Desire Restaurant [Complete] - 9

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Chapter 142 The Punishment of the Female Slave

"Master," Yana stirred, wanting to embrace Yanxuan, but fearing he might push her away again like before, her frail body couldn't withstand it. Hesitating, she stopped and whispered, "Master, I didn't lie to you. Really, there truly is a mysterious contract between us. I... I will never leave you, destined to be your slave forever. The reason I broke my promise and left for so long is because some very serious matters have occurred in our clan that I need to resolve. During my absence, my body has gradually weakened due to the mysterious contract. As I told you, if I don't return to your side, I will remain weak until death!" As she spoke, Yana swayed slightly, her face growing even paler.

Yanxuan looked at Yana's pale face and the blood at the corner of her mouth; it seemed her words were true, otherwise, there was no reason for her to be so weak. Tonight's lesson should have been enough to leave a deep impression on her; that's about enough. Pushing her any further would be unwise.

However, as Yan Xuan recalled Yana protecting Monreke last night, he couldn't help but feel incredibly irritated. Giving Yana a chance to explain and choosing to forgive her was already giving her face, but this didn't mean the punishment was over. Next, her body would be punished.

Yan Xuan walked to the bedside, pinned Yana down, and forcefully tore at her clothes. Under such brutal treatment, Yana instinctively resisted, but then, remembering her purpose, her resistance gradually weakened. In a short while, Yana's clothes were torn to shreds, fluttering on the floor like butterflies. She looked at Yan Xuan's ferocious expression in horror, wanting to push him away forcefully, but after a few movements, she ultimately closed her eyes and stopped resisting. The tears streaming from the corners of her eyes proved her sorrow. Wasn't this exactly what she wanted? Great Death Spider Queen! How could you arrange such a tragic fate for your faithful follower? Yana's heart sank into a dark abyss as Yanxuan kneaded her full, rabbit-like breasts.

Yanxuan's large hands grasped each breast; it seemed Yana's already full breasts were now even larger, his hands only able to hold more than half. Watching the soft, beautiful flesh overflow between his fingers, watching those exquisite breasts change into various lewd shapes in his hands, Yanxuan's breathing quickened, his lower body throbbing and pressing against Yana's lower abdomen. Yana, filled with despair, seemed completely unresponsive to Yanxuan, like a wooden puppet at his mercy. This greatly displeased Yanxuan; after kneading her forcefully for a while, he straddled Yana, forcefully spreading her legs and rubbing against her through her clothes. At the same time, he opened his mouth and sucked on one cherry, gently licking it, while his other hand was also busy, lightly drawing circles around the other cherry. This long-lost feeling made Yana's body tense up suddenly. Her body became even stiffer. After moving on Yana's body for a while, Yanxuan felt bored. This was far worse than the feeling of making love with Lu Xi, and even the feeling of disciplining Lin Jiayi was much more enjoyable than this.

After having several women, Yanxuan's mouth had become picky, and the monotonous piston-like movements were far from satisfying his needs. Like now, even if he entered Yana's body, what pleasure would there be? After hesitating for a moment, Yanxuan suddenly leaned close to Yana's ear and chuckled, saying, "Aren't you my slave girl?" Yana's eyes opened. "Master," she said against her will, "Yana is your slave." Yan Xuan said softly, "A slave should serve her master well, shouldn't she?"

"Master, have you forgiven Yana?" Yana's eyes lit up. Although she hated the body she was in, she was still happy to get what she wanted. It was better than being defiled again and not being forgiven.

Yan Xuan smiled, turned over, and left Yana's body. He lay comfortably on the bed, gently playing with her nipple with one hand, and said, "That depends on you. As the master, of course I only want a slave who can please me. As long as you make me comfortable, maybe I will consider letting bygones be bygones."

"Master," Yana wanted to say something, but Yan Xuan said impatiently with a stern face, "Hurry up and do it, stop talking nonsense!" Yana's face darkened, and she sat up with a sad look in her eyes. She reached out and began to gently undress Yan Xuan. As her hand rested on Yanxuan's trouser hem, her other hand gently kneaded the erection through his clothes.

Yanxuan let out a comfortable groan, gazing at Yana's back with a somewhat infatuated look. In the dim yellow light, Yana's body shone with a soft, jade-like luster. Her slender waist and already full hips appeared even larger in her seated position, their curves perfectly integrated with her waist, creating an immense allure.

Yanxuan subconsciously reached out and caressed Yana's waist. When his hand slid to Yana's beautiful buttocks, he pinched and kneaded them before inserting his fingers into her cleft. At this moment, Yana's buttocks were positioned so that the cleft was very small, and Yanxuan felt a soft squeezing sensation as his fingers probed inside. He pushed in harder, feeling the alluring folds at his fingertips. Suddenly, a mischievous thought arose in his mind, and he hooked his finger and gently pushed it upwards.

The sensation of her vital area being attacked caused Yana to let out a soft moan, her body suddenly going limp against Yanxuan's, her mouth just touching the large, erect penis that had just sprung from her pants. He felt Yana's warm breath on his lower body. That tingling, itchy sensation instantly spread throughout his body, giving Yanxuan a pleasurable tingling feeling.

He gently shifted his hips, his lower body swaying and lightly slapping against Yana's face, his meaning clear. Looking at the bulging, monstrous thing before her, Yana hesitated for a long time, unsure of Yanxuan's intentions. As the holy maiden of the Dark Elf race, she was completely ignorant of these sexual practices; her only understanding came from countless acts of ravaging by Yanxuan.

Yana's indifference fueled Yanxuan's anger. Driven by desire, he reached out and forcefully pinched Yana's chin. When Yana instinctively opened her mouth, Yanxuan seized the opportunity and thrust in quickly.

Yan Xuan's enormous size was almost too much for Yana's small mouth. She made whimpering sounds, twisting her head in an attempt to escape this disgusting thing. Her small mouth and vagina were completely different sensations. Yan Xuan forced his penis into Yana's mouth, the instant satisfaction almost making him ejaculate on the spot. In such pleasure, how could he allow Yana to escape? Yan Xuan forcefully controlled Yana's head, glaring at her fiercely, and began to thrust.

Her small mouth was stretched to its limit, the filthy, repulsive thing thrusting in and out relentlessly, bringing Yana hellish torment. The gagging sensation from the foreign object piercing her throat and the humiliation and anger made Yana want to bite off this tormenting tool completely. But she didn't dare! She couldn't let a moment of pleasure destroy everything. She was no longer the Yana she once was; she had to consider all her people.

Yanxuan thrust rapidly. The pleasure from deep throating was indescribable. The only flaw was the discomfort when Yana's teeth slid over the symbol of desire, greatly diminishing the pleasure.

"Open your mouth wider," Yanxuan groaned softly, "use your tongue." He spoke these words solely to enhance his own pleasure, never imagining that after Yana had been so humiliated, hearing such commanding words would fill her with indescribable sorrow. What was she? She was nothing. This thought made Yana wish she could die immediately! But what could she do? She had already sold too much to achieve her goals. She began to decide to become a tool herself, a tool willing to sacrifice everything for her people, a tool that would abandon its soul for the sake of its people! Her eyes grew increasingly vacant, tears silently streaming down her face. Having decided to relinquish her soul, Yana's eyes were now devoid of life.

A moment later, Yana opened her small mouth as wide as she could, but she didn't use her tongue as Yanxuan had instructed. This was her bottom line. Even if she were to sell her soul, shouldn't she at least maintain the last shred of dignity for her people? She was the Holy Maiden of the Dark Elf race! Even so, Yanxuan felt a surge of intense pleasure.

Without the obstruction of her teeth, he thrust even faster. A moment later, he felt a tingling sensation in his body and almost couldn't hold back anymore. He quickly tried to distract himself with other thoughts. He didn't want to ejaculate like this; everything tonight had been too wonderful. Yan Xuan was reluctant to end it like this.

Yan Xuan turned his head and looked around, suddenly noticing the chastity ring not far away. Then, he remembered the bloodstain on the chastity ring and deliberately tried to wipe it clean, even though he knew perfectly well from his previous efforts that the bloodstain couldn't be wiped off. But what did it matter? All he needed to do was distract himself. Yan Xuan reached out and took the chastity ring in his hand, beginning to examine it closely. Hatred was indeed effective; although his lower body wasn't as swollen and hard as when he was focused, it was slightly softer, but it wouldn't affect his erection or hinder the sensation. Holding the chastity ring

, Yan Xuan suddenly remembered his midnight promise with Lin Jiayi. Although Yanxuan thought it would be very enjoyable to "discipline" Lin Jiayi, he couldn't bear to leave Yana's little mouth. After some attempts, Yana had clearly mastered some techniques, her little mouth gently teasing him. The feeling of her tongue swirling around was incredibly captivating for Yanxuan. "Fine! I'll stand Lin Jiayi up tonight!" he thought. "I can have her anytime I want; disciplining her is just a matter of time. There's no need to rush. Besides, if I stand her up, Lin Jiayi will think I'm disrespecting her. Hehe, maybe this will be a lash against her pride." Yanxuan made up his mind to enjoy Yana tonight, temporarily putting Lin Jiayi aside.

However, when Yana's image appeared in his mind, his attempt to distract himself failed. The pleasure in his lower body suddenly intensified. Yanxuan groaned, pressed Yana's head down, and thrust hard. The deep throat sensation intensified Yan Xuan's pleasure, causing him to slow his thrusting pace considerably. Looking down at Yana's beautiful face, helplessly swallowing, Yan Xuan's anger lessened slightly; this woman was still his.

He seemed to want to savor the deep throat pleasure for a longer time. At this moment, Yana was in excruciating pain as Yan Xuan thrust deeper and deeper; it was more cruel than any torture in the world. The fishy taste of the foreign object entering her throat was indescribable, not to mention the damage it caused. Her hands gripped the sheets, which were already torn, as she endured the pain, yearning for the torment to end. Gradually, Yan Xuan's pleasure intensified. He instinctively embraced Yana's head, thrusting forcefully. "Huff," Yan Xuan gasped, the words escaping purely subconsciously. As the pleasure surged, about to erupt, he craved even more intense pleasure.

Chapter 143 Narcissism Sparks Desire

Yana hesitated for a moment, then began to suck. This was absolutely not out of submission, but to escape the torment sooner. In this state, only Yanxuan's ejaculation would bring her relief. Although Yana's sucking lacked skill, what stimulated Yanxuan most was the exhilarating feeling of being on top.

When Yanxuan reached his climax, it was undoubtedly an even greater nightmare for Yana, and that wasn't all! In an instant, the sounds of flesh colliding, groans, and gasps filled the simple room with an atmosphere of debauchery and indulgence. This was the punishment for the female slave! Lin Jiayi collapsed to the ground, her clothes torn to shreds. She gasped for breath, her body limp and powerless. The series of strange events had left her feeling utterly exhausted. The feeling came without warning, vanished unpredictably, appearing and disappearing without a trace. Yet each appearance brought her immense discomfort. Those invisible hands were more devilish than the devil himself! Heavens! But just as she was about to reach the peak of her climax, those invisible hands suddenly disappeared.

This feeling left Lin Jiayi's body wanting more. The sensation of climaxing left her feeling empty inside. The recent physical indulgence left her limp and powerless as she collapsed to the floor. The coldness of the ground reaching her body brought a semblance of clarity to her mind. Her reason returned, meaning everything that had just happened was flashing through her memory. She savored her lewd actions, especially the incredibly shameful thoughts that now made her feel utterly hopeless. Lin Jiayi lay on the floor, her eyes blank and empty. It was a rare moment of the day when she wasn't bothered by those strange feelings. Next door, Tang Jing and Su Ying's laughter grew quieter until it fell silent.

Normally, at this time, under these circumstances, Lin Jiayi would be on the same bed as Tang Jing and Su Ying, embracing them as she fell asleep. But now, Lin Jiayi felt sorrow and deep conflict. God! She loved Tang Jing and Su Ying deeply, but why wouldn't she allow them to be together? What saddened Lin Jiayi most was that, while deeply in love with Tang Jing and Su Ying, when lust took hold, she could only think of shameful images. As the shadows of Tang Jing and Su Ying gradually transformed into Yan Xuan's naked body, and as her longed-for tenderness turned into Yan Xuan's ravaging of her, Lin Jiayi felt utterly lost. She wondered, what was wrong with her? If it was because she had been caught by a devil and was being violated against her will, that could be somewhat understandable, as there was at least a compelling reason. But now, as her body throbbed with extreme desire, yet unable to find any relief, she thought of Yan Xuan. "I am a princess! I am a princess of an empire! I bear the heavy responsibility of the empire; perhaps I will be remembered in history! I will be revered by all my subjects!" Lin Jiayi kept telling herself this, using this seemingly noble thought to maintain a sliver of clarity. Gradually, that invisible hand seemed to vanish. The tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body gradually subsided. Lin Jiayi felt a surge of joy, believing her irrationality could suppress the changes in her body. She thought that as long as she exerted herself and used the future of the empire to control herself, she could temporarily forget her physical desires under this immense pressure. Lin Jiayi lay helplessly on the ground, her cold, beautiful face covered in sweat. She desperately tried to figure out how to deal with Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan's existence was a terrible nightmare for her. How could she destroy him and make this nightmare disappear completely? When she thought of Yan Xuan's incompetence and humiliation, a smile appeared on her face, but then, when she thought of the handsome elf with terrifying power who seemed to have some potential close relationship with Yan Xuan, Lin Jiayi felt utterly dejected. What should she do? Was she destined to be toyed with by that devil forever? Killing that useless devil seemed easy, and even finding and eliminating his accomplices, like using the power of the empire, didn't seem difficult. But what about that terrifying handsome elf? What if he had an intimate relationship with that devil? In the makeshift sauna shed, the devil's evasive answers were riddled with flaws, but the most obvious was his apparent confidence, especially when he spoke of the beautiful elf. If his promises weren't so convincing, it would mean he had a close relationship with her!

