“Get out! You scoundrel!”
Ye Qingxuan rebuked in an imperious tone. “Why don’t you take a piss and look at your own reflection? What are you? A toad lusting after swan meat? Wishful thinking!”
“If you dare to touch even a single hair on This Mistress’s body, I will grind a maggot like you into dust!”
If it were any other time, Han Lie would have long been provoked into a red-faced fury by such humiliating words from Ye Qingxuan.
But now, having thrown caution to the wind, Han Lie no longer cared how Ye Qingxuan insulted him.
In contrast, he wanted nothing more than to thoroughly humiliate Ye Qingxuan, venting the resentment accumulated from a century of humiliation.
“Hahaha… HAHAHA!”
Han Lie laughed instead of getting angry. “Sect Leader, how could This Senior not know what he is? A toad that doesn’t crave swan meat isn’t a good toad.”
“I understand your temperament, Sect Leader. If you could kill me right now, I would have already been ground to dust. I imagine it’s because of the Yin Yang Demonic Art, isn’t it?”
“……”
Ye Qingxuan gritted her teeth, her face dark with what seemed like impotent rage.
It was exactly as Han Lie said. If not for the Yin Yang Demonic Art acting up, she would have crushed him long ago.
How could she allow him to buzz around her ears like an annoying fly?
Immediately after, Han Lie crouched down. His gaze fell upon Ye Qingxuan’s seemingly delicate, smooth, fragrant shoulders that looked as if they could be bruised by a mere touch.
He clicked his tongue appreciatively. “Such peerless beauty. Rather than letting another man benefit from it in the future, why not let this old man benefit instead?”
As soon as Han Lie finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan felt one of his hands rest on her fragrant shoulder, making intimate contact with her firm, smooth skin.
In an instant, it felt as if an electric current shot from the soles of her feet straight to the crown of her head.
Her delicate body trembled accordingly!
Her body also released a signal at this moment—a desire for more.
But… Ye Qingxuan’s reason still held onto its last line of defense.
To her, Han Lie was like a rat from the sewers. Proud and aloof as she was, how could she tolerate being defiled by sewer rats?
“Remove your filthy hand from This Mistress’s body, you dog slave!”
Ye Qingxuan’s body trembled slightly as she ground out the words through clenched teeth. “Or else… or else…!”
“Just this kind of reaction?”
Han Lie felt delighted inwardly, completely ignoring Ye Qingxuan’s warning.
He had actually touched her, yet all he got was a non-threatening warning? It seemed the influence of the Yin Yang Demonic Art on Ye Qingxuan was indeed significant.
At this thought, Han Lie’s breathing began to grow rapid.
Immediately after, Han Lie grew even more audacious, pushing his luck further.
His withered hand reached out and lifted Ye Qingxuan’s chin.
Once again, he met her gaze eye-to-eye.
On Ye Qingxuan’s peerlessly beautiful face at this moment were panic, anger, humiliation, and an unnervingly cold killing intent.
Han Lie shrugged his shoulders mockingly. “Sect Leader, didn’t you say you wanted to see if this old servant still possessed capability in that area? Why don’t you verify it personally and find out?”
What would happen afterward? Han Lie no longer cared.
But he knew that perhaps right now was his only chance to humiliate Ye Qingxuan.
If he could truly humiliate her thoroughly and satisfy his own desires, what did he have to fear from death afterward?
“You scoundrel! This Mistress commands you: get out immediately! This Mistress might still grant you an intact corpse. Otherwise…”
Ye Qingxuan glared furiously, almost hysterically shrieking, “Once This Mistress recovers, I will make you beg for death yet find it unattainable!”
“Hah! Whether I die one way or another makes no difference. This Senior has long cast such thoughts aside!”
Han Lie gave a cold laugh. A ruthless glint also appeared in his sunken eyes. “This Senior served as your menial servant for a century. You have humiliated, tormented, beaten, and cursed me for a hundred years. This… is merely a small compensation for me!”
The more Ye Qingxuan insulted him, and the more she threatened him, the crazier Han Lie’s heart became.
Immediately after, Han Lie reached out and tore away the bath towel covering Ye Qingxuan’s front.
A profound landscape, whose true form lay hidden beneath the water’s surface, violently assaulted Han Lie’s visual senses.
Ye Qingxuan’s heart trembled. Filled with shame and rage, she raised her hand, wanting to smash Han Lie into dust.
But… currently almost overwhelmed by desire, her reason occupied, she couldn’t muster any spiritual energy at all.
Splash!
The next moment, Han Lie actually jumped into the bathing pool as well.
Staring fixedly at Ye Qingxuan’s peerlessly beautiful form exposed above the water, and taking in that enticing fragrance wafting towards him, Han Lie—who hadn’t even held hands with a girl in his lifetime—completely lost control.
His withered hand shot out, wrapping around Ye Qingxuan’s slender waist hidden beneath the water’s surface—so slim one hand could almost encircle it.
“Mmm… ah…”
A soft moan escaped Ye Qingxuan’s lips. Deep within, she actually began feeling a sense of anticipation.
Ye Qingxuan’s eyes grew hazy. Her stunning face, now tinged with a blush, was close at hand.
Han Lie’s voice trembled slightly with excitement. “Sect Leader, cultivating alone must be difficult. Let me assist your cultivation.”
Ye Qingxuan lightly nodded her head. Following the momentum, she extended her fair, jade-like arms and embraced Han Lie.
At this moment, the temperature within the bathing chamber instantly soared. Continuously rising steam rendered the entire room hazy and indistinct.
Han Lie, who had suppressed himself for a century, and Ye Qingxuan, whose desires were heightened due to the Yin Yang Demonic Art, engaged in a fierce, tangled struggle within the pool.
During the struggle, Ye Qingxuan greedily absorbed the Yang energy from Han Lie’s body.
As the Yang energy supplemented hers, her cultivation, which had stagnated for decades, actually began to loosen!
As for Han Lie…
Although his own Yang energy was constantly being drained by Ye Qingxuan, due to his own low cultivation level… during the entanglement, faint traces of Yin energy emanating from Ye Qingxuan’s body likewise nourished his own frail, wind-blown candle-like physique…
The night passed.
The first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, heralding a new day. All things began to revive.
Inside the bathing chamber.
Ye Qingxuan had already re-donned a set of purple gauze robes, exuding grace and nobility.
Her nation-toppling face bore a flush. The aura emanating from her was actually several times stronger than it had been before the previous night!
However, those beautiful eyes remained cold as eternal mystic ice. Gazing at Han Lie, who was slumped against the wall corner, a hint of murderous intent flashed within them.
“Haha…”
Han Lie slumped against the wall corner. His weathered face wore a satisfied, relieved, and relaxed smile, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
“Sect Leader, to be able to share such an encounter with you… This Senior can now leave this world without regrets.”
“Kill me or slice me, do as you please.”
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