Zhenhai Temple Demoness

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Drip...drip...blood dripped from the bed onto the floor tiles, leaving the bedroom floor a mess, splattered with blood everywhere. The entire room seemed shrouded in a bloody mist. In the damp, stench-filled air, two naked human figures could be seen on the bed, one straddling the other, feasting...sizzle...her teeth bit down hard into the corpse's neck muscles, tearing off a whole strip of flesh. Her sharp teeth immediately began to chew rapidly. At this moment, blood seeped from the corpse's wounds again. She found the bleeding spots and sucked them in with incredible force. With superhuman strength and miraculous magic, a living person was reduced to a skeleton in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that this person was not a cultivator or a Buddhist with supernatural powers, and that the flesh and blood were just ordinary flesh and blood. Without needing to expend any more energy or magic to absorb the poison, she wiped herself clean, turned around, and was suddenly dressed in a brand-new, sexy, and alluring outfit. The outfit was essentially a semi-transparent white bodysuit, highlighting her high, firm breasts with nipples barely concealed, her rounded buttocks perfectly rounded, and her slender legs adorned with embroidered floral patterns. On her feet were white, human-skin high-heeled embroidered shoes, the toes stained crimson with human blood. Her beautiful hands wore white lace gloves, the ends of which were slit to allow long, sharp, crimson fingernails to protrude. Two dazzling, large gemstone necklaces adorned her long neck, and her beautiful eyes were captivating and venomous. A white veil draped over her shoulders. She looked herself up and down, then activated her incantation, and the wind began to rise from her feet as she prepared to take flight. Just then, a shout came from outside the hall: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

She was taken aback at first, then a smirk appeared on her lips. She released the spell, aimed at the fat man's skeleton, and with a gust of wind, the skeleton was rolled into a ball and tossed into a corner. With a wave of her hands, a cloud of dust fell, landing all around the bedroom. The bloodstains on the floor tiles and bed were completely invisible to the naked eye, as if nothing had happened. She had truly mastered a clever illusion. She was quite satisfied with herself. In a flash, the spot was empty... The one calling for senior brother was none other than the big-faced lama, short and sleazy, who was also muddle-headed. So the other senior brothers often slapped him. They got used to slapping him, and his face often swelled up. Tonight, he was supposed to be on duty for the first half of the night, and the fat man for the second half. But when they met the fat senior brother in front of the main hall, the senior brother told him to get lost. Perhaps he was in such a hurry that he forgot to slap the big-faced lama. The big-faced lama was uncomfortable, and seeing that it wasn't even the second half of the night yet, he actually came running to find his senior brother.

The entrance to the main hall was dark and silent, without a sound. Big Face, always oblivious to the danger, had come to the hall because he couldn't find his senior brother. He remembered that a woman was staying there today, but he was often bullied and relegated to kitchen chores, never having a chance to talk to a woman. Now, however, she had come to him. Being poor, he was fearless, and he wanted to see what the woman looked like. So he pushed open the hall door, and after a few creaks, he stepped inside. In the dim moonlight, he looked left and right, but saw nothing. A figure appeared, and just as he was wondering what was going on, he saw a woman's coarse clothes lying on the altar. He figured the female benefactor had gone to rest. The big-faced man, though not inherently bad, murmured "Amitabha" and backed away… Unexpectedly, his back pressed against a soft body. Startled, he realized this wasn't his fat senior brother's body. Turning around, he saw an incredibly handsome face. Though a smile played on her lips, it was a cold one. Her eyes were fixed on him with a chilling gaze, like a she-wolf eyeing its prey. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke first: "Little monk, where are you going?" The big-faced monk quickly lowered his head and took a step back: "Female benefactor, I came to look for my senior brother, but I couldn't find him. It's getting late, so I'm going back..." But a glance revealed the woman's extraordinary clothing—semi-transparent, undoubtedly made of silk. Such a thin garment must be a priceless treasure, costing a fortune. Furthermore, the woman wore only this clothing, her full breasts and buttocks completely exposed, her nipples and the triangle between her legs appearing and disappearing intermittently. He was captivated, even drooling.

She shouted: "What are you looking at?" This shout was imbued with magic; an ordinary person hearing it would collapse to the ground, ready to devour her. But the big-faced monk not only didn't fall, but stared at her even more intently. Not only did he not fall, but his lower body also became erect. She then sneered fiercely: "Hmph!" This time, she used even more magic. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been deafened. The big-faced monk merely shuddered and then looked up blankly at her body. This was the first time she had failed, and failed inexplicably at that. Somewhat annoyed, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. It was this same slap that had sent even a spider demon with hundreds of years of cultivation flying back then. But this big-faced monk, after taking the slap, only spun around several times on the spot. Blood seeped from his face, nose, and mouth, but his body did not fall. He stood there, still leering at her. She took a step back, thinking: I didn't expect this bald monk to be so extraordinary. Could he have some cultivation? I originally wanted to eat him and leave quickly. It seems that this kind of cultivation is worth digesting. Anyway, it's still early before dawn. I shouldn't waste it like that big fat pig before.

