"No... this is..." Su i panicked as her nervous system was entirely flooded with overwhelming, mind-shattering lust, and when she tried to circulate the Spirit Qi through her ridians, it only hastened the spread of the paralysing effect.
She couldn’t do this. Absolutely not. She would rather die than surrender to man, and that too if the man was a cripple.
Her Yin-Demon blood arts required absolute purity and total control over her Yin essence.
If a man took her virginity, her foundation would shatter. She would lose everything she had spent decades building. She would be a mortal once again.
She had to resist. She could not let a man touch her.
But the Earth-Tier aphrodisiac was absolute poison to her willpower. It made her too weak.
"No... stay away... I won’t..." she sobbed, her words slurring as her pupils blew wide open, completely dilating until her eyes were dark, glossy pools of raw, animalistic need, "Don’t touch ... I refuse..."
Yet even as she whimpered her defiance, her body betrayed her entirely.
Her hips arched upward in involuntary, needy jerks, leaking hot fluids down her pale legs.
Her thick thighs clamped together, grinding desperately against the velvet rug to chase a sensation she couldn’t reach.
The sheer weight of the Earth-Tier drug finally shattered the last thread of her demonic pride. Her weak protests lted into a breathless, desperate plea.
"Please... the burning... I can’t take it... I need you... help !"
She didn’t care about her foundation anymore. She didn’t care about the Spatial Ring or the Yin-Demon Sect. She just wanted to be touched until the burning stopped.
She frantically grabbed the collar of her red cheongsam and ripped it open. The silk tore, completely exposing her massive, pale breasts to the cool air. Her dark red nipples were stiff and throbbing.
"You want it?" Gu Fan sneered.
He reached into his Void Band and pulled out the heavy, pitch-black tal ring. The King-Grade ’Absolute Submission Collar’.
Gu Fan grabbed a thick handful of her dark hair and pulled her head back just enough to expose her throat.
"Ahhh!" Su i moaned, arching her back and thrusting her bare breasts up toward him.
Gu Fan slamd the heavy black collar around her elegant neck.
Click.
The tal locked perfectly. The dark runes on the collar flared with a sinister purple light. It pierced straight into her flesh, binding directly to her soul.
[System Notification: ’Absolute Submission Collar’ successfully bound.]
[Target: Su i (8th Stage Origin Realm).]
[Loyalty irreversibly locked to Host. Betrayal is impossible.]
Su i gasped loudly. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the collar asserted absolute dominance over her mind and soul.
She slumped forward, resting her cheek affectionately against Gu Fan’s boots.
"Master..." Su i whispered, her voice completely devoted and submissive. "Please, Master... help ."
Gu Fan smirked, his rough fingers gently stroking her soft cheek. He unfastened his belt and pulled his trousers down, freeing his thick, rock-hard cock. It was throbbing with intense Yang heat.
"You played a dangerous ga tonight, Sister i," Gu Fan teased, his tone low and dangerously flirtatious. "But I think we both know you belong right here. Open up for , sweetheart."
Su i eagerly crawled forward on her hands and knees. She opened her red lips and took his thick cock deep into her mouth, letting out a soft, grateful hum. She sucked him hungrily, eagerly seeking his Yang essence.
Gu Fan tangled his fingers in her dark hair, guiding her rhythm with a firm, sensual touch. He didn’t rush or degrade her; he simply let her pamper him, enjoying the sight of the previously arrogant Origin Realm expert now completely at his rcy.
"You are going to be a very valuable ally," Gu Fan murmured, a confident smile on his face as she serviced him with desperate, loving enthusiasm. "Show how good you are."
anwhile, on the floor below, the heavy oak doors of the Pavilion Master’s study swung open.
Elder Qian practically sprinted into the room. He was sweating heavily, clutching two massive, glowing spatial rings tightly in his frail hands.
"Young Master Gu!" Elder Qian panted, catching his breath with a triumphant smile. "I have the funds! Fifteen thousand, eight hundred and fifty dium-Grade stones, and eleven thousand, five hundred Low-Grade stones! All counted and ready!"
Elder Qian looked up.
The study was completely empty.
The lted ironwood desk still smoked in the center of the room. The burlap sack of beast cores was gone.
"Young Master Gu?" Elder Qian called out nervously. His voice cracked.
There was no answer.
Elder Qian blinked. He walked over to the desk. He looked left. He looked right. He peered suspiciously behind the lavish curtains. He even bent down and opened a small, untouched desk drawer, staring into it as if a grown man and the Pavilion Manager could sohow fit inside.
Nothing.
Gu Fan and Su i were completely gone.
Elder Qian stood in the empty room, clutching the spatial rings to his chest. He looked at the smoking hole in the floor where his desk used to be. His bushy white eyebrows furrowed in utter confusion.
"Where did they go?" Elder Qian whispered, scratching his bald head. "Did... did the desk eat them?"
He looked down at the massive fortune in his hands. If they were gone, were the spirit stones still needed?
"Did Manager Su strike a different kind of deal?" the old man muttered to himself, utterly bewildered, "Do we not have to pay? That leaves with a lot to spend on in the Lotus Pavilion."
Elder Qian slowly backed out of the room, gently pulling the door closed until it clicked.
"Well, my dear Xiao i, thanks to you, this old man is going to have a lot of fun," the old man mumbled, scurrying down the hallway as fast as his cane would allow, not in the mood to care about where the cripple young master and his Miss vanished into.
He only had one goal in front of him.
"My dear Shishi!"
"Here I co..."
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