Lin Jiayi lay on the ground, forgetting to straighten her clothes, letting her bodice hang open, her full breasts bouncing from her red bra. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Lin Jiayi's mind. She thought, she had already been defiled by that devil, becoming a ruined woman! But, if she thought about it another way, that devil could be a useful pawn. If he really did have a close relationship with that powerful, beautiful elf, could she use corruption and depravity to get to know him and win him over through various means? If, during their interactions, she discovered he had no relationship with the elf whatsoever, she could use the Empire's power to find his accomplices and kill them all to cure her own heartache? Even if she couldn't eliminate all of that devil's accomplices and spread her scandal throughout the continent, if she could successfully use Yan Xuan to win over that handsome elf, the scandal would become her capital, and she would become a model of selfless devotion for the entire empire. When Lin Jiayi thought of this, she couldn't help but think of that handsome elf. Compared to Tang Jing and Su Ying, she was definitely more cunning. Last night, Tang Jing's coyness in front of that handsome elf, and the fact that Tang Jing had unexpectedly bought a brocade robe for Yan Xuan during the day, all of this made Lin Jiayi increasingly feel that Tang Jing had already set her sights on that handsome elf. This was a kind of competition. Although she, Tang Jing, and Su Ying's three countries were outwardly cooperating, they were secretly in competition. If Tang Jing had already decided to win over that handsome elf, then she absolutely couldn't fall behind.

Although Lin Jiayi felt disgusted and repulsed at the thought of possibly having to use her body to please that handsome elf in the future, what could she do? That handsome elf was definitely lustful, as evidenced by his master-slave relationship with the dark elf woman.

Lin Jiayi's mind was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. On one hand, she wanted to escape the devil's clutches and protect the empire's interests; on the other hand, she felt a deep aversion to men. Lost in her confusion, she noticed Tang Jing and Su Ying's laughter next door gradually cease. Then she heard Su Ying close the door.

Outside the window, the moon had risen high in the sky, its light even brighter. Midnight finally arrived.

Lying on the floor, Lin Jiayi stared blankly out the window. Now that her body was back to normal, she no longer felt any desire. She hesitated, wondering how to avoid the devil. But thinking back to her earlier thoughts, it seemed she still needed to use him for the time being. What to do? Go? Or not? If she went, she would inevitably be ravaged by that devil! But what if she didn't go? If that devil, enraged, were to immediately publicize the image depicting her lewdness, she, caught completely off guard, would suffer a fate worse than death! Go ahead! Consider it another dog bite! Lin Jiayi gritted her teeth, then leaned against the door to stand up, casually straightening her disheveled clothes before pressing her ear against the door. The hallway was silent.

Lin Jiayi gently opened the door a crack. After peeking out, she cautiously stepped out of the room. As she reached the stairs, her thoughts were incredibly complex, filled with instinctive disgust and fear, yet also with an unavoidable sense of helplessness. When Lin Jiayi cautiously entered the storage room, she stood there. In this familiar place, lay the marks of her shame. This simple and somewhat messy place felt like a chilling hell to her. In

her anxious wait, Lin Jiayi suddenly realized that if it weren't for Su Ji's entanglement, how could she have ended up in such a state? As she pondered, resentment arose within her towards Su Ji. Her former tenderness and platonic love had transformed into hatred! Thinking of the torment and abuse she had suffered at the hands of that devil, she harbored a despicable desire to retaliate against Su Ji, a thought that grew increasingly intense and uncontrollable.

In the chilly night, moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating Lin Jiayi. Looking at herself in the moonlight, Lin Jiayi dreamily lifted her full breasts, then turned to look at her firm, plump buttocks, feeling an overwhelming sense of sorrow. Such a beautiful body, wantonly violated by that ugly half-elf—this was an undeniable blow to Lin Jiayi's dignity. In the clear moonlight, Lin Jiayi gazed at her own body. Even through her clothes, a narcissistic glint gradually appeared in her eyes.

She gently lifted her large, full breasts, and through the thin fabric, kissed each of her nipples with a dreamy intensity. Then, twisting her body, she stroked her plump, pert buttocks, gently running her fingers down along the cleft. Suddenly, Lin Jiayi's body convulsed, and her face flushed crimson!

God! Could it be that the chastity ring has a function unknown to anyone? Could it be that after being stained with someone's virgin blood, the curse of chastity would immediately activate? The owner of that virgin blood would become the caster's puppet, and every action of the chastity ring would be clearly transmitted to her lower body!

Yes, that must be it! Just as Lin Jiayi's body convulsed and she felt the unexpected movement in her lower body, Yan Xuan, wanting to be distracted, casually picked up the chastity ring and rubbed it against her.

As Lin Jiayi felt the strange sensation in her lower body, a feeling she thought had subsided reappeared. Her body swayed, and a wave of weakness washed over her. For a moment, her legs felt boneless, and she staggered to the bag full of things, collapsing against it. "

What's wrong with me?" the arrogant Lin Jiayi cried amidst these waves of strange sensations. This proud woman believed everything was under her control, holding everything in contempt, thinking that if she wanted, everything was within her grasp. Unfortunately, this very mindset had suddenly revealed that she couldn't even control her own body. Her former grandeur now felt utterly insignificant. She desperately wanted to

find the reason. But the itching in her lower body fueled her growing desire, leaving her no time to think deeper. The itching was unbearable for Lin Jiayi. She tried desperately to resist being conquered by desire, even biting her lower lip to use the pain to awaken her reason. Unfortunately, this method was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of overwhelming desire. Although the physical pain could momentarily awaken her reason, it was instantly swallowed up by desire again.

Chapter 144 A Simple Matter Becomes Complicated

Just as Yan Xuan was distracted by the Chastity Curse Ring, Lin Jiayi's torment returned. Her recently restored sanity was once again on the verge of collapse. Struggling with desire, Lin Jiayi felt she must have been cursed by a demon; under this spell, her power seemed utterly ineffective. Midnight arrived.

Exhausted from the torment, Lin Jiayi looked at the full moon in the sky, hesitating, struggling to control her thoughts, trying her best not to think about her date with Yan Xuan. She dared not imagine what would happen to her if such dates continued. She suddenly thought of Su Ji, feeling resentment towards that woman. If it weren't for her reappearance, if it weren't for her seduction and enticement, how could she have opened the door to her long-suppressed desires? Moreover, wasn't it because of this woman that Yan Xuan had the opportunity to seize her weakness?

Suddenly, a vicious thought flashed through Lin Jiayi's mind. Suddenly, she had a thought: if she used Su Ji to keep Yan Xuan occupied every day, would he neglect her? That way, she could avoid the devil's torment and have time to secretly investigate Yan Xuan's accomplices. As long as she could get the magic scroll, she would escape her suffering and completely break free from the devil's clutches! Once this thought appeared, it was unstoppable. For Lin Jiayi, as long as it benefited her, what did it matter if she sacrificed Su Ji's body or even her life? How could someone of her high position care about the safety of her servants?

While Lin Jiayi was calculating, Yan Xuan, lying in bed, suddenly felt something pressing painfully against him. In the midst of his busy schedule, he reached out and pulled it out—it was a chastity charm ring. "

Damn it, no wonder it hurt so much!" Yan Xuan, panting and cursing under his breath, subconsciously squeezed the chastity charm ring hard before tossing it aside and continuing his thrusting on Yana's body. That squeeze interrupted Lin Jiayi's thoughts.

It must be said that the chastity charm possessed an astonishingly magical power, mediated by that virgin blood. Any movement the chastity charm ring made by Yan Xuan would spread to Lin Jiayi's sensitive areas, and the agitation caused by the charm ring's magic was several times more sensitive than direct touch.

The sudden itching sensation made Lin Jiayi's body go limp, pulling her out of her thoughts. She felt that before the plan was implemented, she still wanted to keep her appointment and stall Yan Xuan. After

hesitating for a while, a helpless and pained expression appeared on Lin Jiayi's face. She gently opened the door, and seeing no disturbance around her, slowly walked towards the stairs.

In the storage room, Lin Jiayi waited for Yanxuan for a long time, but he didn't arrive. In this environment filled with bitterness and nightmares, she felt somewhat relieved that she was finally free from the torment and abuse of that devil. However, her suspicious nature made her uneasy. Why hadn't that devil come? Did he have an even more despicable plan? After waiting for a while, Lin Jiayi left the storage room. As she walked up the stairs to her room, a thought suddenly struck her. She cautiously approached Yanxuan's door. Lin Jiayi secretly pressed her ear against the door and listened for a moment. A beautiful blush appeared on her face!

"God! Is this real?" Lin Jiayi was utterly shocked, listening even more intently. Yes! The faint moans and the sounds of flesh colliding during thrusting were familiar sounds to her. And in the woman's moans, she could hear immense pleasure and joy; the slapping of the flesh testified to the man's strength and power.

Lin Jiayi felt a surge of heat in her body, her legs trembling and weak. An itch in her lower body made her unconsciously rub her legs together.

How could such sounds be coming from Yan Xuan's room? Lin Jiayi was incredibly curious. She carefully found a crack and peeked through. In the dim light of the room, two bodies were intertwined. The chubby man was undoubtedly the devil Yan Xuan, but who was the woman? To be honest, this was the first time Lin Jiayi had ever witnessed sex. Even when Yan Xuan had ravaged her before, she had closed her eyes, enduring the humiliation with a self-sacrificing spirit, trying her best not to look to avoid feeling nauseous. In other words, although Yanxuan had already taken her, Lin Jiayi herself knew nothing except for the fullness in her lower body, the strange sensation of penetration, and the pain of breaking her hymen. At that moment, Yanxuan turned Ya Na over and entered her body from the rear. As he slowly entered Ya Na's body, Lin Jiayi subconsciously opened her mouth wide, feeling incredibly shocked. In her illusion, it was as if Yanxuan was entering her body. Imagining that such a thick and long thing had once entered her body in the same way, Lin Jiayi couldn't help but feel lingering fear. Then, she saw Yanxuan's powerful thrusting, and the alluring waves of Ya Na's plump buttocks rippled with the impact inside her body. Don't forget, Lin Jiayi liked women. When she saw Ya Na's beautiful and sexy body, she felt her breath quicken. The woman under Yanxuan in the room had a much better figure than Su Ji, and even looked better than Su Ying and Tang Jing.

Yanxuan forcefully thrust his penis into Yana's cunt, making a loud "plop" sound. It was the sound of his penis rubbing against her wetness.
"Ah...so good...ah...ah...um...fuck...fuck Yanxuan...ah..."

Yana's beautiful legs wrapped around Yanxuan's waist, her snow-white buttocks twisting in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. Yanxuan

moved his hips rapidly, ensuring his large penis penetrated perfectly deep into Yana's cunt with each stroke.

"Um...fuck Yanxuan to death...ah...your big penis...is so amazing...brother...ah...um..."

Yanxuan's large penis thrust in and out of Yana's cunt. Yanxuan's hands grasped Yana's breasts, kneading them forcefully.

"Harder...mmm...push harder...oh...faster...faster...it's...it's...coming out...ah..."

Under Yan Xuan's vigorous thrusting, Yana actually reached orgasm, a stream of hot vaginal fluid gushing from the depths of Yana's pussy, and Yan Xuan's glans immediately felt a soft, tingling numbness.

Looking at Yana's face flushed with lust, Yan Xuan pulled out his penis, grabbed Yana's afro hair with his hand, and inserted his penis into Yana's rosy lips.

Yan Xuan thrust rapidly in and out of Yana's mouth, and Yana's soft little tongue cooperated by wrapping around Yan Xuan's glans.

Soon, an electric-like feeling spread throughout his body, and Yan Xuan shot all of his pent-up milky white semen into Yana's mouth.

Because Yanxuan's penis filled Yana's mouth too full, Yana swallowed a lot of semen directly.

But Yana didn't mind, and even licked Yanxuan's penis with her tongue.

Yanxuan pinched Yana's two nipples hard, tearing them up and down.

"Ah... Ouch... You're so bad... Let go... It hurts... Mmm..."

In Yanxuan's thrusting, Yana gradually lost herself in wave after wave of pleasure. She tossed her sweaty hair and moaned ecstatically. The moment she looked up, Lin Jiayi was surprised to see that the woman was actually trying to steal the treasure, the Dark Elf that Li Jie had mentioned. Moreover, she had personally witnessed this Dark Elf and that powerful and handsome elf having an ambiguous relationship. She had personally heard the Dark Elf calling the handsome elf "master." What was going on? Lin Jiayi felt her neck...

There wasn't enough time to process everything; her thoughts were a chaotic mess, utterly disorganized. The feeling of losing control over everything instilled a profound fear in Lin Jiayi, who was usually so meticulous in her planning. What was this devil's true identity? What was his relationship with that powerful, handsome elf? Were they so intimate that they could share such a stunning female slave? Countless questions flooded Lin Jiayi's mind, a thick fog of mystery shrouding her consciousness. It seemed she had underestimated the devil; behind Yan Xuan lay an unimaginably powerful organization. But what was this organization's purpose? Did they already know their identities? Had they meticulously planned a conspiracy when they arrived in Yanan City? That didn't make sense! Her, Tang Jing's, and Su Ying's identities were extremely secretive; even the enemy nation, the Gara Empire, with its vast intelligence network, didn't know their identities. Lin Jiayi tried desperately to piece together the chaos, but unfortunately, the jumbled thoughts made her dizzy, and the strange sensations throughout the day left her exhausted. Lost in thought, she collapsed onto the bed and drifted off to sleep.

That night, Yanxuan's image appeared countless times in Lin Jiayi's dreams. His perpetually humble, smiling, chubby face transformed into a hideous demon, grinning at her. At dawn, Yana bid farewell to Yanxuan, promising to leave early in the morning and return at night, as always, and repeatedly assuring him she would never leave her master again.

