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"Calm down first, I'll go prepare," Ning Feiya said, releasing his hand. Long Aotian felt extremely lost. Perhaps it was because he couldn't hear or see, and his mind was shrouded in darkness, that his will had become exceptionally fragile. He
stood there for an unknown amount of time before Ning Feiya's hand came back to him, and her soft, fragrant body leaned against him. Long Aotian didn't know why, but he quite enjoyed the warmth of the moment. During this time, Ning Feiya spoke to him by writing on her palm. Inspired by the atmosphere, Long Aotian naturally responded with a constant stream of sweet and tender words. After a long while, Ning Feiya finally got to the point: "My method is derived from the ancient shaman's ritual of praying to the heavens. Once it begins, bizarre and fantastical illusions will appear one after another, and extraterrestrial demons will descend to hinder your path to enlightenment. Therefore, Aotian, you must hold fast to your principles and not lose your way, or the consequences will be dire." "Feiya, don't worry... I've also read those Taoist demon-repelling scriptures and Buddhist magic-subduing tomes in the archives."
Ning Feiya was well-read and knew some ancient secret techniques, so Long Aotian wasn't surprised at all. His expression remained cold and confident, but he also perked up. His martial arts were unparalleled in the world, and he was only one step away from the realm of a true immortal on land, where he could communicate with the heavens and man. Occasionally, during periods of seclusion and meditation, he would have seen some incomprehensible and bizarre realms. Although there were no serious consequences afterward, it made Long Aotian realize that the world was vast and mysterious, and should never be underestimated.
"Hmm... Alright, Rou'er and Hongxia will also be participating in this exercise. Would you like to say hello to them?" "Oh, Rou'er and Hongxia are here too... Really, Feiya, why didn't you tell me sooner? Hmm... Feiya, what you're saying sounds so mysterious. Won't it have any effect on Rou'er and Hongxia?" "
No, there won't be any danger for them." "That's good... Rou'er, Hongxia... Where are you? I've been acupunctured by Fei Ya and am now deaf and blind. I'm so pitiful."
Perhaps the darkness in his heart was interfering with Long Aotian's mind. Even he, who was always cold and arrogant, couldn't help but make a prank, stretching out his hands and making a pitiful face.
After a long while, a soft hand slowly grasped his hand. It was a slender and smooth hand with long nails. Long Aotian immediately knew that it was Li Hongxia's hand. But after holding her hand, he felt that her palm was full of sweat and extremely hot. He asked unconsciously, "Hongxia, are you very tired? Your hands are all sweaty."
After asking, Long Aotian noticed that Li Hongxia's hand suddenly stiffened and trembled slightly. After a long while, she slowly traced lines on her palm and said: "Sister Fei Ya asked us to prepare a lot of things earlier. We couldn't ask others to do it. We've been busy until now, so I'm a little tired and a little hot." Long Aotian was somewhat suspicious of Li Hongxia's explanation, but didn't think much of it, assuming that Ning Feiya had already decided on this course of action, but was afraid he would object, so she kept it from him until everything was ready.
"Thank you for your hard work. What about Rou'er?"
To Long Aotian's surprise, Li Hongxia's answers were always a beat behind.
"Rou'er is performing a ritual dance... According to Sister Feiya, it can't stop, so she can't come over." "What a pity, I can't see Rou'er's dance now, what a pity."
Long Aotian lamented. At this moment, Ning Feiya came over and took Long Aotian's other hand, gently writing: "You can go and hold Rou'er's hand, it's alright, Rou'er is also working very hard."... After being led a few steps by Ning Feiya's hand, she let go, and then her other hand, covered in sweat, grasped Long Aotian's hand.
"Rou'er, you've worked hard."
Her soft, delicate hands were damp with sweat. Based on what had happened earlier, Long Aotian assumed it was from Tang Rou dancing too much, and quickly comforted her gently. Tang Rou's hands trembled uncontrollably, which Long Aotian wasn't surprised by, since she was dancing. However, what Long Aotian found odd was that Tang Rou's hands kept pulling downwards. Was Tang Rou dancing while lying on the ground?
