of the world had stripped him of her presence and cut her karma with him permanently.
"No... no, no, no! Master! Why?!" Ye Chen shrieked into the empty, desolate canyons, his tears mixing with the grime and blood on his face.
"I was only trying to protect your dignity! I destroyed that filthy demon's gift for you! How could you leave me?!"
The howling wind was his only reply.
Left entirely alone, with no hidden master to guide his steps, no goddess to comfort his heart, and no high-grade pills to heal his broken body, Ye Chen felt a dark, unyielding malice festering deep within his soul core.
His original righteous path, his proud stance as a chosen hero of justice, completely distorted under the weight of absolute betrayal.
"Gu Changge... you took everything from me", Ye Chen growled, his knuckles digging into the sharp black gravel until they bled.
"You took Qingge. You turned my master against me. You drove me into this dirt. I swear by my broken soul, I will drag you down to hell with me!"
Driven by pure, unadulterated hatred, Ye Chen forced himself to crawl on his hands and knees.
His protagonist luck, though severely plundered and flashing in the critical zone, still retained a faint, instinctual pull toward survival.
As he dragged his mangled body through a narrow, hidden fissure between two massive black boulders, a sudden, heavy fluctuation of dark spiritual energy rippled through the air.
Hum.
The ground beneath him began to vibrate subtly.
A crimson, baleful glow began to pulse deep from within the bowels of the earth, piercing through the gray fog.
The air grew instantly heavy, thick with the suffocating aura of a supreme, taboo slaughter.
Ye Chen's bloodshot eyes locked onto a concealed, ancient cavern entrance buried beneath the roots of the mountain.
A chilling, sinister whisper echoed directly inside his mind, bypassing his shattered spiritual defenses.
"Come... child of wrath... claim the weapon that will shatter the heavens..."
A twisted, manic grin split Ye Chen's bloody face. "Yes... power... give me the power to tear him to pieces!"
With a desperate, animalistic scramble, he threw himself into the dark abyss of the ancient ruins, completely unaware that every single step he took was being perfectly transmitted across thousands of miles.
...
Meanwhile, back within the luxurious, sunlit pavilion of the Taixuan Sacred Land, I stood leisurely by the changing screen.
The heavy jade doors clicked open, and Su Qingge walked back into the bedchamber.
She had changed into a beautifully tailored, dark-blue maid's attire that managed to look immensely elegant while strictly adhering to her new, submissive status.
The tight bodice of the gown accentuated her voluptuous, narrow-waisted frame, her long black hair tied back perfectly, leaving her pale, smooth neck completely exposed.
The moment her eyes met me, a vivid, involuntary flush crawled up her cheeks, her lower body tightening as she remembered my parting words.
I let out a low, deeply perverted chuckle, my gaze sweeping over her newly dressed form with absolute, rapacious possession.
I casually tapped the pitch-black Supreme Soul-Nurturing Jade pendant at my waist, feeling the faint, steady pulse of the tracking imprint through Old Ming's spiritual link.
The hound had officially entered the trap. The taboo weapon was within reach.
"Come here, my clever little maid," I murmured smoothly, walking back toward the massive, silk-draped bed and unfastening the silk tie of my white feather robe.
"The night is still far away, but a master's desires do not wait for the sun to set. Let's see how well you can perform your new duties."
I untied the silk sash of my white robe, letting the fine fabric slide effortlessly off my broad, muscular shoulders and pool onto the floor.
I lay back against the plush, silk-lined pillows of the massive bed, propping my head up with one hand as I looked down at her with a heavy, perverted gaze.
"Get on your knees, Qingge", I commanded smoothly, my voice dropping into a low, dominant growl that left no room for hesitation.
"Come down here and service me with your mouth."
Su Qingge's breath caught in her throat. Her eyes instinctively dropped to my midsection, where my massive, thick length was already fully aroused and throbbing with a dark, rapacious energy.
A wave of intense heat rushed straight to her face, but her training as the perfect, submissive maid took over.
'Look at him... completely shameless, 'the dark soul murmured, though its voice lacked its usual sharp bite, sounding entirely overwhelmed by the sheer, primal dominance radiating from the young master.
'He really is a corrupted beast.'
Su Qingge did not dare keep me waiting. She gathered the hem of her dark-blue maid's gown, carefully dropping to her knees on the soft rug beside the bed.
She crawled closer, her slender, pale hands trembling slightly as she reached out to rest them against my solid thighs.
Looking up at my amused, mocking smirk through her long eyelashes, she parted her lips submissively and leaned closer, her long, silky black hair brushing against my thighs as she looked at the monstrous cock standing upright like an unyielding immortal sword.
It was thick, heavy, and pulsing with a deep, intimidating warmth that made her throat tighten in anticipation.
With an inexperienced, entirely untrained mouth, the pure Taixuan Saintess opened her tongue carefully.
Her small pink tongue peeked out, trembling slightly as she swept the wet tip along the highly sensitive, veiny ridge of my tip.
Hiss.
I let out a low, satisfied exhale, my fingers instantly tangling into her hair to firmly guide her movements.
The contrast between her pure, pristine innocence and the sheer debauchery of the act brought a dark, perverted thrill to my chest.
"Ah..." A soft, muffled gasp escaped Su Qingge's throat as the pungent, masculine scent of my overwhelmed her senses.
She opened her mouth wider, taking the tip into her mouth.
The sheer size of it filled her mouth instantly, but she focused entirely on her absolute submission, using her lips to seal around me as she slowly began to suck it.