In a good mood, having enjoyed himself thoroughly the previous night, Yanxuan pinched Yana's bottom twice and lightly sucked on her nipple. Yana couldn't help but moan a few times before he patted her bottom with a smile and let her leave. After washing up, as Yanxuan walked out of his room, he saw Xu Jing also coming out. Since Yanxuan's display of power that night, Xu Jing seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. This made Yanxuan incredibly proud; Xu Jing, who used to give him threatening looks, now seemed somewhat timidly avoiding him.

"Damn it, it seems the saying 'kindness is often taken advantage of' really applies here!" The more Xu Jing tried to avoid him, the more Yan Xuan deliberately moved closer, bowing and smiling, "Miss Xu Jing, good morning. Did you sleep well last night? What would you like for breakfast? Vegetable soup and black bread, please?"

Xu Jing glanced at Yan Xuan, smiled faintly, and said, "Anything is fine, thank you."

"You're too kind. It's what I should do. You're a guest, a benefactor who patronizes our restaurant. I will repay you doubly on behalf of my boss for your kindness." Yan Xuan's words were meaningful, carrying a hint of threat. He assumed Xu Jing's avoidance was due to fear. He thought that saying such things would make Xu Jing panic. He knew Xu Jing would panic. Recalling how Xu Jing had treated him, Yan Xuan felt that the Nine Yang energy was perfectly normal, and his strength seemed to know Xu Jing's abilities. He decided not to use such violent methods to threaten her again. Unfortunately... Xu Jing's expression remained unchanged, but a something unreadable flickered in her heterochromatic eyes.

"I'll praise you to your boss," Xu Jing said, heading towards the stairs. Watching Yan Xuan's retreating figure, a slight, contemptuous smile played on Xu Jing's lips as she muttered to herself, "This guy actually possesses such formidable strength, ha, but does he think I'm afraid?"

In fact, Xu Jing's feigned weakness was entirely a ploy to lull Yan Xuan into a false sense of security. Regarding her speculation about Yan Xuan's identity, Xu Jing realized she had made a mistake. She had initially assumed Yan Xuan wasn't part of Tang Jing's group. However, after Tang Jing's behavior towards Yan Xuan that night, and after Li Jie's casual conversation about how Yan Xuan's other form had rescued Tang Jing and the others and killed the bandits, Xu Jing pieced together the events and concluded that there was definitely a secret relationship between Yan Xuan and Tang Jing. Otherwise, why would someone with such immense power become a lowly half-elf residing in the Desire Tavern? Even if he shared the same desires as the reclusive masters of Yanan City—wanting a normal life—why would he be interested in stealing the treasures of the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire? Xu Jing simply didn't believe that a powerful figure who had renounced worldly life and chosen seclusion would be interested in any treasures. Furthermore, the glove that Li Jie claimed was related to the incident involving the strongest person's treasure had already fallen into Yan Xuan's hands. After careful consideration, Xu Jing felt she should devise a more foolproof method to deal with Yan Xuan. Her intuition told her that Yan Xuan must possess a more valuable secret, possibly related to the incident involving the strongest person's treasure. Wasn't she hired by the prince of the Garo Empire to search for the strongest person's treasure? The only thing Xu Jing couldn't understand was that since Yan Xuan possessed such great strength, why didn't he resist when she threatened him with force last time? Did he know she wouldn't kill him? Was he willing to play the role of a weakling to deceive her? But then why was he provoking her now? Could it be that Tang Jing and the others received Yan Xuan's report about her and were preparing to test her? People with deep cunning often make the same mistake: complicating a simple matter. Lin Jiayi did it, and now Xu Jing is doing it again. Although Xu Jing still

had
some questions she couldn't understand, she was determined to find a breakthrough with Yan Xuan. The only threat to her was Yan Xuan's astonishingly powerful strength. If she could subdue him, she wouldn't have to worry about Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi. Although Tang Jing and the others were not to be underestimated, as the leader of a secret organization, he would have many dark but effective ways to deal with them.

Yan Xuan hummed a tune as he busied himself diligently in the large hall. Things had been going extremely smoothly lately; it seemed that whatever he wanted, he could achieve. It seemed that when one was lucky, everything would come true. Xu Jing went downstairs with Tang Jing and Su Ying. When they reached the lobby, Yan Xuan had already placed the breakfast he had prepared for them on the table.

Xu Jing didn't even glance at Yan Xuan. She simply chatted casually with the female members of the circus about their performance while eating, quickly finished breakfast, and left the Desire Restaurant with the other women. In the morning, there was little room for anyone. After cleaning the dishes left by Xu Jing and the others, Yan Xuan, as usual, sat down near the restaurant entrance to greet the arriving guests. During this time, Yan Xuan occasionally glanced back, only to see Tang Jing and Su Ying happily playing with a stack of small cards at the bar. It seemed they had bought them while shopping, and Tang Jing and Su Ying were quite engrossed in this novelty. This was good, at least it was much better than Tang Jing constantly bothering Yan Xuan when she was bored. To Yan Xuan's surprise, as it approached noon, Lin Jiayi still hadn't come downstairs. Thinking back to the thrill of sneaking into Lin Jiayi's room and teasing her, Yan Xuan felt an intense urge, but he couldn't find a reason to sneak upstairs again, which he found regrettable.

Suddenly, as Yan Xuan's gaze swept across the long street outside the restaurant, he was surprised to see a familiar figure. "Damn it! Isn't that my newly accepted disciple, Liu Mang? Yes, that self-proclaimed simpleton, yet foul-mouthed guy."

Liu Mang's hands and face were relatively clean, he carried a small bundle on his back, and held a broken rapier in his hand, probably picked up casually when leaving the corpse-strewn area that morning. His blood-stained clothes were gone, but what he wore now was even more disheveled than before—tattered clothes with scraps of fabric fluttering in the wind, making him look like a homeless beggar. Yan Xuan couldn't help but curse inwardly. "Damn it, this kid is so useless! Judging by his appearance, he must have failed to sell that treasure. Damn it, thankfully no one knows he's the disciple of my handsome, brilliant, and powerful elf, otherwise it would be too embarrassing."

At this moment, Liu Mang's gaze also turned to Yan Xuan, and he began to walk towards him. Upon reaching the entrance of the Desire Restaurant, Liu Mang stared at the sign for a while, then frowned and called out to Yan Xuan, "Hey brother. Is this the Desire Restaurant?" Yan Xuan couldn't help but curse inwardly. Wasn't this a rhetorical question?! He'd been staring at it for so long; were those five big characters for "Desire Restaurant" fake?! If it were anyone else, even if Yan Xuan felt some dissatisfaction, he wouldn't show it. But with Liu Mang, he impatiently raised his hand, pointed at the sign, and said, "Look for yourself!" What could he do? Liu Mang was different from others; after all, this kid was his apprentice. A master always has this sense of superiority! Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

Liu Mang, used to being spoken to like that, didn't show any displeasure at Yan Xuan's impatience and continued to stare. Muttering under his breath, "Damn it, I only know half a character. I searched the whole street and finally found this one!" Then, he stretched out his hand and started counting on his fingers at the characters on the sign: "One, two, three, four, desire, hope, wine, restaurant...

Holy crap, all four characters!" Yan Xuan watched Liu Mang's actions, wanting to burst out laughing but managing to suppress it, his facial muscles contorted in pain. "Damn it, this little panda is really something else! Haha, even his number of characters he knows is about the same as mine!" Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from Liu Mang's stomach. He clutched his stomach in discomfort, smacked his lips, and swallowed hard; he was clearly starving.

Yan Xuan coughed twice, amused, and stood up, saying, "This guest, are you hungry? Desire Restaurant has all kinds of drinks and delicacies, you'll definitely be satisfied." Liu Mang's eyes lit up, ignoring Yan Xuan, and he punched his own hand with his fist. He muttered smugly, "Damn it, I'm so smart! I really found the right person, hehe. It's a pity my master can't see this, otherwise he would be proud to have such a smart disciple."

Cough cough. Yan Xuan had just taken a sip of water and almost choked on his laughter. He looked at Liu Mang strangely, thinking to himself, "Damn, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. I really picked up a treasure."

Liu Mang looked at Yan Xuan, then at the interior of Desire Restaurant, looking very eager, but after hesitating for a while, he ultimately didn't go in. Instead, he chuckled twice and said, "Well, I'm on a diet lately." Liu Mang found a corner opposite the Desire Tavern, tucked his bundle into his arms, plopped down on the ground, and pretended to doze off.

Yan Xuan couldn't help but find it strange. Why would this guy, who was so hungry, want to lose weight? Besides, looking at his skinny frame, he didn't need to diet. Oh! It must be that this guy is broke! After thinking for a moment, Yan Xuan glanced at Liu Mang helplessly, secretly regretting it. This kid seemed quite shrewd, how come he hadn't even sold the treasure? Oh well, if a person lacks ability, they really suffer. If he had successfully sold the treasure, he could probably be feasting at the Desire Tavern right now.

As Yan Xuan's gaze moved over Liu Mang, he inadvertently noticed three suspicious-looking guys not far away staring at Liu Mang, whispering something. Judging from their greedy and sinister eyes, they clearly had ill intentions.

As Yan Xuan was wondering, the two men suddenly approached, glanced at Hexagram, and then swaggered into the Desire Restaurant. Yan Xuan quickly stood up, smiling obsequiously, and led the two men up to the second floor. "Honorable guests, what would you like to order?" Yan Xuan asked with a smile. One of the taller men rudely shouted, "Bring up everything you can find, good food and drinks!" The thinner man's expression changed, and he secretly nudged his companion, saying, "Did you bring any money? Don't forget, this is the Desire Restaurant, not the places we usually go." His implication was that the Desire Restaurant was rumored to be very powerful; you couldn't just dine and dash like in other places. The tall guy glared and hissed, "I didn't bring any money, but you did! How can you be so stingy? You can't even buy me a drink!" The skinny guy was stunned for a moment, then got up to leave, but the tall guy grabbed him and chuckled in his ear, "You rascal, why are you so stubborn! You treat me this time, I'll treat you next time. We'll drink and have fun with women, I'll make sure you have your fill. You know I'm not as stingy as you." The skinny guy glared at his companion without trust and said disdainfully, "You? You want to treat me?" The tall guy's dark face flushed red, and he glared at Yan Xuan, who was waiting, and snapped, "Stay away! I'll call you when I need something!"

Yan Xuan cursed inwardly, but helplessly walked to a nearby table and sat down, waiting. While waiting, he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on their conversation. Although the two guys kept their voices very low, Yan Xuan's eyesight and hearing were much sharper than before, even when dealing with the half-elf form, thanks to the effects of the Nine Yang energy. The tall guy leaned close to the skinny guy's ear and secretly pointed outside, chuckling, "Brother, there's a fat sheep over there!" The skinny guy was taken aback and said, "That fat sheep is our boss's too. We're just keeping watch. You're not thinking of double-crossing us, are you? Be careful, the boss will rip your head off!" The tall guy said, "Of course I wouldn't dare double-cross us, but think about it, how much did that fat sheep sell that treasure for? Damn. That's 100,000 gold coins! Our boss said the actual price of that treasure is several hundred thousand gold coins, and it was a successful transaction at the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire's Treasure Trading Conference." "Really?" The skinny guy's face changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "How do you know?" "Hehe, when the boss called me, I overheard him talking to those vixens at the door," the tall guy said. "Hmm, the boss really dotes on those vixens. It's probably true. But how did that fat sheep get the treasure of the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire?" the skinny guy asked curiously.

Due to Li Jie's deliberate concealment, the Death Vine's ability to isolate all sound, and Yana's Dark Night Barrier, everything that happened at the Desire Tavern that night remained unknown to the public. Judging from these two guys' words, their boss probably knew the treasure was from the trade fair because he was observing from the tavern's lobby or outside that day. Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. So, Six Horizons had successfully sold the treasure. Although the price was low, getting 100,000 gold coins in a place like Mandala was still quite an achievement. It seemed that the antique shop Six Horizons was dealing with must have a dark background; no wonder, it had caught the eye of that boss.

Yan Xuan subconsciously peeked out and looked at Liu Mang, who was curled up sleeping outside. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He hadn't realized this guy was so loyal. Even though he had money, he didn't squander it, not even buying himself a meal.

If Yan Xuan's earlier offer to take Liu Mang as a disciple was just a joke or a perfunctory excuse to get back to the city and escape Liu Mang's entanglement, now Yan Xuan was starting to take this guy seriously. In both his past and present lives, Yan Xuan had no friends. In his past life, he was quiet and honest, not good at talking, keeping everything to himself. He truly longed for those who had friends and a few confidants. Now, these thoughts from his past life suddenly resurfaced in Yan Xuan's mind. He felt he should treat this guy well.