Tang Rou didn't write words on Long Aotian's palms; she simply held his hand tightly, but it kept unconsciously pulling downwards. To hold Tang Rou's hand tighter, Long Aotian couldn't help but bend down slightly. He couldn't help but imagine Tang Rou half-lying or half-kneeling on the ground, performing a frenzied dance. He couldn't help but smile, determined to coax Tang Rou into dancing for him again sometime in the future, to see if her expression was as shy and strange as he had imagined.
Long Aotian wasn't particularly surprised by Tang Rou's strange dance. Although he didn't know much about it, he had read about it in books. Witchcraft was often known for its bizarre and strange aspects, and witch dance, as a crucial part of witchcraft, was even more bizarre, like a shamanistic ritual. That's why it was condemned as heresy after civilization was established. He also understood the strange smell around him; it was probably the odor emanating from the sacrificial offerings.
Tang Rou's hands trembled more violently and strangely, moving up and down, making Long Aotian feel as if she were being tossed about in a raging storm. After a moment, the extreme movement subsided into stillness, her palms sweating profusely. Her previously loosely clasped hands suddenly clenched tightly, as if she wanted to tell someone something. Long Aotian didn't understand, so he could only offer a comforting smile, holding Tang Rou's hand tightly with one hand and gently patting the back of her hand with the other. In Long Aotian's experience, when he didn't understand what a woman was thinking, expressing gentleness was always the right thing to do.
【Well done, Aotian! Your encouragement has really comforted Rou'er… She said she'll find a chance to dance for you again sometime.】 "Hehe, Rou'er, you've worked hard. I'm really looking forward to it! If you don't dance as well next time, I'll laugh at you!"
Holding Tang Rou's hand in her right hand and Li Hongxia's hand in her left, Ning Feiya gently slid her fingertips along the back of Long Aotian's neck and continued writing: 【Aotian, now we're officially beginning the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony. First, you must loudly declare who you are, who we are, what our relationship is, and how it came about. This is very important. Speak slowly, because after you finish speaking, we also need to report to Heaven. So you must wait until I tell you it's okay before continuing. The Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony must be performed according to the procedure; there can be no deviation, and absolutely no deception or falsehood is allowed. Otherwise, you'll offend Heaven and be finished.】 Long Aotian was somewhat puzzled. Was the witchcraft ceremony really that complicated? However, he still truthfully told Ning Feiya everything aloud, as she had requested. Long Aotian genuinely loved the three women, so his words were sincere and full of tenderness. After he finished, he noticed that Tang Rou and Li Hongxia's hands were trembling quite violently, assuming it was due to their emotions.
A while later, Ning Feiya continued writing: "[Aotian, what you said is so good, I'm so moved. Without further ado, let's begin. Hold Rou'er and Hongxia's hands tightly, don't let go. Next, it's Hongxia's turn to perform the witch dance. Also, drink this.]" A cup was handed to Long Aotian's lips. Without suspicion, he drank it down in large gulps. The liquid tasted bitter and indescribable, like bitter medicine. After swallowing, a surge of heat rose up his throat and into his dantian. His sealed true energy began to stir, fearing it would soon break free of the drug's seal. But Long Aotian couldn't care less. He felt his whole body heating up, the ground beneath his feet inexplicably turning into cotton. Though he was standing, he felt unsteady on his feet, his consciousness soaring, experiencing indescribable pleasure.
"Hold fast to your true self…do not lose your way," Ning Feiya's fingertip flicked, instantly bringing Long Aotian back to his senses. He quickly calmed his mind, resisting the rising pleasure, repeatedly reciting the Taoist Heart-Cleansing Mantra and the Buddhist Six-Syllable Mantra.
In his hazy, dreamlike state, Long Aotian felt Li Hongxia's soft hand gripping him tightly, half her body leaning against him, swaying violently. At the same time, Tang Rou also seemed to be leaning against him, writhing incessantly, seemingly doing something else. But Long Aotian had no time to investigate, focusing only on fighting the intense, intoxicating sensations within him. In his hazy,
dreamlike state, both Tang Rou and Li Hongxia seemed to have stopped moving. Instead, Ning Feiya had somehow appeared in front of him, placing her hands on his shoulders, swaying back and forth, her long, slender fingers digging into his flesh as if in great discomfort… Long Aotian had no time to investigate further; in his hazy state, he only felt Ning Feiya's jade-like fingers repeatedly writing his name.
