What would happen when every sensation turned into pleasurable bliss?
It would be an ecstasy no one could resist.
Zhang Lexuan understood this deeply.
The morning sunlight shone upon black hair. A delicate, fair-pink body lay quietly there, crimson marks scattered across her soft skin. Half-removed black stockings hung from her slender jade feet, while two trails of unshed tears remained on her flawless face. Yet her rosy cherry lips curved into a satisfied, delighted smile.
"Looks like I went a little too far."
The boy spoke slowly.
There was not a shred of worldly desire in his heart.
Starting yesterday afternoon, he had refreshed his stamina again and again, only stopping after five in the morning.
Senior Sister wouldn't break, would she?
Even without having his senses modified or enhanced, it had felt like that.
Then Senior Sister...
He recalled that figure twisting her slim waist like a seductress.
Uh...
Hopefully, Senior Sister's willpower was strong enough.
After releasing Zhang Lexuan's consciousness, An Zhen returned to reality.
His dark eyes slowly opened, and a Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up.
"Senior Sister?"
Looking at the person unconscious on the other bed, An Zhen called out softly.
Suddenly, An Zhen froze.
The sleeping beauty's serene face bore a satisfied smile, along with two tear tracks.
Wait, why did she look exactly like Senior Sister's sleeping face in the Virtual World?
An Zhen was certain that he had not used his First Soul Skill on Zhang Lexuan, nor could he have. Something would have happened to him if he did.
That meant...
The Third Soul Skill—the consciousness drawn into the Virtual World could make the body outside feel the same sensations?
"Mmm."
A soft moan sounded. Once her consciousness returned to her body, her powerful physique immediately dispelled its weakness. The gentle beauty opened her eyes, and the person from her dream appeared before her.
"I'm sorry."
The black-haired senior sister said this, her somewhat unfocused gaze fixed on the person before her.
Getting up, she wrapped her fair arms around the boy's neck and skillfully offered him a fragrant kiss. Her long, slender legs rose, directly pinning his body to the floor.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Lexuan sensed that something was wrong.
Why was An Zhen's kiss so unfamiliar?
And this position—why hadn't he entered his sheath?
"Senior Sister."
The boy forcefully pushed the beauty off himself.
"What are you doing?!"
The handsome boy looked ashamed and furious, like a pretty young man who had just been molested by a delinquent girl.
The liveliness in her expression gradually dispelled the blankness in her eyes. She was compensating An Zhen—no, that was wrong. She was clearly still experiencing An Zhen's Third Soul Skill.
Boom!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
Terrifying Soul Power fluctuations poured forth along with those eight Soul Rings, especially the pressure emitted by that scarlet ring.
"Cough—"
Pressed beneath her, the boy took the terrifying force head-on and choked up a mouthful of blood. Yet because of his position, he could not spit it out.
Roar!
A resounding dragon's roar rang out, and two yellow Soul Rings and one purple Soul Ring lit up.
"Zhang Lexuan, are you insane?"
The aura of light made the woman pause, but the icy coldness in her eyes did not fade.
"Pervert!"
"You actually dared to do that kind of thing to me."
"Screw your grandfather."
A platinum dragon claw swung toward the beauty's head, only to be caught directly by a soft hand.
"You were obviously the one who molested me just now."
"In the dream..."
Just as Zhang Lexuan was about to speak, she suddenly froze. Retracting her Soul Rings, the black-haired beauty stood and walked toward the bathroom, leaving behind a cold command. "Stay here. Don't even think about running."
"Whew..."
He slowly let out a breath.
Zhang Lexuan began examining her body.
Other than her soaked underwear, there was nothing else.
Had that really been a dream?
Her inner demon?
The boy she had approached with ulterior motives, Beibei, and the academy she wanted to protect.
Thinking carefully, An Zhen did not seem to know any of this—her relationship with Beibei, or the meaning she had found in dedicating this life to protecting the academy.
After changing into fresh underwear and clothes, she pushed open the bathroom door. The boy came into view with a twisted expression, scarlet blood continuously flowing from the corners of his mouth. He looked like a shattered porcelain doll.
For some reason, besides regret, a different sort of heartache took root in the beauty's heart.
"Do you know what I dreamed about?"
"How the hell would I know what you dreamed about?"
"Watch your language." The black-haired beauty spoke with a cold expression.
"Normally, we're in the same dream, just like ordinary reality. But earlier, you probably encountered an inner demon, because I had a nightmare. I dreamed that some blurry thing kept pressing down on me."
"Cough—"
A blood-soaked piece of flesh came out of the boy's mouth.
"So, do you have anything else you want to interrogate me about?"
Zhang Lexuan tried to see something in those black eyes, but they were filled only with hatred.
Like a small beast covered in wounds, snarling at her.
"Sorry. I was too agitated earlier."
A small white jade bottle appeared in her fair palm. The guilty-looking beauty crouched down and handed the jade bottle to the injured boy. "You're badly hurt."
Smack!
The exquisite jade bottle was knocked to the ground, and pills worth a fortune rolled across the floor.
"Zhang Lexuan, you kept pestering me about the effects of my Soul Skill earlier. Now that I've told you, you want to kill me instead!"
"Zhang Lexuan, what exactly do you want?!"
At this moment, it was just like that moment before.
In a daze, the boy's pale, contorted face slowly overlapped with the person from her dream.
"I..."
The Senior Sister of the inner academy was momentarily speechless.
Beneath her black bangs, regret, struggle, and countless other emotions intertwined in her beautiful eyes.
At just the right moment, the boy's body fainted and collapsed.
Virtual World.
An Zhen opened his eyes.
Those who wandered the martial world often got cut eventually.
Today was his first time getting cut.
But his acting had been pretty good.
"Really hurts."
With a thought, his body instantly recovered to its healthy state.
He had faced the pressure of a Soul Douluo head-on.
If he had not eaten good things before, Xiao Yutong's little body would probably have fainted on the spot under that pressure.
"But it seems I didn't lose out."
His dark eyes revealed delight. A Senior Sister who truly let herself go was wonderful. Even a gentle beauty had a crazy side.
He got to cop a feel of Senior Sister.
And made Senior Sister feel guilty.
Holding the delicate body of the black-haired beauty, the smiling boy quietly watched the reflected scene of reality.
"An Zhen."
Zhang Lexuan looked toward the beds, but both had been destroyed by the Soul Power pressure she had released earlier. She sensed the room next door—there was no one there.
Boom!
The thick wall was blasted open by a beam of moonlight.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
Eight Soul Rings hung like stars cradling a silver moon. The pressure of a Soul Douluo descended, but this time, she carefully protected the boy in her embrace. Gentle Soul Power flowed into An Zhen's body, preventing his injuries from worsening.
She gently placed An Zhen on the bed and lifted his shirt. The bare, pale skin made the gentle beauty's cheeks flush. In the dream, she had lain on top of this...
No, that was wrong. She was saving him now.
A bowl of black medicinal paste appeared in Zhang Lexuan's hand, and her soft fingertips spread it over the boy's skin.
After applying the medicine, she seemed to remember something. The black-haired beauty instantly returned to the previous room, then grabbed the bedsheet that had been beneath her. A wet circular stain was printed upon it.
No wonder she felt somewhat dehydrated.
I originally wanted to write about feeding medicine mouth-to-mouth, but after looking it up, I found that method did not work and carried considerable risk.
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