"Mgh..." A muffled hum vibrated through her throat as she rhythmically drew me in, trying her best to adapt to my massive size despite her complete lack of experience.
I watched her from above, a highly amused, perverted smirk playing on my lips.
I casually raised my hand, his long, powerful fingers tangling gently yet firmly into the strands of her long black hair, anchoring her head in place as she continued to serve me.
I grip on her silky black hair tightened slightly, my fingers twisting into the strands to exert a firm, unyielding pressure.
I looked down at her flushed face, my dark eyes locking onto her tear-rimmed gaze with absolute, terrifying dominance.
"Use your tongue, Qingge," I commanded, my voice dropping into a low, heavy rasp that vibrated with pure authority.
"Swirl it all the way around the tip. Don't stop."
Su Qingge's throat hitched, but she immediately complied, her small tongue swirling rhythmically around the sensitive ridge of my crown, coating the thick, pulsing vein in her saliva.
"Now, breathe through your nose", I ordered smoothly, my tone leaving absolutely zero room for hesitation or error.
"Take it deeper. Swallow it."
The absolute dominance in my voice sent a shiver straight down her spine, completely paralyzing any lingering sense of pride she held as a Saintess.
She took a deep, steady breath through her nose just as I instructed, relaxing her throat muscles as much as her inexperienced body could manage.
With total submission, she pushed forward, allowing my massive, sword-like length to slide past her lips and sink deeply into the back of her mouth, her eyes watering from the intense, suffocating fullness as she did everything in her power to please her master.
Gulp.
Su Qingge swallowed hard, her eyes watering as she forced herself to accommodate the sheer breadth of my sword-like length.
Remembering my command, she focused entirely on her nose, taking shallow, rhythmic breaths while her small tongue swirled frantically around the sensitive, pulsing tip.
Slurp. Squelch.
The wet, rhythmic friction echoed loudly in the quiet, grand bedchamber.
Her inexperienced lips struggled to maintain a tight seal around the thick shaft, causing slick saliva to overflow from the corners of her mouth and drip down her smooth chín.
Even with her throat fully relaxed, the massive size made it physically impossible to swallow me whole.
Every time she tried to push deeper, the thick ridge bumped against the back of her throat, forcing a soft, muffled sob from her nose.
Mghmm... Phngh...
I let out a low, deeply satisfied grunt, my knuckles flexing within the silky black strands of her hair.
I didn't force her past her physical limits, instead holding her head at the perfect angle to maximize the tight, suffocating friction of her throat.
"Good girl," I growled softly, my perverted gaze tracking the desperate, trembling movement of her jaw.
"Keep going just like that. Slow down and let the heat build."
Schluck. Slurp.
Su Qingge slowly adjusted her rhythm.
She bobbed her head up and down with absolute submission, using her hands to grip my solid, muscular thighs for balance.
Her tongue continuously stroked the sensitive under-ridge, coating the pulsing purple veins with a thick layer of warmth.
Though she could barely take half of my length into her mouth, the sheer constriction of her tight, untrained lips was driving the dark demon of the Upper Realm closer to the edge.
Suck. Squelch. Gulp.
The friction grew heavier, the thick shaft darkening as the raw, masculine pheromones filled her senses entirely.
My breathing turned shallow and heavy, hips twitching slightly forward as the intense pleasure built to a boiling point.
The contrast of the pure, pristine Taixuan Saintess on her knees, her face completely covered in the evidence of her submission, was the ultimate catalyst for my corrupted desires.
"Ah... Qingge, hold still," I suddenly rasped, my grip on her hair tightening into an iron vice, pinning her mouth firmly against the base of my tip.
Splurt. Twitch.
A deep, violent shudder racked my powerful frame as I finally reached my peak.
A massive torrent of thick, scorching essence erupted straight down her throat, filling her mouth to the absolute brim.
Su Qingge's eyes widened in shock at the sudden, burning fullness, her throat instinctively working to swallow the heavy, concentrated spiritual fluid as it poured over her tongue.
Gulp. Gulp. Splat.
When I finally released my grip, Su Qingge fell back onto her haunches, gasping for air as a thin, glistening thread of saliva and white essence connected her lips to my slowly softening length before snapping.
She wiped her chin with the back of her trembling hand, looking up at her master with flushed, completely surrendered eyes while the doomed protagonist bled in the desolate ruins thousands of miles away.
[System Notification]
[Current Intimacy: 45% (Deeply Submissive / Physically Overwhelmed)]
I casually rested my back against the silk pillows, glancing down at the kneeling Su Qingge before dismissing the system interface with a faint frown.
'No Destiny Points achieved this time? It seems like no more points can be earned through her body for the time being. Her current value as a tool to drain Ye Chen's luck has reached a its breakpoint.'
My eyes narrowed slightly as I formulated a thought internally.
'System, won't I get a reward for taking her virginity?'
Ding!
[System Response]
[System Prompt: The first milestone reward for Target Su Qingge triggers exactly at 50% Intimacy.
Current Progress: 45%.
Pending Milestone Reward Preview: A direct breakthrough in Minor Cultivation Realm alongside the completion of the Plundered Destiny hidden achievement.]
My lips curled into a dark, highly amused smile.
A direct breakthrough in my cultivation level without any side effects was the perfect reward, fully aligning with my path to ultimate dominance.
I reached out, my fingers casually brushing against Su Qingge's flushed cheek, already anticipating the moment I would push her past that final boundary tonight to claim my power.