[Aotian, Aotian, Aotian... Aotian...] A surge of pleasure welled up within him. Stimulated by the later-released drugs, his true energy suddenly broke through the blockage, returning to his meridians in an instant. However, perhaps due to the effects of the drugs, it became as slow as an ox pulling a cart. Even so, a faint light gradually appeared before his eyes, and he heard subtle sounds. After his true energy recovered, Ning Feiya's acupoint blockage gradually lost its effect.
As his true energy returned, the abnormality in his body became increasingly obvious. As if he had drunk a hundred pounds of fine wine, he felt that the world before him was full of illusions, unable to see clearly.
Despite the confusion and disorientation, Ning Feiya's peerless beauty, capable of captivating all beings, gradually became clear. But at this moment, Ning Feiya's expression was something Long Aotian could not understand.
Her beautiful eyes were glazed over, her tongue protruding, she looked like she was in ecstasy, possessing a bewitching and alluring beauty that Long Aotian had never seen before. He shook his head... His mind was frozen, completely unable to function, he could only stare blankly at Ning Feiya before him, instinctively murmuring a calming incantation.
In his daze, his gaze shifted downwards, revealing glimpses of flesh. Long Aotian wasn't unfamiliar with women's bodies, but he had never seen one so breathtaking. A perfect jade body, a masterpiece of creation, was kneeling, swaying back and forth, its two swaying mounds of white flesh completely captivating Long Aotian's gaze.
The perfect body swayed back and forth, causing Long Aotian to sway along with it, making him feel even more dizzy and disoriented.
Occasionally, as he glanced around, he seemed to see two other naked bodies to his left and right, each with its own unique features, both with the same bewitching and lewd expression.
No clothes on! What are they doing!
Unable to react, Long Aotian could only stare blankly. In the dizzying moment, he vaguely saw an unusually blurry shadow behind Ning Feiya. This shadow bumped into Ning Feiya, causing her to sway back and forth, and making him extremely uncomfortable.
"What...is...this...going..."
There was no answer, only something like a test tube was placed to Long Aotian's lips. Bitter liquid slowly slid down, and then Long Aotian knew nothing more. Dizziness,
disorientation, trance, ecstasy... The darkness before Long Aotian's eyes was so blissful, tempting him to eternal damnation. His recitation of the six-syllable mantra for purifying the heart was broken and intermittent. The last glimmer of clarity was like a candle flame in the wind, weak and feeble. At this moment...Long Aotian suddenly saw a pair of glassy eyes...like two bright moons illuminating the darkness before him, seemingly reflecting the myriad joys and sorrows of the world, seemingly praising the many separations and reunions of human life.
Ruthlessness, love, obsession, hatred, mockery… In those eyes, Long Aotian saw countless contradictory emotions, some benevolent, some not.
“Who are you…”
His lips trembled, desperately wanting to utter those words, but he found he lacked even the strength to open his mouth.
“And who are you…”
Six voices, male and female, rang out simultaneously, each uttering an indescribable, imposing, and eerie question.
“I…I am Long Aotian…”
“No…you are not.”
“Then…who am I…”
“You must remember who you are…”
Long Aotian murmured, receiving a cryptic answer. Just as Long Aotian was confused, a white, ethereal figure suddenly appeared before him, then slowly departed. Long Aotian's heart stirred, and he tried desperately to follow.
No matter how fast he chased, he couldn't catch the figure. After chasing for an unknown amount of time, his vision brightened, and Long Aotian found himself in a strange place.
On the molten lava land, countless wronged souls and vengeful spirits struggled and sank, scorched by the lava, torturing and killing each other... a scene of purgatory, with wails and screams accompanied by resentment rising to the heavens. A black sun hung in the sky, absorbing the
boundless resentment. According to Ning Feiya, Long Aotian, who thought he had fallen into an illusion, tried to calm himself by chanting incantations, believing it was all an illusion. But when he inadvertently glanced at the black sun, the immense shock completely shattered his defenses.