Just as he was lost in thought, the tall guy spoke again. "Who knows how he got it! Judging from that fat sheep's pathetic state, he probably found it, right? But, how could such a treasure be so easily left out? I think there must be a traitor in the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire! They secretly took the treasure out and then sold it to such an insignificant guy for a huge profit," the tall guy whispered. It has to be said, this guy, though seemingly rough and uncouth, was actually quite shrewd. Although his guess was far from the truth, it was probably the most plausible one based on what he knew. The skinny guy nodded thoughtfully and said, "Damn it, stop beating around the bush and just say it! What do you want?" The tall guy chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't forget you for such a good thing. How about we drink and chat?" The skinny guy looked helplessly at his companion. This guy

had

come back to food and drink again, but judging from his expression, he seemed confident that something good was going to happen. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said, "Damn it, if you try to fool me, I'll never forgive you!" The tall man laughed and turned to Yan Xuan, saying, "Bring us the best wine!" Yan Xuan nodded and quickly went downstairs, soon bringing them two jugs of "Beauty Fragrance" wine and two small dishes, afraid of missing the two guys' plot. The tall man's eyes lit up when he saw the jugs. Before Yan Xuan could put them down, he snatched one from his hand, gulped down several mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and said, "The wine from Desire Restaurant, it's fucking delicious!" The skinny guy grabbed the jug, glaring and saying, "Damn it, you better explain yourself before you drink." The tall man, eager to drink, quickly leaned closer and said, "The boss told us to keep an eye on this fat sheep. I bet he's after the gold coins." "Bullshit!" the skinny man shouted. "If they really wanted to steal the gold coins, they could have easily taken care of the fat sheep while he was at the boss's antique shop making the transaction!" The tall man paused, nodded, closed his eyes, and thought for a while before saying, "Hmm, what you said makes sense. I think our boss probably wants us to keep an eye on this fat sheep. The real owner of the treasure this kid is selling will likely come to him to collect the gold coins. I think our boss's real purpose is... [the real owner]..." "Damn! I figured it out! Our boss is really shrewd! He'll definitely use this treasure as leverage to get hold of the rightful owner. Think about it, if he can steal one, he can definitely steal a second and a third. Tsk tsk, our boss is indeed cunning!" The skinny guy stared at his companion and clicked his tongue. "Damn, no wonder everyone calls you 'Elf Pig'! You've got a knack for it. But even if we know our boss's plan, it won't do us any good!" The tall guy chuckled. "You didn't think of that, did you? Our boss can do this. So can we!" The skinny guy's face changed, and he hurriedly looked around, whispering, "You dare ruin our boss's deal?! You're asking for it!" "Damn it!" The tall guy, feeling the effects of the alcohol, spoke less cautiously than before. He glared at his companion and said, "We only need the 100,000 gold coins! When it's late at night, we'll kill that kid, take the 100,000 gold coins, and leave Yanan City tonight. We'll find some human empire and become their rich man!"

"Men die for wealth, birds die for food!" Although the skinny fellow's face showed fear, his eyes gleamed with desire. One hundred thousand gold coins! Even if each of them earned fifty thousand, they could live comfortably in any small town in a human empire. "But do you know what kind of methods our boss uses?" the skinny fellow asked nervously. The tall man grabbed his wine jug, took two large gulps, and said, "For these one hundred thousand gold coins, it's worth the risk! In Yanan City, even if we lived for several lifetimes, we'd still have that much money! Besides, our boss is currently wanted by several human empires. Otherwise, do you think he would have run to this remote place like Mandala? I don't believe that if we can quietly leave Yanan City, he would dare to chase us all the way to the human empires!" Hearing his companion's words, the skinny fellow's expression changed constantly, his eyes shifting from fear to apprehension, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts. The tall guy slapped him hard and said, "You're my best brother, otherwise I wouldn't be saying all this. Hehe, what we're thinking about now is going there to be rich. Then, money and women, if we want them, we'll have plenty!" His rest of the conversation was all about how comfortable it would be after getting those 100,000 gold coins. The tall guy drank more and more, and his words became increasingly incoherent. Gradually, Yan Xuan became too lazy to listen anymore. Just then, guests arrived, and Yan Xuan hurriedly got up to greet them.

That day, Liu Mang sat in that corner the whole time, eyes closed, without moving an inch. The two guys also lingered at the Desire Restaurant, sitting there until dusk before finally leaving, tipsy. As for Su Ying and Tang Jing, they seemed quite addicted to playing cards, getting more and more excited as they played, occasionally bursting into laughter. The two beauties' radiant smiles attracted the wide eyes of all the guests, who lingered in the restaurant for more than half an hour.

Speaking of which, today was definitely the most pleasant day for Yanxuan during his time at the Desire Restaurant. Tang Jing was too busy to pay attention to him, which naturally meant Yanxuan received far fewer scoldings. Considering how Tang Jing used to find fault with Yanxuan to pass the time when she was bored, this was like heaven versus hell. The only regret was that Yanxuan didn't see Lin Jiayi. He imagined her alone in her room, but couldn't find a reason to sneak upstairs. He was practically itching with desire as he fantasized about Lin Jiayi amidst his busy work at the Desire Restaurant.

Meanwhile, in the house where Yana was hiding, both Yana and Jing Sa looked rather unwell. The atmosphere was heavy, suggesting they had just had a heated argument. "Jing Sa, if there's nothing else, you can go out. I need to rest," Yana said softly. Jing Sa showed no intention of leaving. Instead, she took two steps forward and said, "Are you very tired? Do you want to rest now and then serve that man tonight?"

Yana's expression changed. Being forced to submit to a lowly half-elf was the deepest wound in her heart. Jing Sa's blunt words were tantamount to reopening that wound, leaving it raw and bleeding. "Jing Sa! Are you talking to me? Don't forget our identities!" Yana said sharply.

Jing Sa smiled sadly and said, "Heh, are you avoiding me? Are you using your status as a saintess to pressure me to stop me from continuing? Sister Yana, in my eyes, you are the closest person to me besides my brother. But you've changed now, you've become a stranger to me! After you became a saintess and inherited the power of the Death Spider Queen, I could understand your changes as a sense of responsibility towards the entire Dark Elf race, but what about you now? You've become heartless, heartless to the point of breaking my heart." "Stop talking!" Yana interrupted Jing Sa sharply. After a moment, she sighed twice and said softly, "You can leave now, go back to our camp."

"Do you find me an eyesore? Saintess, please forgive me, but Jing Sa must disobey your wishes today. Even if you want to kill me, please unravel the mystery in my heart before I die!" A resolute expression appeared on Jing Sa's beautiful face.

Yana and Jing Sa grew up with Meng Ruike. In Yana's heart, Jing Sa was the most obedient younger sister. Living together for so long also made her very familiar with Jing Sa's personality. She appeared gentle and charming, but her stubbornness was even stronger than Meng Ruike's. Seeing Jing Sa's expression, Yana knew she was truly determined. She would rather die

than not get an answer. Looking at the piercing gaze in her sister's eyes, Yana felt an immense sorrow. It was Jing Sa's pain all alone; she had already endured enough humiliation, but why couldn't her sister understand?

Before Yana could speak, Jing Sa continued, "Sister Yana, don't you feel ashamed? The Holy Maiden of the Dark Elf Clan has become a slave to a Great Elf man! Is it all for his power?! You! Everything you've done fills me with sorrow!"

Yana was startled, not expecting Jing Sa to know so much. However, due to Jing Sa's tone, Yana blurted out, "He's not a Great Elf!" Jing Sa's expression faltered slightly, then she sneered, "You're still lying to me at this point? Let me tell you, this isn't something my brother told me; I saw it with my own eyes. You probably didn't expect this, did you? I witnessed everything that happened between you in the Desire Tavern. Sister Yana, do you know how much it hurt me when you begged that Great Elf man to call him master? I even doubted if this was still my sister Yana. Was this still the Holy Maiden of the Dark Elf Clan who talked about the future of her people every day?"

Yana's face was filled with grief and indignation. Jing Sa's aggressive questioning made Yana feel incredibly ashamed. "Stop talking!" Yana's body blurred into a shadow, black mist filling the room. In the blink of an eye, she was beside Jing Sa, a slender, white hand now a deadly weapon, pressed against Jing Sa's throat.

"Jing Sa, don't force me to kill you! I don't expect you to understand me, but I hope you won't insult me with such words again!" Yana said coldly. Yet, her eyes revealed a pleading yearning for understanding, without a trace of murderous intent.

Chapter 147 Xu Jing's Little Calculation

Jing Sa tilted her head back, letting Yana's hand remain on her throat, and said mockingly, "Holy Maiden, your body has recovered so quickly! In just one night, you've recovered to this state. Was it that man who did it for you? But I'm very curious, what was the price you paid? It must have been your body, right?"

With a crisp snap, Jing Sa staggered back two steps, her body lurching, five clear finger marks appearing on her beautiful face! Yana looked sadly at her hands, then at Jing Sa, her body swaying slightly before disappearing from the room.

Jing Sa slowly rose, walked to the table, and sat down, tears streaming down her face. She murmured softly, "Sister Yana, how did my sister Yana become like this? Sister Yana, do you know how much my heart ached when I said those words? Please, please return to your former self, Death Spider Queen! My revered god! Please have mercy! If you could bring Sister Yana back to her former self, I would give anything!"

After a long while, when Jing Sa was exhausted from crying, a slight ripple appeared in the room. Jing Sa immediately sat up straight, her eyes still red and swollen, but her expression incredibly serious. A small, slender night elf, dressed in animal skins and with dark, gleaming skin, appeared before Jing Sa, kneeling on one knee and respectfully saying, "Miss." Jing Sa nodded and said, "Get up. Did you get what I wanted?" The night elf bowed and said, "I didn't disappoint you. I stole it from the Grand Elder."

"Give it to me," Jing Sa said, extending her hand.

The night elf took out a very thin scroll from her robes and respectfully handed it to Jing Sa. Jing Sa eagerly opened the scroll, but was stunned by its contents, her body trembling as if electrocuted. "Miss, are you... are you alright?" the night elf hurriedly asked. Jing Sa reached out and steadied herself on the table, saying, "I'm fine." Then, her eyes sharpened as she asked, "Have you seen what's inside?" The dark elf hurriedly shook her head, saying, "I... I dared not look." Jing Sa nodded and waved her hand, saying, "Go back. If the elders find out you stole it, just say it was my order. I'll explain to them!"

The dark elf nodded hastily, showing a relieved expression, and slowly backed away, gradually disappearing into the night as she left the room.

Jing Sa slumped into a chair. Unrolling the scroll, tears streamed down her face again: "Sister Yana. How could your fate be so bitter! You must have been defiled by that despicable man, bound by a mysterious contract, right? But... but there's clearly a way to break the contract! How could you be so foolish?"

Jing Sa had always been suspicious of Yana's changes, especially when she secretly saw Yana calling a great elf man "master." She knew Yana; Yana harbored a deep-seated hatred for the great elves who had forced and hunted down the entire Dark Elf race. Even if she had truly fallen to the point of becoming a slave, she wouldn't choose a great elf.

But the reality overturned everything she had previously known about Yana. Filled with extreme doubt, Jing Sa began secretly investigating everything about Yana. Yana's transformation had begun after inheriting the energy of the crippled Spider Queen. Thus, Jing Sa began examining the various secrets about the successor to the Death Spider Queen, preserved by the clan elders. When Jing Sa opened the scroll and saw the records of all the possible outcomes for the successor, she felt immense regret. She remorsefully acknowledged that her words had deeply hurt Yana and felt profound sorrow for her.

She had said during her prayer to the Death Spider Queen that she would sacrifice everything to restore Yana to her former self. However, when she learned that Yana's transformation stemmed from the loss of her virginity and the binding effect of the Death Spider Queen's energy, she was utterly bewildered. The scroll stated that to break the bondage, a powerful elven virgin must willingly offer herself. But within the entire Dark Elf race, besides Yana, only she herself possessed considerable strength, and most importantly, she was a virgin. Was she really going to offer herself to that great elf? Jing Sa shuddered. But if she didn't, Yana wouldn't break free of the mysterious contract and would forever be controlled by that man. Compared to Yana, the saintess who would inherit the future of the entire elven race, the safety of Yana was far more important than that of her, the chieftain's sister. Most importantly, if Yana broke free of the mysterious contract and her worries disappeared, would she be able to reunite with her brother?

Jing Sa felt that Yana's ruthlessness towards her brother was because of this mysterious contract. Because she couldn't leave that great elf man, exchanging her own life for the happiness of the two closest people was worthwhile! That morning, she hid in the shadows. Although Yanxuan shook her off when he left the Desire Tavern, Jing Sa still discovered him when he returned and saw him climb over the wall and enter the Desire Tavern. And he never came out again.

"Desire Tavern, Desire Tavern," Jing Sa muttered repeatedly. Gradually, her gaze hardened

. Meanwhile, backstage at Xu Jing's circus, Xiu Lunsi stood bowing before her. As Xu Jing softly chanted her incantation, golden light emanated from her body once more, enveloping the entire backstage area within a protective barrier.

"Boss," Xiu Lunsi called softly. Xu Jing opened her eyes, looked at Xiu Lunsi, and nodded.

"Any progress?" Xu Jing asked in a low voice.

Xiuluns lowered his head and said, "Sorry, boss, not much progress."

Xu Jing smiled and said, "Don't feel ashamed. I think the backgrounds of those three female owners of the Desire Restaurant are more complicated than I imagined. It would be strange if we found any clues so easily!" Then she added, "How much have you found? Some is fine. Hmm, and what about the identities of those two night elves I described to you? Any clues?"

Xiuluns organized his thoughts and said, "The three female owners of the Desire Restaurant appeared in Yanan City a few years ago, as if they suddenly appeared. No one knows when they entered the city or which direction they came from outside the city. The restaurant was originally a teahouse, which they bought and renovated. When their restaurant first opened, thugs came to extort money from them, but it's said that they were quickly beaten up one night by a group of mysterious people with great strength. The strangest thing is that those mysterious people also seemed to have vanished without a trace." "Without a trace,"

Xu Jing said after thinking for a moment with her eyes closed. "This is easy to do; all you need is a magic teleportation array. But teleporting so many people to Yanan City and then back again is something that can't be done by a single mage. This means that regardless of their identities, there are quite a few mages behind them. You know, it's almost unheard of for an organization to have so many mages. Could it be that they belong to some country?"

Xiu Lunsi's expression changed, and he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Boss, if that's the case, won't we get into some trouble?" Xu Jing said with a cold smile, "What trouble? It's just speculation now. The real situation still needs to be investigated. So what if they are from some country? Don't forget, we came here on the commission of the Prince of the Garo Empire. When the time comes, we just need to push the blame onto the Prince of the Garo Empire. I think he'll be very interested in this."

Xiu Lunsi pondered for a moment and nodded. A moment later, she looked up and asked, "Boss, that half-elf you mentioned last time..."

