[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 12

Volume 4, Chapter 3: The Consequences of Anger are Terrible
: 9-22 4:50:56 Word Count: 9061

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyin took out his phone, made a call, and said in an extremely weak voice, "Come quickly, to the artificial island in the center of the artificial lake! Fifteen seconds, if you're late, you can just wait to collect my corpse!" "
Phew!" Lan Si and Mi Xiang both breathed a long sigh of relief, thankful that Wang Xiaoyin hadn't foolishly rushed forward to his death. More than twenty such experts—even two experts at the Damo Xuan Realm wouldn't dare to fight head-on. They could only use some simple Five Elements techniques. Unless a Moon-level expert came, able to mobilize a large amount of the Five Elements in the world, they wouldn't have a sure chance of victory.
Fifteen seconds—not long, not short—just a few more breaths and it would be over. The more than twenty martial arts experts from the Ye family dared not act rashly. They didn't know what Wang Xiaoyin had said; they would rather wait for Wang Xiaoyin to make the first move than dare to act rashly themselves.
A high-pitched, chilling wolf howl echoed through the night, filling the air with a desolate chill. A golden figure, accompanied by blurry phantoms, shot towards the small island in the lake like lightning. She barely touched the water, covering the hundreds of meters as if in a single stride.
Wang Xiaoyin, who had stood firm until now, nearly fainted upon seeing the golden wolf before her.
Ruth was shimmering with golden light, her golden wolf ears standing erect. Her face wasn't distorted, only a phantom obscured her true features. She was about three meters tall, her back slightly hunched due to the transformation. Her hands had become claws, sharp wolf nails like scissors, gleaming coldly in the moonlight. Only a white pendant around her neck emitted a soft glow in the moonlight, as pure as holy light.
Everything seemed normal; Wang Xiaoyin had seen Ruth's transformation in private, but she was wearing a sexy white lace bra and matching thong underwear—both were see-through lingerie. This outfit was, of course, a gift from Wang Xiaoyin, but no one expected her to wear it out in public. A few strands of golden down peeked out from her bare skin, cutely exposed.
"You...you finally came..." Wang Xiaoyin collapsed weakly to the ground, his eyes rolling back, looking like he was about to die—all from the shock of Ruth's attire. However, combined with the bloodstains covering him, it looked exactly like someone seriously injured and nearing the end.
Mi Xiang and Lan Si both gasped in surprise, wanting to help Wang Xiaoyin, but Ruth beat them to it. Ruth was like lightning; the moment Wang Xiaoyin's body tilted, she was there. The huge difference in height made it seem like she was lifting him up like a chick. "I'm not late, am I? It's only been ten seconds. Hey, don't scare me!" The rugged werewolf revealed a gentle, adorable demeanor—this scene was terrifying beyond belief, and the real terror was about to unfold.
Wang Xiaoyin was just exaggerating his displeasure; little did he expect her to take it seriously. With half-open, cold eyes, he pointed at the surrounding men in black and said, "Kill them! Kill them all! Except for the women, kill them all!"
The Arbitrators of the Illusion Sword Sect and Ghost Sword Lu Shuqing, who had been standing casually in the tree just moments before, immediately turned into wisps of green smoke and fled like bats upon hearing Wang Xiaoyin's smug command. He was a little puzzled: "The werewolf royal family? How come she's in the East?"
The higher one's martial arts skill, the more sensitive their senses. What is power? What is the difference in power? Just look at Ruth's astonishing aura. Although the two Arbitrators were pedantic, they weren't stupid. When their lives were threatened, they could only flee. Ghost Sword, having had another fortuitous encounter, possessed martial arts skills that were at least equal to, if not greater than, one of the Arbitrators of the Illusion Sword Sect. Naturally, he could see this too and fled in the opposite direction from the Arbitrators.
Ruth thought Wang Xiaoyin was only referring to the twenty-odd men in black below and didn't take those in the tree seriously, letting them escape. But for the twenty-odd men below, it was cruel. Sharp claws traced graceful arcs, like the most elegant tailor, turning living martial arts masters into piles of minced meat.
"Brothers, run!" Ye Muyi shouted, but six or seven of his men were already dead. Six or seven masters had died in the blink of an eye—the disparity was too great; they didn't even have the ability to fight back. "Our attacks are ineffective against her!"