Within the black sun, a magnificent palace stood, ancient and desolate, as if from the distant past. A man sat on an ancient throne, his hair golden, each strand as dazzling as the sun. His physique was majestic, every curve as if sculpted by heaven and earth, exuding boundless power and beauty. Countless ancient battle markings covered his body, making him as majestic as a god.
But at this moment, this godlike man was on the left side of the throne, committing lewd acts. A seductive and alluring woman was crawling like a bitch, being repeatedly violated from behind by the man. A woman with a pure and innocent face, petite in stature but with a magnificent chest, was pressed against the man's back, rubbing against him lewdly.
Judging from their appearances, those two women were none other than Li Hongxia and Tang Rou.
Illusion…this is all an illusion…Om Mani Padme Hum…
he chanted the mantra repeatedly, but the distant sound continued to assault Long Aotian's mind.
"Aotian...save me...save me, let me go... Waaah...don't rape me, I don't want to get pregnant!"
"Sister Hongxia, just accept your fate. You were born to be your master's bitch. Isn't it good to become a sex slave and let your master fuck you?"
This is all an illusion...this is all an illusion...
but at this moment...that white, ethereal figure reappeared before Long Aotian. But to Long Aotian's utter despair, that white figure actually walked towards the dark sun, ignoring his cries. In a daze, the white figure seemed to leave behind a calm statement:
"You must remember who you are. " "I am Long Aotian... Fei Ya, come back quickly... I am Long Aotian!"
Watching that fairy-like figure disappear into the black sun, then undress and lean intimately into the man's arms, Long Aotian's rationality collapsed instantly... He stopped chanting and calming his mind, and rushed towards the black sun like a madman. But to his despair, no matter how hard he chased, the black sun remained high in the sky, far away and unreachable.
As Long Aotian gazed upon the perfect woman, as beautiful as a fairy, her face alluring as she took the man's thick, long penis into her body, letting out passionate moans, a surge of rage suddenly rose from every cell in his body. It was as if it had been accumulating for millions of years, waiting to erupt at this moment. Countless bizarre and fantastical images flashed through his mind, and he let out a shrill roar, as if to vent the resentment and anger from millions of years ago once again: "Taiyi...you deserve to die."
But the response to Long Aotian was an even angrier roar, like that of a ferocious beast: "Ji Xuanyuan...you deserve to die..."
...
"When Aotian comes later, Hongxia, you'd better cooperate well. If you mess it up, you can prepare to live in this illusion for the rest of your life."
Li Hongxia was stunned, looking around. The room in front of her was eerie and ghostly. Tang Rou was riding on Wang Qi's corpse, rising and falling. In this situation, why did they have to send Long Aotian? Was he going to drag everyone to their deaths?
But Ning Feiya left after uttering those words, leaving Li Hongxia alone.
"Yan Ning, Yan Shuang... are you alright?"
Since Li Hongxia entered this place, her recurring hallucinations, which made her feel like she was in the deepest hell, had stopped. Although she was mentally exhausted, she had barely regained some clarity. Tang Rou's eerie demeanor chilled her to the bone, so she dared not disturb her. She quietly asked the two beautiful women who were kneeling naked beside her, their fingers dripping blood, yet their expressions were strangely willing.
The two women remained silent, kneeling like puppets, ignoring Li Hongxia's question. Heartbroken, Li Hongxia looked at Tang Rou, and upon seeing her, her chill deepened.
When she left, she had already confirmed that Wang Qi's body was corroded by poison, his meridians were broken, his internal organs were rotting, and his flesh and bones were decaying. He was definitely dead. But now, Wang Qi's penis was erect. What was going on?
Mustering her courage, Li Hongxia walked to Wang Qi's corpse and examined it again. It was still the same—flesh and blood rotted, heart stopped beating, no breath, and even the stench of death beginning to rise. It was definitely dead beyond any doubt.
"Ah... Sister Hongxia, Master's big cock feels so good fucking me! Why don't you come and fuck Master's pussy too, to apologize and atone for your sins?"
Tang Rou swayed her hips passionately, not stopping even when she saw Li Hongxia approaching. Instead, she asked with a pure and innocent expression, as if she were asking Li Hongxia if she had eaten.