"You've become interested in your powerful brethren?" Xu Jing stared at Xiu Lunsi and asked. Before Xiu Lunsi could speak, Xu Jing continued, "You must have been to the Desire Tavern, haven't you?" Her tone was sharp, clearly accusatory. Xiu Lunsi trembled slightly and hurriedly said, "I...I was just a little curious." Xu Jing's gloomy expression gradually softened. She smiled and said, "I hope you will only do what I order you to do in the future. Don't do anything else!"

Xiu

Lunsi nodded repeatedly, looking at Xu Jing with fear. Xu Jing waved her hand and said, "Go. Starting today, deploy more capable people around the Desire Inn for extended periods. I need information on every outsider who enters the Desire Inn! Remember, every single one!" Xiu Lunsi nodded and said, "Yes, boss." Xu Jing said, "Especially at night, understand? Also, find someone familiar with magic to search for a place with unusual magical fluctuations. I think that teleportation magic circle must be nearby. Once we find that magic circle, their identities will be obvious."

Then, Xu Jing waved her hand and said, "Go. I need to think about some things." Xiu Lunsi looked at Xu Jing, bowed, and backed away from the tent. When his body touched the golden light of the barrier, the light flashed, and the barrier instantly disappeared. Xu Jing half-closed her eyes. As the prelude to the magic show began in front of the tent, a playful smile appeared on her lips. The Desire Bar at night was quiet, the pitch-black night like a giant black curtain shrouding desire! In Yan Xuan's room, two pale figures lay side-by-side on the bed. Yana's beautiful face still held the afterglow of her orgasm; her complexion was even better, her previous haggardness completely gone. The mysterious contract of the Death Spider Queen's energy had this characteristic: the servant in the contract would gain power during sex with her master. Yana's previous haggardness was a punishment from the mysterious contract for being away from her master for too long. Now, after Fan Ci received Yan Xuan's essence of desire, her body had completely recovered. Yan Xuan's hand covered Yana's round, full breasts, slowly kneading them. During the kneading, two fingers gently pinched the rosy nipples, enjoying the pleasure of this caress. He recalled the passion they had just shared.

"Ah...ah...deeper...ah...um...more...so good...faster...faster...harder...Yana wants more cock...ah...ah..."

Completely naked, Yana braced herself against the wall, moaning loudly. Behind her, Yanxuan pounded her with his huge cock, his hands also busy playing with her large breasts. Yana was dripping with lust, writhing her hips back to meet Yanxuan's thrusts.

"So good! Fuck...fuck you to death...fuck you to death, you big-breasted slut! Moaning so lewdly, you really are a slut who needs to be fucked!"

"Ah...you're so bad~ bullying me~ Ahh! Mmm...yes...Yana is a slut...fuck me...fuck me hard! Ah...ah...so good! Big cock~meaty South Country...fuck me hard...ah...ah...ah..." Scattered sweat and Yana's lustful fluids dripped onto the floor of the room.

"Damn! You're so good to fuck! Yana~ is my big cock fucking you good? Hearing you moan so loudly, you must be enjoying it too, right?"

"Ah...ah...yes...it's so good...yana's big cock is fucking Yana so good...Yana wants more...ah...ah...mmm...Yana wants big cock inside Yana...harder...ah...ah...so good...ah...so good~so good!"

Yana's pussy was being fiercely thrust into by Yanxuan's big cock, constantly making "plop, plop" sounds of lustful fluids. Yana had been fucked for half an hour and had orgasmed several times.

"Damn! I knew you were a slut, but I didn't expect you to be this slutty, you're incredibly wanton! Tell me, did you deliberately want me to fuck you? Tell me! Say that you, Yana, are a slut who needs to be fucked, that you deliberately want me to fuck you!"

"Mmm... ah... um~ yes~ Yana is a slut... ah ah~ Yana is a slut... I deliberately wanted you to fuck me... Yana... as soon as I saw you... I wanted you to fuck me... fuck Yana to death... so... so good at fucking! You're so good at fucking... ah... so good..." Yana twisted her waist lasciviously, naturally saying lewd words.

"Damn! You're so tight, how come you're so tight down there when you're so slutty? It feels so good to fuck you! Huff... huff... it's fucking good to fuck you! Watch me fuck you to death!" Yanxuan thrust into Yana forcefully, the "slap slap slap" of flesh colliding echoing throughout the room.

"Ah...ah...so good...so good, fuck me harder...fuck me harder! Ah~Yana~you're fucking me so good...um...um...harder...fuck me to death...ah...I'm going to come...ahhh...faster..."

Yana was so excited by Yanxuan's fucking that her cunt was squeezing wildly, and Yanxuan was also enjoying it so much that he fucked her even harder. Yana was fucked so hard that she was lying on the floor of the room with her butt sticking up, not caring that it was a dirty public toilet, lying on her own wetness.

"Ahhh...I'm going to come...fuck me...fuck me to death...ahhh...you...your big cock...ahhh~fuck me to death~you're so good at fucking! It's okay! I want more! I want more ahhh!fuck me harder~fuck me to death!"

"Ahhh...it's so good...I can't hold back~I'm going to cum!I'm going to come!" Yanxuan subconsciously tried to pull out his cock that was about to ejaculate.

"No...ah...ah...no! Don't come out! Yana wants more! Ahh~ It's okay! Keep going, Yana...ah...ah...give it to Yana~ahh~don't come out! Shoot inside! Shoot inside! It's okay...ah...today...today is a safe period! Hmm~give it to me...ah...ah...give it to me! Just don't stop..."

Yana twisted her buttocks like a madwoman. Stimulated by Yana's lewd behavior, Yanxuan grabbed Yana's breasts and thrust his penis hard into Yana's cunt. Streams of hot semen shot into the depths of Yana's flower.

"Hoo hoo! Watch me shoot you to death! Hoo hoo~ As you slut wished, I'll fill your cunt with semen! Haha!"

"Ah...I'm going to die...it's so hot! I can't take it! Ahh...ahhh..." Yana was also overwhelmed by the continuous ejaculation of semen and lost control again. Her cunt gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, and she reached orgasm again.

After the climax, Yana lay on the floor, feeling utterly weak. Yanxuan helped her up and dressed her, but secretly put her underwear in his pocket.

Yana lay quietly on the bed, her face pale in the darkness. Her sorrowful expression was even more poignant in the faint moonlight. Every question Jing Sa asked her echoed in her mind. Thinking of him, who had been like a little sister to her since childhood! Now, he was interrogating and mocking her with such cold words. Although she knew Jing Sa had misunderstood her and didn't mean it, the feeling of being mercilessly ridiculed was extremely painful. Feeling the warmth from the large hand on her breasts and the gentle kneading motion, Yana secretly glanced at the man beside her. Yanxuan closed his eyes contentedly, his mind flashing back to the scenes of making love with Lin Jiayi or Lu Xi as he caressed Yana's firm breasts. The satisfaction brought by this blissful encounter with women made Yanxuan feel incredibly comfortable. His only regret was Lin Jiayi; he had already imagined countless ways to "train" her, but he couldn't find the opportunity. Especially since he still didn't understand how to use the chastity ring.

Thinking of the chastity ring, Yanxuan suddenly sat up and searched around, finally finding it in the corner of the bed. He grabbed it, looked back at Yana who was staring at him in surprise, and couldn't help but feel regret. If only he had preserved Yana's virgin blood, he could have tested the chastity ring on her first. "Master, what is that in your hand?" Yana curiously examined the milky-white, glossy ring. Like Li Jie, she knew nothing about this product of erotic art. She only saw the gleam of delight in Yan Xuan's eyes as he stared at the ring. Her intuition told her it must be a treasure. Yana was very interested in any treasure that Yan Xuan might possess. Since she had already sold her body, why not maximize the gains she received in exchange? Yan Xuan chuckled and mumbled, "This is a treasure." "A treasure?" Yana sat up, looking at the chastity ring, and tentatively asked, "This treasure... can... can Yana see it?"

Yan Xuan nodded and said, "Of course." As he spoke, his eyes roamed freely over Yana's trembling breasts, finally settling on her rosy nipples. A mischievous thought suddenly formed in his mind. "Yana, lie down," Yan Xuan said softly, gently pressing her down onto the bed. Yana looked at Yan Xuan in surprise, her eyes constantly darting towards his genitals, afraid he might be tempted to torment her again. Fortunately, Yan Xuan didn't seem to be aroused; his manhood remained quietly still. Yan Xuan looked at the size of the hole in the chastity ring in his hand, then compared it to Yana's rosy nipples, gently slipping the ring onto them. Surprisingly, the hole size was perfect for her nipples, and it didn't slip loose at all. The cool sensation made Yana's body tense instinctively the moment it touched her nipple. Could this thing be for nipples? Yana wondered, watching Yanxuan's mischievous smile. "Hehe, the size is quite right, and it's pretty too," Yanxuan muttered casually, gently rotating the chastity charm ring on Yana's nipple. He thought to himself, "No wonder so many men in my past life liked seeing women with nipple rings. Now it seems that a proper decoration on the nipple is indeed very pleasing to the eye." Yanxuan's words caused Yana's heart to ache sharply. A wave of sorrow washed over her. This despicable and despicable man was just using her body as a plaything. Although Yana had already been prepared to use her body as a plaything, the shame of Yanxuan's blatant exploitation was still unbearable. She instinctively reached out to remove the ring from her nipple. But Yan Xuan gently brushed her hand aside, then bent down and began to lick the little cherry-like spot with the chastity charm ring. Yana's body trembled violently. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the desire in her lower body slowly igniting. It was coming again. Yana closed her eyes, her lips trembling, preparing to endure Yan Xuan's torment. Compared to Lu Xi and Lin Jiayi, Yan Xuan seemed to lack tenderness towards Yana. When making love with Lu Xi and Lin Jiayi, Yan Xuan would pay more attention to foreplay, stimulating their bodies to secrete lubricant so that his penetration wouldn't be too painful. But with Yana, Yan Xuan never engaged in much foreplay; instead, he would simply spread her legs and forcefully penetrate her when his desire arose. This is understandable. When Yana first met Yanxuan, he himself was quite inexperienced in sex, knowing very little about the female body, let alone any skillful flirting techniques. Now, although Yanxuan has gained considerable experience with Yana, Lin Jiayi, and Lu Xi, Yana's broken promise and her ambiguous relationship with Meng Ruike in his eyes have left a knot in his heart. Today, when the chastity ring was placed on Yana's nipple in Yanxuan's mischievous mood, he was undeniably shocked. This body, which he had played with countless times, now utterly amazed him. In the pale moonlight streaming through the window, Yana's body was flawless, every curve perfectly proportioned. Especially when she felt ashamed, her legs slightly arched, and her body turned slightly to the side, further highlighting her perfect curves. Her round breasts trembled with each breath, proudly erect and alluring. The delicate pink nipples, due to the air and Yana's nervousness, had hardened and stood erect. As her nipples became engorged and erect, the chastity ring tightened even more, not even slipping off when she turned to the side. Looking at the chastity ring he had personally placed on her nipple, Yan Xuan felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. He had never felt so acutely that this naked woman belonged to him, was his maid, and could be played with as he pleased. Perhaps nipple rings truly gave men a sense of complete possession. Perhaps those men in Yan Xuan's previous life who liked to tattoo or wear nipple rings on their women shared the same mentality as Yan Xuan now. As Yan Xuan looked, he felt a wave of dizziness. He suddenly realized that if he couldn't find a way to use the chastity ring, it wouldn't go to waste. Nothing was more alluring to him than Yana wearing the chastity ring on her nipple at this moment.

In Chapter 149, it seemed that the gigolo

Yan Xuan was gently licking the little cherry. The heat emanating from the flesh and the coolness of the chastity ring were vividly alternating between Yan Xuan's lips. This was his masterpiece, the work that satisfied him the most so far! Yana tried her best to suppress the stimulation brought to her body by the soreness and itchiness on her nipples, tensing her body and biting her lower lip tightly, sadly enduring Yan Xuan's play. In Lin Jiayi's room, the brocade quilt had already slipped to the ground as Lin Jiayi rolled around. The bed was already a mess, and even the curtains beside the bed had been torn off by Lin Jiayi and piled on the ground. Lin Jiayi was now completely naked, her body covered with red marks from her own scratches, some of which had even oozed faint blood. Her rosy and sexy lips were slightly parted, and she tried her best to suppress her moans. Her pair of round and fair jade legs were spread wide, and the beautiful peach blossom surrounded by dark circles was completely exposed. Her hands reached down forcefully, pressing against the outside of her vulva, kneading and moving. But unable to penetrate, they could only circle around on the outside.

That damned feeling was back! God! This sensation, like invisible lips and tongues licking her genitals, was driving Lin Jiayi crazy. Her body was covered in sweat, which was wiped away as she rolled around, only to be replaced by a layer of glistening moisture in an instant. Lin Jiayi suddenly let out a low, miserable cry. Just now, while her body was immersed in the torment of desire, she had uncontrollably tried to penetrate her vulva with her fingers, but just like before, her attempts, besides bringing intense pain, couldn't penetrate even a fraction. A whole day, no. It should be more than a day. Since last night, her body had been as if cursed by the demon of desire, experiencing that feeling without warning. Her body felt as if it were being teased by a skilled hand or lips, yet she couldn't find release. This feeling drove Lin Jiayi to the brink of collapse. She didn't know what was wrong with her. At this moment, she felt like a lustful woman with an insatiable and frighteningly high sex drive. This sense of shame was like a drill, slowly piercing through her psychological defenses, destroying her innate nobility! Lin Jiayi's body rolled and fell off the bed. Her dazed and painful eyes inadvertently swept over the sauna in the inner room.

