Song Wen drifted over to Su Zhixi, extended his right hand, and slowly reached toward her jade-white cheek.
Watching that hand grow larger and larger before her eyes, Su Zhixi's earlier resolve to face death vanished abruptly, replaced by utter panic.
"Jiang Yushan, what are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you had no interest in me?"
Su Zhixi strained to tilt her head back.
But Blood Tide had her entire body tightly bound. Even if she turned her head, where could she possibly hide?
Song Wen's hand finally came to rest on her face.
"There are many ways to torment someone. It need not always be suffering of the flesh!"
As he spoke, Song Wen's thumb settled upon Su Zhixi's red lips and gently stroked across them.
"If I am not mistaken, Fairy Su is still a virgin, her yin essence yet undrained? I possess both a secret furnace art for harvesting yin to replenish yang and a Daoist dual-cultivation method for harmonizing yin and yang. Which does Fairy Su prefer?"
"You..."
Su Zhixi's eyes flew wide as she glared fixedly at Song Wen's face, so close at hand, filled with both fury and disgust.
"Jiang Yushan, you are at least a great cultivator of the Body Integration Realm. Yet you act with such utter disregard for decency? Do you dare give this fairy a swift death?"
"Fairy Su, why be in such a hurry to die? The pleasure of clouds and rain is among the greatest joys in this world; its wondrous delights make one feel as if falling into the clouds! If you have never experienced it, would you not have come into this world for nothing?" Song Wen continued caressing Su Zhixi's cheek.
"Jiang Yushan, you are filthy, vile, and revolting—a stinking maggot in the mud!" Su