Gu Yuena as Bait, Luring Out the Golden Dragon King

Crack!

The instant the whip came down, searing pain struck.

Gu Yuena's body tensed violently, yet she could not move, bound tightly as she was.

Her silver-white hair slipped over her shoulders with the violent trembling of her body, clinging to her collarbones as her breathing abruptly caught.

This lash did not strike her shoulder or lower back, but landed precisely on the outer side of her thigh.

Gu Yuena instinctively tried to curl her legs up, but she was firmly secured to the cross, leaving her able only to glare at Feng Yan in resentment.

Feng Yan temporarily withdrew the whip and cast an appraising glance at the faint red mark on her thigh.

It was as though he were admiring a freshly completed work of art rather than looking at a wound.

"This first lash is the price for treating this Buddha as a fool."

This whip was the same kind Feng Yan had once given that hundred-thousand-year Man Faced Spider Emperor. Unlike it, however, he could control this whip freely...

"This second lash will still be on your thigh, just on the other side. Symmetry looks better, after all." Feng Yan circled to her side, then flicked the whip with extreme lightness and speed.

Crack!

This lash was lighter than the first, but its landing point was far more insidious. The tip of the whip almost brushed past that spot on the inside of her thigh...

Gu Yuena's entire body shuddered again.

This time, it did not really hurt. It was even a little ticklish... yet it was far more unbearable, because in that instant, she had almost instinctively wanted to clamp her legs together.

That movement was far too intimate, far too humiliating. A flush finally rose to her face, which had always been as cold