She struggled to her feet, swaying as she moved towards the inner room. Reaching the wooden door to the sauna, she forcefully pulled it open and scooped up the cold water inside with a small wooden ladle, pouring it over her head, spoonful by spoonful. The icy water sent a shiver down her spine; every pore on her body contracted tightly. Although the feeling of being drenched in ice water was uncomfortable, she had to admit that the coolness did clear her mind somewhat, and her physical desire seemed to be extinguished. Although the cessation of desire was only momentary, and the sensation would return shortly after, Lin Jiayi, already tormented, was incredibly satisfied with this fleeting comfort. Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, she poured the cold water over herself, spoonful by spoonful, until finally, she simply stepped into the tub, immersing herself completely in the cold water. That damned feeling vanished completely the moment Lin Jiayi jumped into the tub. Lin Jiayi's body slumped in the wooden tub, her hair soaked through. Though her face was haggard, there was a hint of excitement. She thought she had finally found a way to resist that feeling; it seemed she would never be without cold water in the room again. She assumed the sensation disappeared because of the water's coolness—unaware that the reason she was no longer suffering was because Yanxuan was on his bed. Yanxuan gripped Yana's slender waist, watching the alluring waves of her hips ripple with each thrust, as he relentlessly pounded into her. During his vigorous movements, Yana's breasts swayed, and the chastity ring slipped onto the bed. Yanxuan, caught up in his climax, didn't see it, and Yana, naturally, paid no attention. Yana, her body aching, collapsed weakly onto the bed. Having maintained one position for so long, her legs were stiff. Lying on her side, arched, she didn't want to move, even though she felt a hard object pressing painfully against her lower body. Only after Yanxuan's snoring had been going on for a long time did Yana finally recover from her stiffness, slightly moving her legs and slowly sitting up. Only then did she realize that what was causing her pain was the ring. Recalling how Yanxuan had used this ring to play with her body, a wave of humiliation washed over her. She dared not show disgust towards Yanxuan, but now, looking at this tool that had toyed with her, her disgust was fully revealed. Yana grabbed the chastity ring, raising her arm high, but then slowly lowered her hand, placing the chastity ring back on the bed. She couldn't act impulsively. Having already invested so much, there was no need for any mishaps over trivial matters. Yana silently rose and stood by the bed. The moonlight outside the window was even brighter. She looked down at her shapely body, not even wanting to touch it. In her eyes, this body was utterly defiled and filthy. She quickly dressed, opened the window, and disappeared without looking back. Yana didn't want to stay in this room for a moment longer, didn't want to see this annoying guy, didn't want to smell even a trace of his scent. After Yana left the room, Yanxuan sat up abruptly. Looking at the open window, Yan Xuan muttered under his breath, "Damn, she really doesn't want to stay by my side for even a minute. Damn, I feel like a gigolo? No, not even as good as a gigolo, at least a gigolo gets paid after being patronized." "But what exactly is her purpose? Damn it, does she think I'd actually believe in some bullshit mysterious contract?" Yan Xuan muttered, quickly jumping up on the bed. In fact, he had already become suspicious of Yana. After Yana stood him up, Yan Xuan no longer believed in any mysterious contract. In Yan Xuan's opinion, the reason Yana still came here every night to be his slave, letting him vent his frustrations, must have some purpose. Therefore, he decided to investigate the truth tonight. Duo Wo stood by the bed, a blush flashing across his body, before transforming into the image of a handsome elf. When he picked up his clothes to put them on, he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly threw the clothes aside, turned around and walked to the closet to take out the clothes Tang Jing had bought. "Damn it, that female tyrannosaurus's visual estimation ability is too strong!" After Yan Xuan put on the clothes, he exclaimed in admiration. The clothes and cover fit perfectly, as if they were tailor-made. Neither in his past life nor this one, Yan Xuan had ever worn such beautiful clothes. This made him excitedly spin around the room several times, gesturing wildly for a while before remembering his purpose. Suddenly, a golden object in the bundle caught Yan Xuan's attention. He picked it up and realized it was the treasure glove. Under the dim yellow light, the golden glove emitted a soft glow, and the fanged monster's head on the glove's surface looked even more realistic.

Yan Xuan

then remembered that when he brought the bundle back to his room last time, he had casually stuffed the glove into it. If he hadn't worn these clothes this time, he probably would have forgotten about the glove altogether.

Curious, Yan Xuan picked up the glove. To be honest, since it had fallen into his hands, all his attention had been drawn to the Chastity Ring, and he hadn't really examined the glove closely.

After weighing it in his hand, Yan Xuan tried putting the glove on his left hand. At first, the glove was a bit too big and didn't seem to fit properly, but just as he was about to take it off, it suddenly and strangely shrank until it was the size of his hand, clinging tightly to it. "Damn! This glove is too strange!" Yan Xuan thought to himself, secretly astonished. He casually waved it a couple of times, and his gloved hand drew a golden halo in the air, looking quite handsome. "Not bad, pretty cool, quite befitting of my handsome status,"

Yan Xuan chuckled smugly, then walked towards the window. Inside the Desire Tavern, a silver figure appeared at the window, then pierced the night, disappearing into the darkness with a dazzling afterimage. Our incredibly dashing, handsome, and pretentious super elf has reappeared in Yanan City! Sigh, if only I had been this handsome in my past life, I could have easily seduce a whole bunch of beauties. Having spent so much time with Yana, Yanxuan had become familiar with her aura. With careful sensing, he quickly pinpointed the familiar scent, but because he had been preoccupied with his own vanity, the aura was quite faint. This meant Yana was now far away. Yanxuan chased after the scent that had poisoned Yana's body, running at breakneck speed through the streets and alleys of Yanan City. Unfortunately, this guy possessed terrifying strength but lacked any skill. While others could fly, teleport, or use magic, he could only rely on the most primitive method: walking.

After running for a while, Yanxuan stood in a dead end, sadly realizing that he was lost. He rarely left the Desire Tavern, and since it was always during the day, he had little chance of finding his way at night. To have run for so long before getting lost was, frankly, quite remarkable. What frustrated Yan Xuan most was that as he tried to recall his past experiences leaving, Yana's presence grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely. It seemed he was destined to fail tonight. Yan Xuan cursed inwardly, feeling incredibly frustrated. To vent his anger, he instinctively punched the thick wall in front of him. A

low, muffled boom followed, and a burst of dazzling red light erupted from his fist. The thick wall vanished into thin air; under the immense and powerful Nine Yang energy, it was disintegrated without even a speck of dust. In an instant, the dead end was clear! On this side of the wall... Yan Xuan stared in astonishment at his fist, unable to believe what he had just witnessed was real. Although he knew that the Nine Yang Energy was incredibly powerful, reaching this level was still beyond his expectations. On the other side of the wall, a burly man held a machete high in the air. In front of him, the thin Liu Mang clutched a bundle full of gold coins tightly, his clothes tattered and stained with blood, indicating he was seriously injured.

"Master!" Liu Mang cried out in joyful excitement. He had thought he was doomed after being chased here, but his savior had suddenly appeared. "Damn it, Master is Master! Even his entrance was so awesome!" Liu Mang looked at Yan Xuan with eyes full of admiration. "Liu Mang!" Yan Xuan finally came to his senses, and was shocked by the scene before him. The burly man was the same guy he had conspired with his accomplice at the Desire Restaurant during the day. But what puzzled Yan Xuan was, where had his thin accomplice gone?

"Master, come and kill this bastard!" With a powerful backer, Liu Mang immediately felt emboldened and shouted loudly. Yan Xuan's entrance was just too awesome, so awesome that the big man was now trembling with fear. Damn it, a wall just vanished like that. Thinking about his own head, it was no match for a wall. Did that mean...?

If this handsome elf in silver robes could blast him to smithereens with a wave of his hand!

The burly man looked around anxiously, seemingly waiting for reinforcements. He was incredibly unlucky; he and his partner had planned this job together, but damn it, when it came time to act, the skinny guy had disappeared. And this kid with the gold coins was incredibly cunning; he'd chased him all the way here alone and still hadn't managed to take him down. If his partner hadn't broken his promise, the two of them together would probably have already chopped this kid into mincemeat and escaped Yanan City with the 100,000 gold coins. Yan Xuan gradually approached the burly man, cracking his knuckles as he walked.

Hmm, in the movies of his past life, those confident masters always looked this cool when they defeated their enemies! So cool! Seeing Yan Xuan approaching step by step, the burly man began to panic. He wanted to escape but feared he wouldn't be able to. Besides, 100,000 gold coins were right in front of him, and he was unwilling to run away now. He knew that for this money, he had already betrayed his boss. With his abilities, if he left Yanan City penniless, he would be starving to death. But if he didn't leave, his boss would probably tear him to pieces

! Just as the burly man hesitated, he suddenly heard Liu Mang shout again, "Master, don't give me face! Quickly blast this bastard to smithereens! Your incredibly naive disciple, Liu Mang, is waiting to see your heroic figure!" These words enraged the burly man. Damn it, why weren't you so arrogant when I was chasing you? Now that you have a backer, you start to act tough. Don't forget, you're still under my blade! Under my blade? The burly man's eyes lit up. It seemed that this was a master and disciple, and their relationship was quite deep! "We can totally use this talkative, arrogant fellow as a hostage!" the burly man thought. He acted immediately, swiftly grabbing Liu Mang's collar and pulling it to his chest to shield himself. He then held his hand to Liu Mang's neck, shouting menacingly, "Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill him!"

"Master, don't worry about me! Just come up and kill this bastard! Damn it, your grandpa Liu Mang, twenty years from now, will still be a pure and honest hero!" Liu Mang seemed completely unafraid. It was unclear whether he was genuinely brave or simply obsessed with Yan Xuan, believing that Yan Xuan could save him under any circumstances.

However, the former possibility is extremely small. If this guy really had the guts, he wouldn't have complained about having an elderly mother and a child when he first met Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan was in a dilemma. To be honest, when he fought others before, he always relied on the power of the Nine Yang energy to directly kill them. Now, he had to protect Liu Mang's life and kill the big man. This was a matter of skill. Liu Mang was much shorter than the big man. When the big man lifted Liu Mang, Liu Mang's legs only reached above the big man's knees. In other words, although the big man had exposed an opening, his vital parts were completely blocked by Liu Mang's body. If he couldn't kill him with a single blow, the big man's arm would move, and Liu Mang would really have to wait twenty years to be born again. Suddenly, the situation in front of Yan Xuan changed drastically. Yan Xuan had just seen Liu Mang's eyes darting around, as if he was plotting something, but he was already shouting fiercely and kicking his legs wildly. Now it's clear this guy had planned this all along. With a scream from the burly man, Hexagram's foot, while swinging back and forth, gathered power, and then delivered a powerful back kick, his heel slamming upwards!

Bingo! Bullseye! His heel made intimate contact with the burly man's genitals, and this contact had a strong side effect. Then, Hexagram lifted the bundle he'd been clutching, aiming it at the burly man's blade. The burly man, in excruciating pain and sensing danger, prepared to kill someone as a sacrifice, but the blade met the bundle, tearing it open and spilling gold coins all over the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hexagram used the same trick again, kicking the burly man's heel once more, then forcefully pulling forward. His already tattered clothes were torn apart by the force, and Hexagram escaped the burly man's grasp.

"Damn it, you dare bully me!" Liu Mang swung his hand and slammed the package, still containing some gold coins, down on the guy who was clutching his groin and howling. With a thud, the poor burly man collapsed to the ground under Liu Mang's relentless, despicable attack, before Yan Xuan could even react. One hand clutched his bloodied head, the other his groin. Frankly, Liu Mang's success was purely by chance. The burly man was completely focused on Yan Xuan, paying no attention to the helpless fellow with his machete pressed against his neck. Seeing this turn of events, Yan Xuan couldn't help but secretly admire Liu Mang's quick thinking and alertness. Now that the burly man was powerless to fight back, Liu Mang swiftly moved to his side and picked up the machete from the ground. With a machete in hand, the world was his!

Indeed, Liu Mang was quite imposing at this moment. With Yan Xuan as his backer and a machete in his hand, especially since the guy in front of him was powerless to fight back, Liu Mang was absolutely brimming with arrogance. "You son of a bitch, you want to chop me up?!" Liu Mang cursed angrily, turning his machete around and smashing the guy's head hard with the thick back of the blade. "You son of a bitch! You think I'm a pushover just because I'm not showing my power?!" Bang! Another hard smash! "You bastard. Besides bullying the incredibly naive me, what other skills do you have?" Bang! "Don't you even remember? Back in the day, I used to beat up nursing homes and kick kindergartens! Would you chase me like this? Damn it, this is a plan, you understand?!" Bang bang bang. The more Liu Mang

taunted him

, the more energetic he became. Thinking about all the bullying and humiliation he had suffered in his life, he vented all his old and new grievances on this big man. No wonder he had a good impression of this kid; could they be brothers who transmigrated together?

He's doing so poorly, it seems not. The man who had groaned earlier was gradually losing his breath, until finally, he stopped breathing altogether. His massive head, smashed to pieces by the six-pointed star's powerful blow, gushed out a mixture of red blood and white brain matter. Yan Xuan felt a wave of nausea and wanted to intervene, but suddenly sensed energy fluctuations around him. Speaking of which, Yan Xuan had encountered quite a few experts by now. Not to mention the distant ones, just the daily appearances of Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi were enough to cultivate his keen sensitivity to the energy naturally emanating from the bodies of experts after acquiring the Nine Yang Energy. At this moment, the energy fluctuations Yan Xuan sensed, while numerous, were almost negligible in intensity. What caught his attention was a particularly powerful energy among the numerous low-energy sources. In terms of intensity, it seemed no less than Tang Jing's, and perhaps even stronger. Although Yan Xuan knew from eavesdropping on conversations between Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi that Yanan City, due to its geographical location and independence, was home to many powerful figures—some reclusive hermits who had seen through the illusions of life, others wanted criminals by various empires—he

had only heard rumors. In all his time in the Mandala, Yan Xuan hadn't actually encountered any truly formidable opponents. Today, encountering such a powerful individual in his current capacity filled him with both curiosity and a subtle excitement. He knew that constantly bullying opponents far weaker than himself was the behavior of a petty thug. True strength lay in facing all kinds of masters, especially those of similar strength, to gain valuable experience and achieve significant improvement. Of course, Yan Xuan's experience came from the novels he had read in his previous life. In the pitch-black night, under the pale moonlight,

a group of people slowly approached from the street that Yan Xuan had cleared with a single punch. Because the moonlight was dim, and the group was dressed in the typical attire of bandits—black clothes—they didn't attract much attention at first. Yan Xuan's eyes were extremely sharp. He scanned the group, searching for someone who gave him a powerful aura. The group was a mix of races; various races from all over the world were represented among them. After a while, Yan Xuan recognized many familiar faces. "Damn it! Aren't these those thugs?!" Yan Xuan couldn't help but recall his embarrassing experience of trying to be a hero but ending up looking like a coward. A surge of resentment rose within him. He quickly searched for the culprit from that day—that bald guy.

