Seduction

After Black-Clad Woman awoke and found that all her outer clothing had been removed, she realized she had let her guard down far too soon. Heaven only knew what that wild-looking fellow had done while she was unconscious.

More importantly, after hastily putting her clothes back on, Black-Clad Woman discovered that the crucial item she had kept close to her body was missing. In all likelihood, it had fallen into Liu Xing's hands.

Black-Clad Woman looked around and guessed that this cave was Liu Xing's den. She sat down inside, closed her eyes, and regulated her breathing, waiting for Liu Xing to walk straight into her net.

Before long, just as Black-Clad Woman had recovered a trace of spiritual energy, she heard the rush of air as Liu Xing came hurtling back. Without a second thought, she concealed herself at the cave entrance, ready to give that hateful fellow a savage lesson from the shadows.

But Black-Clad Woman's severe injuries made her movements far less nimble than usual, and Liu Xing's reactions were far beyond those of an ordinary person. Her sneak attack actually failed.

Black-Clad Woman could tell that Liu Xing had not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy about him. At most, his physical prowess vastly exceeded that of ordinary people. Normally, she would never have given such a fellow a second glance, but severely injured as she was, she could do nothing to him.

Black-Clad Woman knew that capturing Liu Xing would be no easy task in her current condition. After a moment's thought, she decided that unconventional methods would give her a better chance.

Black-Clad Woman was a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect. How formidable was the Heavenly Demon Soul-Confusion she cultivated! With just a little display of it, how could this fellow fail to lose his wits and fall into a daze?

At that thought, Black-Clad Woman's demeanor changed in an instant. A hint of sorrow suddenly replaced the frost on her lovely face, making her look utterly pitiful.

Black-Clad Woman was a peerless beauty, seductive to her very bones. With a beguiling smile on her face, she could surely rival the devil's own temptation. Yet her Bewitching Art clearly reached a higher level: that sorrow multiplied her allure several times over, making anyone who saw her want to gather her into their arms and tenderly protect her.

Liu Xing knew nothing of relations between men and women, but his instinctive susceptibility to temptation was inborn. His mouth suddenly went dry, and he drew closer to Black-Clad Woman without realizing it.

Black-Clad Woman gradually bent at the waist, looking even more fragile, as though a gust of wind could topple her. Pity welled up in Liu Xing's heart. Unable to hold back any longer, he stepped forward and reached out to steady her shoulder, asking, "Are you all right?"

Black-Clad Woman's sorrowful expression remained unchanged, but inwardly she was brimming with smug satisfaction. With her mastery of Heavenly Demon Soul-Confusion, tempting a mortal who possessed not even a trace of spiritual energy was child's play.

Seeing Liu Xing's hand about to settle on her shoulder, Black-Clad Woman had no intention of letting him take that liberty. She secretly gathered her spiritual energy, preparing to seize the vulnerable point at the back of his neck and capture him in one stroke.

But since suffering her severe injuries, Black-Clad Woman had never properly rested and regulated her breathing, relying entirely on her profound cultivation to forcibly suppress them. Now, gathering spiritual energy into her hand unexpectedly triggered a backlash from her injuries. The spiritual energy within her fell into chaos, and she could no longer keep it under control. Her body went limp, and she collapsed into a sitting position on the ground.

Black-Clad Woman's false performance had now become reality, and the sorrow on her face was no longer feigned. Capturing Liu Xing was out of the question; merely holding back the mouthful of blood that threatened to spurt out was already a struggle.

Seeing Liu Xing's filthy hands about to land on her shoulders, Black-Clad Woman knew this fellow would take every liberty with her again. In her anxious fury, blood surged in her chest, and she fainted once more.

Black-Clad Woman had only fainted because anger had overwhelmed her heart, so she soon came around. In her hazy state, she felt her body drifting and swaying as though she were floating among the clouds.

When her senses cleared, Black-Clad Woman was shocked to discover that Liu Xing was actually carrying her in his arms.

Liu Xing wore only a short animal-hide jacket, leaving his sturdy chest exposed, while Black-Clad Woman's tight leather clothing clung closely to her body. Pressed against his powerful muscles, it felt as though only a thin layer of gauze separated them. She could faintly feel a wave of heat coming from the skin touching his, and an unfamiliar sensation stirred in her heart.

The Heavenly Demon Art she practiced was among the supreme arts of the demonic path, and its Heavenly Demon Soul-Confusion stood above every Bewitching Art under heaven. Though the Black-Clad Woman rarely had opportunities to interact with men, her constant exposure to the demonic art she practiced meant she was not wholly ignorant of relations between men and women like an innocent maiden. Yet now that Liu Xing had picked her up, her heart was bounding like a startled fawn, utterly refusing to settle.

This was not because Liu Xing possessed such overwhelming charm that a mere release of his kingly, domineering aura made every beauty submit. Rather, the Black-Clad Woman's severe injuries had weakened her resolve, and since the backlash had struck while she was using her Bewitching Art, amorous thoughts naturally ran wild in her mind.

Dizzy and bewildered, the Black-Clad Woman completely forgot that even with her severe injuries, she was fully capable of struggling free of Liu Xing's arms. Instead, she let him carry her into the cave.

Liu Xing, for his part, had no particular thoughts about it. Although the Black-Clad Woman had ambushed him, she had not stirred any hostility in him. After all, he had lived alone on Connors Star for so long. Now that he had finally encountered another human—and such a breathtaking beauty at that—he naturally felt drawn to her and would never hurt her.

When he saw the Black-Clad Woman faint again, the only thing Liu Xing could think of was to let her have a good rest. That was why he picked her up and carried her into the cave.

Feeling the powerful masculine presence emanating from Liu Xing, the Black-Clad Woman buried her head in the sand like an ostrich. She dared not lift her head to look closely at him and lowered it instead, as though she were willingly nestling her lovely head against his chest.

A moment later, the Black-Clad Woman felt herself sinking onto a pile of soft, dry grass. Clearly, Liu Xing had carried her back to the stone bed.

After finally calming the amorous thoughts in her heart, the Black-Clad Woman secretly opened her eyes and studied Liu Xing.

From the Black-Clad Woman's position, she could only gaze up at Liu Xing's profile. Seeing the firm lines of his face, as though carved by a blade, she felt that unfamiliar stirring in her heart grow even more pronounced.

How could this be?

Panic began to rise in the Black-Clad Woman's heart. Could these strange feelings be happening because my severe injuries have unsettled my mind?

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