The night was deep, and a sliver of the crescent moon shone through the gaps into the quiet secret chamber. Rao Yuexi's shapely thighs straddled Pei Yuhan from above, her curvaceous body trembling slightly.
"Xiao Han, don't blame your martial aunt…"
"Even if Xiao Han is unwilling to accept your martial aunt, please accept the gift your martial aunt has prepared for you…"
"Martial aunt is content just watching Xiao Han slowly grow up from afar…"
Rao Yuexi's tone was seductive, and one could feel the suppressed excitement and greed within it.
Her hair, which had been tied up neatly, was let down. Rao Yuexi propped up Pei Yuhan's long sword, then, recalling the dual cultivation techniques of the Qingyou Dao Sect, began circulating her spiritual energy. A sphere of Core Fire enveloped their figures…
Her red lips pursed slightly, feeling apprehensive about what was to come. Finally, she bit down hard on her lower lip, clenching her teeth, yet a muffled groan still escaped.
Rao Yuexi's alluring, fox-like eyes, now glowing with a strange red light, shimmered with moisture. The simple obsession and greed were gone, replaced by the relief and peace of finally achieving her desire…
Rao Yuexi's jade-like hands braced herself on either side, her slender white fingers digging into her palms. Anxiously, she met the first strike.
A muffled groan came, and Rao Yuexi seemed to have sustained internal injuries. Her perfectly toned combat body tensed involuntarily, her expression tinged with pain as she began to fight seriously.
The beauty's slender waist, like a willow branch, curved like a crescent moon. Her long black hair cascaded down, obscuring her fair, jade-like back, adding a touch of allure.
"Xiao Han… your martial aunt belongs to you now…"
"Xiao Han, you belong to your martial aunt too…"
"Don't even think about leaving your martial aunt in this lifetime…"
To the ends of the earth…
Your martial aunt will find you.
The battle continued. The internal pain from Rao Yuexi's initial underestimation slowly subsided. She gained a preliminary understanding of the opponent's sword techniques and could even launch occasional counterattacks.
During the fight, Rao Yuexi's alluring, fox-like eyes gazed languidly at Pei Yuhan's well-defined upper body muscles. Her jade-like hand gently lifted, tracing his perfect physique as if admiring a masterpiece.
Red spiritual energy diffused around them, pure Core Fire and Yang Fire enveloping them. Rao Yuexi looked at his handsome face, feeling only a ball of wicked fire churning in her Dantian, unable to dissipate no matter what.
Not enough…
Rao Yuexi stopped straddling Pei Yuhan and slowly crouched down.
In the exchange of swordplay, Rao Yuexi, who had been at a disadvantage at the start, began to adapt to the discomfort caused by the enemy. From barely parrying at first, to occasionally counterattacking, she now began to take the initiative.
Rao Yuexi changed her attack method, so that each strike could drive the "sword" deeper into the enemy's flesh and blood, inflicting greater injury.
Although this meant Rao Yuexi would also sustain greater injuries, a strategy of trading blows, it allowed her to end the fight more quickly.
Rao Yuexi now understood herself; she was this kind of person, an insatiable wicked woman.
But none of that mattered now. Rao Yuexi only wanted to savor this most beautiful moment of her life, as if all things in heaven and earth had lost their original colors.
Rao Yuexi even felt as if she were momentarily on a hazy boundary.
She felt the realm of unity between heaven and man, experiencing an unprecedented sensation…
Even if she truly obtained Xiao Han, she wouldn't be satisfied with this level of intensity. Instead, she would gradually become more demanding…
Until she completely devoured her Xiao Han…
As the battle intensified, Rao Yuexi's sword-catching movements became more skilled, and her counterattacks were incredibly powerful.
The enemy before her, Pei Yuhan, was starting to struggle.
Rao Yuexi's loose black hair swayed, and she leaned her entire body onto Pei Yuhan.
One arm wrapped around Pei Yuhan's back, while the other cradled his head, burying it in her embrace.
Rao Yuexi's warm breath brushed against Pei Yuhan's face. Pei Yuhan's eyes remained tightly shut.
On the battlefield, the enemy's relentless attacks caused Pei Yuhan's brow to furrow slightly as he parried.
Seeing this scene, Rao Yuexi became even more excited, even feeling an urge to wake Pei Yuhan up.
I really want Xiao Han to personally experience this ultimate earthly pleasure that can pierce the soul…
"Xiao Han… your martial aunt will love you forever…"
Rao Yuexi's cheeks were flushed with an unusual redness as she whispered her heartfelt words into Pei Yuhan's ear.
"Xiao Han… do you remember that year, when martial aunt took you to play in the snow…"
"Xiao Han, you were so small back then, so short, and now you're so tall…"
"Xiao Han is truly amazing… you haven't disappointed your martial aunt at all…"
Even though Pei Yuhan was still unconscious, Rao Yuexi continued to speak to him, feeling that if she just said a few more words in his ear, Xiao Han would wake up and forgive her mistakes.
Rao Yuexi didn't want to admit it, but all her words were just an excuse to find a reasonable outlet for her sins.
Rao Yuexi once felt that doing this would somehow alleviate her guilt and earn Xiao Han's forgiveness…
I had no choice! The reason I secretly plotted against my Xiao Han was simply because I was too wronged!
Yes! Wronged!
Xiao Han and I have so many beautiful memories. I was definitely going to marry Xiao Han in the future!
The reason I did this was just to use some special methods. Although the methods were somewhat unsavory, they merely brought forward the destined outcome for the two of us!
She would eventually belong to Xiao Han!
What difference did it make if it was sooner or later?
The two held each other tightly. At that moment, Rao Yuexi wished she could fuse her flesh and blood with Pei Yuhan, becoming one.
Rao Yuexi didn't notice that she had become the kind of wicked woman she herself had spoken of.
Despite despising those wanton women for their lack of restraint and roughness, she was doing the same thing.
Rao Yuexi marveled at her junior disciple's strength.
Logically, there were only oxen that died from exhaustion, not land that was ruined from plowing.
But now, Rao Yuexi could feel herself nearing her limit. She was fortunate that she had swallowed three Heavenly Yin Pills, which were meant for Nascent Soul female cultivators, in one go.
Originally, Rao Yuexi had worried that she might not be able to dissipate all her Yin energy, but now it seemed it was just the right amount.
On the battlefield, Rao Yuexi was immersed in the back-and-forth combat.
Rao Yuexi focused on parrying and counter-attacking, her previously dazed and satisfied expression becoming even more excited.
The duel between the two had reached its final stage. Both were covered in sword wounds, and dark clouds gathered in the sky, signaling an impending storm.
This was the storm Rao Yuexi had summoned, and it was the price she had to pay.
However, Rao Yuexi was determined to thoroughly defeat the enemy before she was defeated and swallowed by the storm.
That incredibly powerful Pei Yuhan.
Rao Yuexi absorbed all the surrounding Yang energy and launched her final charge.
And Pei Yuhan slowly opened his eyes