This search is much faster. A quick glance caught Yan Xuan's attention; the gleaming bald head, with its high reflectivity, drew his eye. Yan Xuan suddenly remembered a line from a movie he'd seen in his past life: "In our line of work, you can't have any obvious features. What goes around comes around." A cold smile crept across Yan Xuan's lips. He thought, "I'll blast that '500-watt light bulb' to smithereens in a moment!" Suddenly, a chilling killing intent erupted. The previously faint but powerful energy now surged forth, overwhelming Yan Xuan. In a fight, you must first overwhelm your opponent with your aura!

This was a line from a novel in his past life that he remembered vividly. Now it seemed that this was probably what that abnormally powerful guy meant. "Six-pointed star, stand behind me," Yan Xuan said with a playful smile. My strong self-confidence and virtually undefeated record made me fearless when facing any enemy. If I could win, I'd beat them to a pulp; if I couldn't, I'd run away. Aren't these the only two paths in a fight? Yan Xuan felt that, despite his current lack of understanding of the outside world, he couldn't claim to be invincible, but he was confident he could at least survive. Yan Xuan keenly noticed that behind that "500-degree light bulb," the skinny guy who had been drinking with the tall man during the day was following nervously. Yan Xuan subconsciously glanced down at the man whose head had been smashed by the six-pointed star, and couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. This world had very few similarities to the world of his previous life, but now, one thing was completely similar: the human heart! There's a saying in the world, "You can't see into someone's heart; you can know their face but not their heart." This saying seems perfectly applicable to this world. Think about how well those two guys conspired during the day, and then that skinny guy betrayed his accomplice that night. Damn it, little panda! It seems I can't trust anyone anymore! Otherwise, I might get sold out and stupidly help them count the money!

Beside the betrayer, there was a person even smaller than him who caught Yan Xuan's attention. This person's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, as cold as a corpse just crawled out of a grave. A black robe was extremely baggy on him, swaying loosely as he walked, making him appear to float rather than walk. Of course, this alone wasn't enough to make Yan Xuan so concerned. The reason Yan Xuan stared at him was because his recent perception told him that the powerful energy was emanating from this corpse-like figure. A crimson aura surged violently across Yan Xuan's body as he consciousized the energy, unleashing a scorching, sharp aura that surged towards the group like a raging tidal wave. "Damn it, little panda! Didn't you like to overwhelm me with your aura?!

Let's see who gets the upper hand first!" Yan Xuan's power clearly surprised the "corpse." As their auras collided, the "corpse" instinctively halted, taking a slight step back. Clearly, in this invisible clash of auras, the "corpse" had lost. Under the oppressive force of Yan Xuan's Nine Yang Energy, the thugs, led by the "500-degree light bulb"—the bald dwarf—uncontrollably cried out in alarm, their bodies stopping nearly ten meters away from Yan Xuan, unable to move forward. Of course, this inability to move forward didn't mean Yan Xuan could repel the enemy solely through his aura.

They couldn't advance, primarily due to the oppressive aura emanating from Yan Xuan, which instilled immense fear in them. Their subconscious told them that retreating might mean life, while advancing would certainly mean death! The "corpse" seemed considerate of its subordinates, not reprimanding them for their hesitation, but instead waving its hand, signaling them to stay put, while it "floated" towards Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan crossed his arms, half-closing his eyes, carefully observing the approaching figure. To his surprise, based on the energy intensity displayed by the "corpse," it should have taken considerable effort to get close, but now the figure's face remained as pale as ever, its expression unchanged, seemingly advancing effortlessly. Yan Xuan pondered this, but unable to discern the reason, he simply stopped thinking about it. After all, he knew virtually nothing about martial arts or magic; his current understanding was based on his gradual comprehension of the Nine Yang Energy and the experience gained from several battles. The "corpse" stopped about five meters from Yan Xuan, ignoring the mangled corpse beside him, and instead fixed its gaze on Liu Mang, who was peeking out from behind Yan Xuan. "What the hell are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a handsome, innocent guy before?" With Yan Xuan's backing, Liu Mang's arrogance soared to unprecedented heights. He wouldn't hesitate to curse even a god if it were right in front of him, let alone this terrifying, sinister guy! Yan Xuan secretly rejoiced, not stopping him at all. Instead, he felt a surge of pride, increasingly discovering Liu Mang's strengths. Not only was he clever and cunning, but now it seemed he also had a knack for cursing. It seemed that letting him do the shameless things in the future would be quite satisfying. In that single thought, Yan Xuan decided Liu Mang's future. For a long time afterward, under Yan Xuan's deliberate cultivation and indulgence, Liu Mang became his most powerful ally. Much later, Yan Xuan's reputation was so good that he himself blushed, but Liu Mang, by his side, bore countless undeserved blame, becoming a nightmare for many! The "corpse," hearing Liu Mang's provocation, remained unfazed, its expression unchanged, instead shifting its gaze to Yan Xuan.

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Seeing Liu Mang staring at him, Yan Xuan subconsciously puffed out his chest. To be honest, Yan Xuan at this moment was incredibly handsome, not only incomparably dashing, but also possessing a charmingly wicked smile. Especially the silver robe Tang Jing had chosen, which accentuated his tall and muscular physique even more. He met the "corpse's" gaze without flinching, his eyes filled with provocation and disdain. The meaning was clearly, "Who do you think you are? If you've got the guts, fight me!"

After watching for a while, Yan Xuan's only assessment of this "corpse-like" creature was that its eyes were a real waste. Even a dog's eyes would be more valuable than this utterly unappealing person's. Deep and clear, like a pool of water from afar, each glance seemed to create a whirlpool, captivating the eye. But the thought of those eyes on such a repulsive face sent a chill down Yan Xuan's spine!

Damn it, being ugly isn't your fault, but scaring people like this is just too much! Yan Xuan was about to speak when the "corpse" spoke first, its voice hoarse and grating like metal rubbing together. Yan Xuan frowned. "What is your status in the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire?" the "corpse" asked. The Heavenly Vine Elf Empire?

Yan Xuan paused, then recalled the conversation he'd overheard between the two men during their plot earlier that day, and understood. It seemed this man considered him the one behind Liu Mang, the one who had commissioned him to sell the treasure. Because the events at the Desire Tavern that night were kept extremely secret, no one except those present knew that Yan Xuan had already stolen the treasure.

In other words, in this "corpse's" eyes, the treasures were still in the hands of the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire, and Yan Xuan's ability to obtain one of the treasures and entrust Liu Mang with its secret sale meant only one conclusion: Yan Xuan held a very high position within the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire, at least enough to have the opportunity to steal the treasure. Furthermore, Yan Xuan's current appearance as a Great Elf further confirmed this conclusion. Before Yan Xuan could speak… The "corpse" spoke again, "You're strong!

Strong enough to shock me. I never imagined the Great Elf race would have a battle qi expert like you! But do you think you can defeat me in an instant and kill all my subordinates? If not, then let's make a deal!" Yan Xuan was about to speak when the "corpse" interrupted, "I think you'll agree. Otherwise, your fate will be miserable!

I know the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire punishes traitors severely!" Damn it! Can't a guy even speak?! Yan Xuan admired the corpse's ability to interrupt, but was also annoyed. Damn it, you've got all the talking done! Do you think other people's mouths are just for eating?! Yan Xuan simply remained silent, only letting out a cold snort, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at the "corpse." The "corpse" said, "You can consider it, but my patience is limited. I hope you'll be patient!" Yan Xuan was instantly furious. Damn it! This annoying guy seemed to think he had him completely under his thumb. What kind of negotiation was this?! That's more like an order!

At this moment, Liu Mang, who considered himself innocent but was incredibly vicious and had a filthy mind, played a crucial role. Not only Yan Xuan, but even Liu Mang was disgusted by what he heard, especially considering that he had almost died because of this dead-like guy's manipulation. He couldn't help but stick his head out from behind Yan Xuan and shout angrily, "You dead head, I curse your mother!

Damn, you think you're so arrogant! Enough nonsense, let me tell you, you've messed with my master, you've messed with death! Damn it, you want to make a deal with me? You wish! Go home and talk to your mother when you have time!" The previously expressionless "corpse" seemed extremely affected by Liu Mang's insults. Suddenly, his flowing black hair moved without wind, and the black robe he wore billowed as if a fan was blowing inside. His expression didn't change, but his eyes became sharp as knives. His lips moved, and with a flick of his wrist, a gigantic skull formed from black mist lunged at Liu Mang's protruding head with lightning speed. Liu Mang squealed and quickly hid behind Yan Xuan. A cold smile appeared on Yan Xuan's face. "Heh heh, finally made your move. Don't you know this is the moment I've been waiting for!" The Nine Yang Energy shone brightly, and bathed in its aura, Yan Xuan stood like a war god. He waved his hand, and the Nine Yang Energy detached from his palm, forming a gigantic hand that lashed out at the skull. Boom! The fierce and intense Nine Yang Energy seemed to be the nemesis of this strange spell. The black skull, firmly grasped by the hand formed from the Nine Yang Energy, emitted a piercing sound before melting away like snowflakes in spring. When he saw the skull disappear, he relaxed, and the flow of the Nine Yang Energy slowed down. Unexpectedly, just as the giant hand formed by the Nine Yang energy was about to disappear, a burst of blood-red battle qi suddenly exploded from the skull! Holy crap! This "dead man's head" guy is actually a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts!

He contained battle qi within that bizarre magic, creating a double attack! Yan Xuan hurriedly circulated his Nine Yang energy, attempting to dissolve the blood-red battle qi. God! Aside from raping Lu Xi and disciplining Lin Jiayi, I don't think I've had time to do anything bad! When Yan Xuan suddenly realized that the damned Nine Yang energy had vanished again, just like last time, he cried out in despair. Thump! The blood-red battle qi struck Yan Xuan solidly, sending his strong body flying backward, even knocking the six-pointed star behind him away. His chest ached as if it were shattered; the dull ache made Yan Xuan feel like his chest was about to explode. The aura of the Nine Yangs around his body had long since faded with the dissipation of the Nine Yang energy. With a groan, Yan Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was doomed! He was

really doomed this time! Damn it, I really have no memory! I knew the Nine Yang energy was unpredictable, yet I still tried to act like a handsome big shot. Now I'm in trouble! Yan Xuan thought sadly, but in this situation, he could only rely on luck! The "corpse" also showed a look of surprise. Based on his assessment of Duowo's strength, the attack just now could at most only serve as a warning; it seemed completely impossible for it to injure Yan Xuan like this. But the fact was strange; Yan Xuan lay not far in front of him, gushing blood, seemingly suffering from serious internal injuries. Was he cheating? Was there some kind of trap? But that didn't make sense!

His strength was clearly greater than his own. If it were a direct fight, he wouldn't be a match at all. There was no need for him to use such a clumsy self-inflicted injury trick! After hesitating for a while, the "corpse" raised its hand to stop its henchmen who were trying to beat the drowning dog, and then "floated" forward alone.

From an absolute victor with victory in hand to a pitiful wretch in someone else's grasp, the feeling was simply too damn unbearable. Although Yanxuan had experience before, those were low-level thugs, and with Xu Jing by his side, a beating was inevitable, but at least he could save his life. But now, facing this "super dead head," his life was in danger of being lost at any moment. Alas, was his romantic life really over?

God! Buddha! All the monsters and demons who can control rebirth! Pray that when I am reborn next time, I will still be the beautiful Yanxuan I am now. In such an unlucky situation, poor Yanxuan could probably only think this way. The "corpse" walked up to Yan Xuan, sized him up for a moment, and said, "Promise my deal, and I won't kill you!"

A glimmer of hope! Who the hell would want to die if they could live? Especially in this dazzling world, with the beautiful Yan Xuan beside him. Yan Xuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at the "corpse" with a puzzled expression; the meaning of agreement in his eyes was self-evident. "You were able to steal that treasure from the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire, which means you can get close to those treasures at the trade fair, right? If you can help me get one of those treasures, I'll let you go! If you don't agree, even if I don't kill you now, if I casually report you to the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire, you probably won't escape

their severe punishment!"

Yan Xuan looked at the corpse curiously, wondering what treasure this guy wanted. This was indeed a good way to protect himself; anyway, all the treasures were in his hands, so he could just give him whichever one he wanted. With the pressure lessened, Yan Xuan began to relax. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth down his chin, causing a ticklish sensation. Yan Xuan instinctively raised his left hand to wipe the blood away. "I need a glove,"

the "corpse" said in a low voice. "A glove?" Yan Xuan didn't react immediately, but his hand was already at his chin. A gleaming golden glove appeared before the "corpse's" eyes. The "corpse's" eyes lit up, and after a moment of utter astonishment, it swiftly reached for Yan Xuan's gloved hand. Yes! It only delayed him for a fleeting moment of surprise, but that instant allowed Yan Xuan to wipe away the blood. When the blood touched the glove, a soft crackling sound rang out, and the glove's golden light surged, dazzlingly bright!

