Miao'er's expression shifted slightly. Her body twisted lightly like a beautiful snake, and she slipped free from the man's grasp.
But she had barely escaped when the Dao Court Office man deftly climbed after her and pulled Miao'er tightly into his arms. His two large hands were like iron pincers, one locking around Miao'er's neck, the other gripping her slender waist.
Miao'er struggled to breathe, fragrant sweat streaming down her body as she cursed in broken gasps, "Stinking man... so cruel-hearted... You just molested me... and now you want to harm me..."
The Dao Court Office man frivolously kissed Miao'er's cheek again and said with a faint smile:
"Who told you to be a demonic sinner of the Joyous Union Sect? Since I hold this post, I have no choice but to arrest you..."
Miao'er secretly seethed. Her breathing grew more and more ragged, and her cheeks flushed ever redder.
As the man looked at Miao'er's weak yet alluring face, desire inexplicably stirred within him, and his gaze became slightly entranced.
But he was an old hand in the pleasure quarters. After being dazed for a moment, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and his expression changed at once.
"No, my Yang essence has still been siphoned away..."
Though he had taken precautions, drinking medicinal broth to bolster his Yang and replenish his qi beforehand, and even sealing his Yang Gate with deer blood—
He had not expected Elder Miao'er's Dual Cultivation Technique to have reached such exquisite heights. She could secretly siphon from across the barrier, and in the end, quite a bit of his Primordial Yang Essence had still been taken.
He had not noticed when they first began fighting, but now that they were slightly deadlocked, and he was further provoked by Miao'er's beauty—
The Dao