"No... no..."
After being subjected to Ning Feiya's terrifying methods, Li Hongxia's courage had completely vanished. The heavy sense of terror wouldn't dissipate, and seeing Tang Rou's bizarre scene of making love with a corpse sent chills down her spine.
Although unattended, Li Hongxia dared not leave. Even with her ruthlessness and viciousness, she couldn't bear to relive the torment she had endured in the illusion over the past six hours. The memories of being tortured and killed countless times were so vivid that they still filled her with a lingering fear, as if she had been resurrected from the dead.
She didn't know how much time had passed before footsteps gradually approached from outside. Li Hongxia's heart tightened, and she turned to see Ning Feiya leading Long Aotian in.
Li Hongxia instinctively shrank into a corner, as did Tang Rou, who froze in shock. Looking at Long Aotian, who remained motionless, Li Hongxia couldn't imagine how he would react when he saw this. But to her surprise, Long Aotian merely frowned, seemingly disgusted by the atmosphere, his eyes fixed blankly ahead, yet his expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen anything. Then, Ning Feiya released Long Aotian's hand and said...
"Don't worry, I've sealed Aotian's deafness and blindness acupoints; he can't see anything now."
Li Hongxia only snapped out of her daze upon hearing this, and in a daze, she realized her back was soaked with sweat. Turning her head, she saw Tang Rou also looking exhausted, seemingly hesitant and afraid, as she slowly stood up.
But Ning Feiya walked over, gently pressing Tang Rou's shoulders and pushing her back down, saying, "Don't be afraid... Aotian can't see, what are you afraid of... In front of Aotian, properly atone to Qi'er, say everything you usually dare not do or say. That's how you can better lessen your sins, isn't it?"
"Really... really?"
"Really... You have to believe me, okay? Properly... atone for your sins."
As she said the last three words, Li Hongxia clearly saw the azure halo in Ning Feiya's eyes intensify, and then Tang Rou clearly began to dazed and confused, finally murmuring words of atonement, atonement, before regaining her senses, her expression flushed with an extremely beautiful, emotional blush.
"Hmm... Eldest sister is right. Rou'er should take this opportunity while Brother Aotian is here to properly atone for her sins. Only in this way can Rou'er slightly lessen the sins she has committed against her master."
Ning Feiya smiled with satisfaction, reaching down to Tang Rou's crotch and giving her a hard squeeze as a reward, making Tang Rou even more excited and aroused. Then Ning Feiya went into the next room, took out a video camera, walked to Li Hongxia, and handed it to her, smiling gracefully, "Hongxia, you must film everything properly. Qi'er has always been a little afraid of Aotian, and I'm very worried about it. The path of the strong is the way; how can one tolerate even the slightest shadow? So I plan to film this exciting scene for Qi'er to see. I want Qi'er to see..." "When he sees the three of us offering ourselves to him in front of Aotian, he'll surely be lessened by his unnecessary fear."
Li Hongxia took the camera, her soft hands trembling slightly. When Ning Feiya's words included her, she wanted to beg for mercy, but when Ning Feiya's eyes, radiating a glassy halo, swept over her, she couldn't utter a word. Those beautiful eyes were so eerie, seemingly containing endless terror as if they contained all the evil in the world, yet also carrying endless love as if they contained all the good in the world. The vast world and all its myriad affairs were contained within them, carrying inhuman majesty and boundless coercion. With just one glance, it seemed to easily break through her defenses and shatter the newly risen desire to resist.
Seeing the camera powered on, Ning Feiya smiled contentedly and walked to Long Aotian's side, standing beside him. She then took his hand, her delicate body slowly leaning against him. Gazing at the camera, she spoke in a cool yet alluringly passionate voice, "Qi'er, it's a pity you can't witness this in person, but you should be quite familiar with the person beside me."
Although she didn't act out of character, in Li Hongxia's eyes, Ning Feiya seemed to have suddenly transformed into a different person. While her demeanor remained as aloof and ethereal as a celestial being, her words and eyes carried a deeply captivating allure.
"That's right… he is my fiancé, my beloved… Long Aotian. Perhaps you're wondering why I brought him here…"

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