Yan Xuan felt a sudden jolt, as if something had entered his mind, but he didn't care. What mattered to him was the surprising discovery that the Nine Yang Energy was flowing freely at this crucial moment, even more powerfully than before! The "corpse" was ultimately too late. What awaited him was a burst of golden light, and a tremendous force slammed him away. Faced with this force, he felt like a leaf in a storm, utterly powerless. In fact, Yan Xuan's experience was no better than the "corpse's." The golden glove seemed to suddenly come alive, as if it had a jaws biting down hard on Yan Xuan's palm. In a sharp pain, his blood instantly reversed its flow; the feeling of his blood vessels being reversed was worse than death for Yan Xuan!

A strange force began to tear at Yan Xuan's body; he felt as if he had become a puppet controlled by strings. His body suddenly leaped up, rushing towards the thugs in the distance like lightning.

To be fair, among those thugs who had roamed Yanan City, there were a few skilled fighters. At least by the time Yan Xuan approached, a few of them had already used either martial arts or magic to dodge aside. At this moment, Yan Xuan's body radiated a crimson light, especially his left arm, which emitted a halo of red and gold. The red light of the Nine Yang Energy contained golden threads, while his gloved left hand was entirely a golden light, so dazzling that its substance was obscured. When Yan Xuan stood before a tall orc, the orc trembled with fear and turned to flee. A horrifying scene unfolded at that moment: Yan Xuan's left arm involuntarily rose, and the golden light in his hand suddenly expanded, completely enveloping the orc! God!

Because the golden light expanded so greatly, it became much fainter than before. With the naked eye, one could see a blood-red fanged creature opening its massive maw within the golden light, swallowing the orc whole. Moments later, the golden light returned to its original size, the fanged ghost disappeared, and the orc collapsed to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Apart from his bloodless, hairy face, his body remained unchanged. However, everyone could see that the orc was already dead. Yan Xuan was stunned by what he saw and froze on the spot. But before he could recover, the strange force from the glove suddenly pulled his body and flashed towards a dwarf not far away!

The dwarf met the same fate as the orc. In this bizarre attack, not a single prey locked by the glove disappeared. Nearly ten corpses lay on the ground. Yet, Yan Xuan felt brimming with energy, as if he had become younger. Of course, Yan Xuan wasn't old at all; his feeling of youth was simply a sensation from the sudden surge of vitality within his body! The "corpse" that had been blasted away by the glove's golden light had regained its mobility. Its movements were astonishingly fast. In this situation, he had to act quickly, otherwise, it was obvious that Yan Xuan would kill all those thugs.

He had to endure humiliation and hardship, hiding his identity to arrive in Yharnam City. How difficult it had been to secure this position! Subduing these thugs was far more difficult than anyone could imagine. This was his foundation, the capital to achieve his goals. He absolutely could not stand by and watch this terrifying elf destroy everything he had. Furthermore, if he, as the leader, allowed his subordinates to be slaughtered without taking any action, those subordinates would become disheartened. Even if they weren't killed by this handsome elf, they would no longer obey his leadership.

It must be said that this "corpse" was definitely the strongest person Yan Xuan had ever encountered. As a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, he seemed to have defied the rules of dual cultivation, actually combining necromancy with martial arts. With a flick of his right arm, a white bone appeared in his hand. As his lips moved rapidly, the bone emitted black mist, and a pungent stench filled the air. On the ground, from deep within the pale hand bones, skeletons slowly crawled out of the ground. Among them, besides skeletons, there were also the bones of many kinds of magical beasts. His left arm emitted a blood-red battle aura, forming a javelin-like weapon, which he fiercely shot towards Yan Xuan.

Unfortunately, just as these skeletons, driven by necromancy, stood on the ground, before they could even attack Yan Xuan, his body was suddenly lifted up by the glove. Yes! That's right! Lifted! The glove shot into the air, taking Yan Xuan's body with it. He hovered in mid-air, the glove controlling its arm to point downwards at the skeletons!

With a blinding roar, a colossal monster, almost the size of the Desire Tavern, appeared within the golden light. Its golden wings suddenly unfurled, the golden and red hues enveloping the skeletons in a single breath. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying skeletons silently crumbled into piles of bones. As for the javelin formed from the "corpse's" battle aura, the monster turned and swallowed it whole with its gaping maw. Then, it seemed to wag its tail contentedly, as if it had just devoured a delicious meal rather than a javelin.

At this moment, Yan Xuan was caught in a strange feeling. Although he was quite satisfied with the powerful destructive force he had unleashed, the feeling of being unable to control his own body was terrible. Fortunately, although his other parts were restrained by the glove, his neck could still be twisted at will. In mid-air, as the shapeshifting monster swallowed the blood-red battle aura javelin, Yan Xuan subconsciously looked at the "corpse." At this moment, the "corpse" was completely terrified. Although all he wanted was the glove, it was only because of the rumors that the glove was related to the previous treasure. As for what abilities the glove actually possessed, he knew nothing. Everything he saw before him was beyond his comprehension, especially the appearance of the monster, which terrified him. His battle aura was cultivated by combining blood and killing intent, complementing necromancy. It not only possessed the strength of other battle auras but also had a toxicity that other battle auras lacked. But now it seemed that the battle aura and necromancy he relied on were utterly vulnerable. Facing Yan Xuan suspended in mid-air, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness. If not for his willpower, he would likely have collapsed to the ground. Looking at the "corpse," Yan Xuan recalled his recent severe injuries and a murderous intent welled up within him. As soon as this killing intent arose, the ferocious, fanged monster immediately raised its head, its golden wings unfurling, and lunged at the "corpse" with overwhelming killing intent. A flash of insight struck Yan Xuan; he realized that the strange energy of this glove seemed to be controllable only by his consciousness, and that using brute force generated by his physical body was a mistake. Seeing the ferocious, shapeshifting monster charging towards him, the "corpse's" eyes were filled with terror. As a master, he could instinctively sense the range of an enemy's attack and plan his evasion or counterattack. But before this monster, especially with its golden wings enveloping him like an invisible net, it blocked all his escape routes, leaving him vulnerable to a fierce attack from any direction. Under these circumstances, a fierce determination flashed in the corpse's eyes. Its lips moved rapidly, black mist emanated from its body, and the stench intensified. Its blood-red battle aura inflated like a balloon, causing its body to swell rapidly. Previously thin, it had expanded several times its original size in the blink of an eye, and the expansion showed no signs of stopping. Now, its skin was extremely thin, and its veins were incredibly clear.

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crap! What kind of kung fu is this?! Is my guy using himself as a balloon? Grandma, little panda, is he going to explode?! As the "corpse's" body swelled, Yan Xuan felt a sense of crisis. Of course, this crisis was definitely not enough to cause him much harm, but he instinctively felt that if the monster and the "corpse" fought head-on, the "corpse" would suffer a terrible fate, but he himself would also be injured to some extent. Yan Xuan's thoughts changed unintentionally, and the monster immediately sensed this. With an incredibly agile turn, it abandoned its attack. Back beside Yan Xuan, as its body entered the golden light emanating from the glove, it began to dissipate and then reassemble repeatedly. Freed from the monster's overwhelming attack, the "corpse's" eyes showed surprise. The resolute determination in its eyes gradually faded, its swollen body stopped expanding and began to shrink. Just as Yan Xuan had predicted, the corpse's ability was a method of mutual destruction. Its body exploded amidst surging battle qi, like a powerful human bomb, and every piece of its flesh would be highly poisonous under the influence of necromancy. Such a self-destruction method would surely result in its utter annihilation, but the enemy wouldn't gain any advantage either. After all, even a weak person can unleash at least ten times the power when their physical potential is unleashed. At this moment, our simple-minded six-pointed star, who had been knocked unconscious by Yan Xuan, finally awoke. The moment it opened its eyes, it let out a terrified scream. When he saw the scene before him, he immediately realized that his side had gained a significant advantage, and it seemed that the dead man's head was firmly under his master's control. "Hahaha, Master is truly invincible!" Liu Mang stood up arrogantly, laughing heartily. After all, the victor couldn't afford to be anything less than smug. However, Liu Mang was clearly intimidated by the sheer power the "corpse" had displayed when injuring Yan Xuan. Although incredibly arrogant, his eyes darted around, and he stealthily slipped under the wall to Yan Xuan's side. Once he felt he was within Yan Xuan's range of strength, he started verbally abusing him again. It wasn't entirely his fault; he had no skills whatsoever, and anyone could bully him. There was no way he could gain the upper hand physically; he couldn't beat the enemy, but couldn't he at least vent his anger with a few curses? "You damn dead man! Still so arrogant! Why don't you dare to make a move!" Liu Mang jumped up and cursed, spitting everywhere. If he hadn't been some distance from the "corpse," his "range" wouldn't have been so short, and he probably would have spat on it long ago. The "corpse" completely ignored Liu Mang's outburst, which resembled a shrew's rant, and after giving him a disdainful look, looked up at him...

Yan Xuan said, "Why didn't you kill me?" Yan Xuan thought to himself, "Damn, who wouldn't want to kill you! Who knows why that damned monster deserted at the last minute?" Thinking this, he chuckled dryly and said, "Why should I kill you?" Hmm, it seems like in those movies I saw in my past life, those hypocrites always acted cool after winning! "Damn it, my master is afraid killing you will dirty his hands! Hurry up and kneel down to thank my master for his mercy!" Liu Mang shouted smugly. Yan Xuan couldn't help but curse inwardly. This damned guy, shrewd all his life, had made a foolish mistake. Originally, Yan Xuan wanted to take advantage of the "corpse's" lack of vigilance and give it a good beating, but now Liu Mang's words had bound his hands and feet. The "corpse" silently stared at the corpses of its subordinates on the ground, but made no move. "You are very powerful. I have lost, but you cannot humiliate me!" the "corpse" said softly. Speaking of which, Liu Mang has spent many years in the world and has a far greater understanding of the outside world than Yan Xuan. This world is a dog-eat-dog world. In a world where the strong are respected, the losers either die or become slaves of the victors! Liu Mang's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "What's so great about a loser! Pshaw, although my master won't kill you, you'll be my master's slave from now on!" These words reminded Yan Xuan that although he hadn't thought of anything else more useful yet, all he could think about was having the "underworld" of Yanan City under his command—that would be incredibly cool. So, he snorted twice, indulging Liu Mang, the meaning clearly being, "Liu Mang's words are my words!" Liu Mang, receiving this hint, became even more arrogant, saying, "I'll give you some time to consider. If you don't become my master's slave, I'll kill you all! Otherwise, get out of Yanan City." After Liu Mang finished speaking, he looked up at Yan Xuan for instructions, "Master, is my decision acceptable?" Yan Xuan secretly rejoiced, but outwardly smiled indifferently and nodded.

"Master, we don't need to push him too hard. I've heard that strong people like you persuade with reason, right? Let's show some mercy and give them two days. Either they get out of Yanan City, or they become your slaves. Otherwise, you can take action. Anyway, Yanan City is such a small place; they can't hide anywhere!" Liu Mang continued to inquire. Yan Xuan increasingly felt that Liu Mang suited his taste. To echo Liu Mang's words, Yan Xuan's lips curled into a benevolent smile. He nodded and waved his hand, saying, "You may leave. As my disciple said, I'll give you two days to consider. Two nights later, we'll meet again here." "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit!" "Corpse" understood this principle. It seemed there were only three paths ahead. "Corpse" sighed inwardly, quickly flashing towards his hiding men, ordering them to carry the corpses on the ground and walk into the darkness. Yan Xuan suddenly called out, "Hey, what's your name?" "My name is Wandering Soul," Wandering Soul stopped, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately answered truthfully.

"Wandering Soul is quite a fitting name," Yan Xuan said, landing on the ground and stroking his chin. As the fighting spirit in Magnetic Gear's heart vanished... The golden light of the glove dimmed for a moment. Yan Xuan looked at the magical glove that had saved his life and was surprised to find that the two sharp fangs of the monster's head on the glove, which were originally silver, had now turned a scarlet blood color. "Master, you are so strong! You definitely have power comparable to a god!" Liu Mang seized the opportunity to flatter him. Yan Xuan looked at Liu Mang, smiled, and said, "Go and pick up all those gold coins." Liu Mang hurriedly nodded, took off his tattered clothes, and tried to stuff as many gold coins as possible into them. "Master, I've picked them all up. A total of 100,000 gold coins. These are 1,000 gold coins. I also have a crystal card here with the remaining 99,000 gold coins inside." Liu Mang said, lifting his foot, taking off his tattered shoes, and taking out a crystal card from inside. Looking at the somewhat stained crystal card that smelled of smelly feet, Yan Xuan frowned and said, "This money is yours." Anyway, he still had many treasures and definitely had the capital to be generous. Liu Mang was stunned, staring blankly at Yan Xuan, unable to believe it was all real. Yan Xuan chuckled. He flicked Liu Mang's head hard. Liu Mang cried out in pain, clutching his head, looking at Yan Xuan in terror. Yan Xuan laughed, "How about it? You're not dreaming, are you? Use this money to find a temporary place to stay in Yanan City. Don't be stingy, spend what you need. Remember, don't show your face to those guys these next two days, otherwise, if they choose to leave Mantuo Kingdom and my city, they'll probably take your life before they leave!" Liu Mang nodded repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master." Then, he asked doubtfully, "But, aren't you coming with me? Liu Mang wants to stay close to Master." Disappointment flashed in Liu Mang's eyes, but he still nodded in agreement. Yan Xuan patted Liu Mang on the shoulder, then darted off towards the Desire Tavern. Lying on the bed, Yan Xuan was exhausted and still shaken by the intense battle. Recalling the near-death experience, the powerful functions of the magical glove flashed through his mind. He fondled the life-saving treasure with obvious delight. What exactly was this thing? Was it really related to the Nine Yang Energy? Many questions about the glove filled Yan Xuan's mind.

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