Little did she know, this man with the large face had endured years of stoicism, his lust honed to an extraordinary level. Driven by lust, he could even break her immobilization spell. Coupled with his virginity, he was naturally immune to all evil. As for surviving a powerful slap, that was because he was beaten daily; his senior brothers were all merciless, slapping him relentlessly. Having been beaten every day, he was already used to it. Not to mention her, even a giant spirit capable of moving mountains and filling seas might not be able to knock him down with a single slap.

At this moment, she coldly approached the man with the large face, wrapping her arms around his waist. Her long fingernails were already prepared, and she began to grope him haphazardly. The man with the large face had never seen anything like this before and was at a loss, simply staring at her with a dumbfounded smile.

"Little monk, your face is dirty. Shall I wash it for you?" She then stuck out her tongue and licked the monk's face repeatedly. In the blink of an eye, the blood that had just been slapped was completely cleaned. She savored the taste, slightly disappointed. This wasn't the blood of a cultivator or Buddhist master; it had no magical power. However, the monk's virgin body was full of yang energy.

"Little monk, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"We ring the bell twice every night, once in the first half and once in the second half, with our respective lamas on duty." "Fine, it's still early anyway, I'll play with you for a bit." With that, she tore off her cloak, hugged the monk, and wrapped her legs around his, using a tumble technique. The monk hadn't expected this; in fact, he hadn't thought of anything at all. They tumbled to the ground together. Now the monk was frightened. "Female benefactor, there's a difference between men and women. This isn't right!" *Slap!* A hard slap across the face. Blood flowed from Big Face's face, nose, and mouth again.

"What's wrong?"

"Very good, very good..." Big Face whimpered, his face covered in blood.

Seeing the blood, she became unceremonious, bending down again and licking the blood from Big Face's face with her tongue.

Suddenly, she felt something strange in her lower body. Reaching down, she found Big Face's penis, erect.

Hmph, a bunch of bald monks! She wanted to make Big Face suffer, so she pinched his nose and bit his mouth. She sucked hard. Big Face felt like his heart was being sucked out, kicking wildly. Seeing that the time was right, she released her mouth. Big Face coughed. She had intended to be smug, but unexpectedly, Big Face's penis became even more erect.

She was really aroused. She stood up, using her magic and strength, and in a few swift movements, tore off all of Big Face's clothes. Then she grabbed Big Face and threw him onto the bed. She also took off all her clothes, let out a strange cry, and jumped onto the bed naked.

Big Face panicked, struggling frantically with his hands. She repeatedly pushed his hands away and pressed down on him, a back-and-forth struggle ensuing. Her nipples rubbed against Big Face's head and ears, the soft sensation gradually relaxing him. Then, the nipples slowly moved down, rubbing against his nipples. Big Face felt both pleasure and shame, so he simply closed his eyes, lying sprawled on the bed, too afraid to move. She then licked from Big Face's left palm to his right, biting hard every time her mouth passed his nipples, continuing her licking... She moved down to the penis, licking the coronal sulcus with her tongue, then swallowed the entire penis in one gulp and immediately began to stroke it. Big Face started to moan, the sound growing louder and louder, and she went faster and faster. Suddenly, a gush of liquid shot into her mouth. She immediately began to manipulate it, constantly pulling in and out. Before long, Big Face's penis had weakened. She climbed to Big Face's side, looking at him fiercely. Strangely enough, Big Face became excited again. This time, she used her hands to spread her labia, aimed at Big Face's penis, and sat down. After a few strokes, Big Face ejaculated again. Even if Big Face were a Vajra descended to earth, she wouldn't have that much semen. By this time, Big Face was covered in sweat and couldn't even lift her hands. Feeling she'd had enough, she raised her hands, and ten long fingernails sprouted, scratching Big Face's face. "Ah..." Several bloody marks appeared, but this time no more blood flowed. Then, the ten long fingernails continued to poke, scratch, slash, and stab at Big Face's face and chest. Even her toes grew long, blood-red nails, which began to scrape Big Face's legs, pieces of flesh falling from them. Finally, Big Face fainted from the pain. But she wasn't done playing. She stuck out her long tongue and continued licking the blood from Big Face's face, her arms encircling his neck. When her tongue moved to Big Face's left temple, she suddenly thrust and stabbed, her tongue piercing through the temple and disappearing inside. Big Face was too weak to speak and died. The other woman didn't stop, greedily absorbing Big Face's last life essence, brain matter… After a short while, she stood up, waved her hand again, put on her white stockings, and with another wave, a gust of wind blew Big Face's corpse to a corner. Then, she channeled her inner energy, flew out of the hall, and disappeared into the night.

[The End]

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