What happens when every sensation transforms into joyous pleasure?
It becomes an ecstasy no one can resist.
Zhang Lexuan deeply understood this.
The morning sun shone on her dark hair, a delicate, pale body lay quietly there, crimson marks covered her tender skin, a half-slipped black silk stocking hung on her slender, beautiful foot, and on her exquisite, flawless face were two lines of unshed tears, yet her rosy cherry lips curved into a satisfied, joyful arc.
"It seems I played a bit too hard."
The young man slowly said.
There was no worldly desire in his heart.
From yesterday afternoon, refreshing his stamina, he didn't stop until past five in the morning.
The Grandmaster probably isn't broken, is she?
Even without his senses being modified or enhanced, it was like this.
So, the Grandmaster…
He recalled the figure twisting her slender waist like a fairy.
Uh…
He hoped the Grandmaster's will was strong enough.
Releasing Zhang Lexuan's consciousness, An Zhen returned to reality.
His dark eyes slowly opened, and a golden spirit ring lit up.
"Grandmaster?"
An Zhen softly called out, looking at the person who had fainted on the other bed.
Suddenly, An Zhen froze.
He saw that the sleeping beauty, still unconscious, had a satisfied smile on her serene face, along with two lines of tears.
Ah, this, why did it look just like the Grandmaster's sleeping face in the Virtual World?
An Zhen was certain he hadn't used his first Spirit Ability on Zhang Lexuan, nor could he; he would be in trouble if he did.
That meant…
His third Spirit Ability, does the consciousness pulled into the Virtual World cause the body outside to synchronize sensations?
"Mmm."
A soft moan sounded; after her consciousness returned to her body, her powerful physique immediately dispelled any weakness in her consciousness. The gentle beauty opened her eyes, and the person from her dream appeared before her.
"I'm sorry."
The black-haired senior said so, her somewhat dazed eyes gazing at the person before her.
Getting up, a pair of fair, jade-like arms wrapped around the young man's neck, and she skillfully offered a fragrant kiss, raising her long, beautiful legs to press his body directly to the ground.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Lexuan detected something amiss.
Why was An Zhen's kiss so unfamiliar?
And, this position, why wasn't it sheathed?
"Grandmaster."
The young man forcefully pushed away the beauty on top of him.
"What are you doing?!"
The handsome young man was flushed with shame and anger, like a beautiful youth who had just been molested by a bad girl.
The lively expression gradually dispelled the daze in her eyes; she was compensating An Zhen, no, that wasn't right, she was clearly still experiencing An Zhen's third Spirit Ability.
"Boom!"
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
The terrifying spirit power fluctuation poured out with the appearance of those eight spirit rings, especially the pressure emanating from that crimson ring.
"Cough—"
The young man, pinned beneath her, was directly hit by this terrifying aura, and a mouthful of fresh blood choked in the air, but due to his position, he couldn't spit it out.
"Roar!"
A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and two yellow and one purple spirit rings lit up.
"Zhang Lexuan, are you sick or something?"
The aura of light caused the girl to pause, but the coldness in her eyes did not dissipate.
"Pervert!"
"How dare you do such a thing to me!"
"You pervert your grandpa."
The platinum dragon claw struck towards the beauty's head but was directly caught by a soft hand.
"You were the one who molested me just now, alright?"
"In the dream…"
Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Lexuan suddenly froze, withdrew her spirit rings, and the black-haired beauty stood up and walked towards the bathroom, leaving behind a cold remark, "Stay here, don't even think about running."
"Whew~"
She slowly exhaled.
Zhang Lexuan began to check her own body.
Aside from her underwear being soaked, there was nothing else.
Was that really a dream?
Her inner demon?
A young man approached with utilitarian motives, Bei Bei, and the academy she had to protect.
Thinking carefully, An Zhen didn't seem to know any of this: her relationship with Bei Bei, or the lifelong meaning of her protecting the academy.
Changing into fresh underwear, she pushed open the bathroom door, and the young man's distorted face came into view, crimson blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth, like a broken porcelain doll.
For some reason, besides regret, a trace of a different kind of heartache took root in the beauty's heart.
"Do you know what I dreamed about?"
"How would I know what you dreamed about?"
"Speak properly," the cold-faced black-haired beauty said.
"Normally, we are in the same dream, just like normal reality. But you must have had an inner demon earlier, because I had a nightmare, dreaming that something blurry was constantly pressing on me."
"Cough—"
A piece of bloody flesh was spat from the young man's mouth.
"What, do you have anything else to interrogate?"
Zhang Lexuan tried to discern something from those black eyes, but they were full of hatred.
Like a battered little beast snarling at him.
"I apologize, I was too agitated earlier."
A small white jade bottle appeared in her delicate palm, and the remorseful beauty squatted down, handing the jade bottle in her hand to the injured boy, "You are not lightly injured."
"Slap!"
The exquisite jade bottle was thrown to the ground, and the priceless elixir rolled away.
"Zhang Lexuan, you kept pestering me asking about the effects of my Spirit Ability, and now that I tell you, you want to kill me!"
"Zhang Lexuan, what exactly do you want to do?!"
At this moment, it was exactly like that moment.
In a trance, the young man's pale, distorted face slowly overlapped with the person in the dream.
"I…"
The Inner Courtyard Grandmaster was momentarily speechless.
Beneath her dark bangs, a pair of beautiful eyes showed regret, struggle, and various emotions intertwined.
The young man's body timely fainted and fell.
…
Virtual World.
An Zhen opened his eyes.
One who often wanders the pugilistic World cannot avoid getting hurt.
Today was indeed the first time he got hurt.
But his acting was really good.
"It really hurts."
As his thought settled, his body instantly returned to its original healthy state.
Facing the pressure of a Spirit Douluo head-on.
If he hadn't eaten good things before, Yu Tong's small body would have probably fainted directly here.
"But it seems it wasn't a loss."
His dark eyes showed joy; the unrestrained senior was truly wonderful, even the gentle beauty had a wild side.
Taking advantage of the senior.
Making the senior feel guilty.
Holding the delicate body of the black-haired beauty, the young man with a smile on his face quietly watched the reflected reality scene.
…
"An Zhen."
Zhang Lexuan looked at the bed, but both beds had been destroyed by her spirit power pressure just now. She sensed the next room, no one.
"Bang!"
The thick wall was directly blasted open by a ray of moonlight.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
Eight spirit rings, like stars holding a silver moon, descended with the pressure of a Spirit Douluo, but this time the young man was carefully protected in her arms, and gentle spirit power was injected into An Zhen's body to prevent the injury from worsening.
Gently placing An Zhen on the bed, she lifted the young man's shirt, and his bare, fair skin stained the gentle beauty's cheeks with a blush; in the dream, she had been lying on this…
No, that's not right, now it's about saving him.
A bowl of black ointment appeared in Zhang Lexuan's hand, and her delicate, pale fingertips applied it to the young man's skin.
After applying the medicine, as if remembering something, the black-haired beauty instantly returned to the previous room, then grabbed the bedsheet she had been lying on earlier; a damp circular mark was printed on it.
No wonder she felt a bit dehydrated.
She originally wanted to write about feeding medicine mouth-to-mouth, but after searching online, she found that this method was not feasible and carried significant risks.