He was right; he had some knowledge. Their so-called palm wind true energy couldn't even penetrate the golden light surrounding Ruth, let alone her resilient beastly body. One of them heard the order to retreat but didn't have time to turn around before Ruth pierced his heart. For the first time, he felt the power of his own heartbeat. Then everything went black, and he seemed to hear his heart explode.
"Awooo! No one is getting away!" Ruth seemed addicted to killing; whoever was furthest from her died first. Like lightning, any movement technique was ineffective against her; the disparity was too great, resulting in a one-sided massacre.
Lan Si patted her wildly beating heart, silently praying and thanking the gods. She gripped the emergency distress device tightly, her hands sweating profusely. She'd seen this kind of bloody slaughter countless times; she was indifferent, not even blinking.
Mi Xiang's fate was far more tragic. Although she was the leader of a sect, she was too young and inexperienced. Wang Xiaoyin's few stabs alone made her stomach churn, and after witnessing Ruth's brutal massacre, she even vomited her breakfast.
Twenty-seven people—none even had a chance to escape to the surface; all died under Ruth's claws. After the killing, Ruth even howled triumphantly to the sky. It seemed to be a habit, something the wolf clan could never change. There were
so many fearless people! At this moment, five people actually flew towards the artificial island in the middle of the lake, their splashing sounds somewhat chaotic. They were all very fast, landing in the center of the island in the blink of an eye. Then they shouted, "Sect Leader, your subordinate… ugh…" and bent over to vomit.
Fortunately, five beautiful young women arrived; otherwise, Ruth might have already pounced on them and torn them to pieces.
Wang Xiaoyin glanced at the five young women, noticing their similar demeanor to Mi Xiang. They wore light blue ancient-style silk robes, had willow-leaf eyebrows and long eyes, and alluring figures; they were likely women from the Taiyin Sect. Since he had nothing to do with them anymore, he ignored Mi Xiang and instructed Ruth and Lan Si, "Let's go back!"
Mi Xiang stared at Wang Xiaoyin and the others as they left with a complicated expression, remaining motionless for a long time, lost in thought.
"Sect Leader, who are they?" The Taiyin Sect disciple, who had just finished vomiting, finally spoke, noticing Mi Xiang's strange expression, and asked.
"I don't know! But it's definitely terrifying!" Then, in a very weak voice, she added, "Luckily, it's the Asura Protector I chose. Just like in the legends, 'He's bloodthirsty, he's cruel, he has countless strange subordinates, and he's also the protector of the Nine Netherworld Yakshas. With him around, the Yakshas never have to fight; they're like wives, sheltered under his power!'"
The next day, Wang Xiaoyin boarded the maglev train to Furong City, yawning constantly. Lan San and Lan Si were beside him, flanking him. His listless state annoyed many overly affectionate men, who felt sorry for the two beautiful women beside him and volunteered to approach him.
"Get lost!" This was the same word Lan San and Lan Si uttered in unison, shooing away the three people sitting opposite them. The train seats were arranged in a 3-3 configuration, with a small table in the middle for food and snacks. The three of them were crammed together, leaving the comfortable seats opposite them empty.
"Ahhh! So sleepy!" Wang Xiaoyin nestled into Lan San's arms, using her warm, soft body as a pillow, his hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist. Lan San gently patted his back, like soothing a child to sleep, a faint smile on her face. Lan Si was equally sleepy, only slightly closing her eyes. She couldn't be so willful as to climb on top of her master; such treatment was reserved for the master's wife or lover, certainly not a sex slave. It was precisely because Lan Si was also sleepy that Wang Xiaoyin didn't cling to her; otherwise, Lan Si would have been the perfect pillow choice.
Last night, less than half an hour after he returned to the Su residence, sirens blared near the artificial lake in the community. The scene was beyond chaotic, keeping them awake. Fortunately, their crime-solving skills were high enough that no police could track them to the Su residence; otherwise, their sleeplessness would have been far more than just being unable to sleep.
Thirty-odd lives lost—this was a major case, alarming even the newly appointed mayor, Li Yun. However, she only asked one question: Was it a shooting? The officer said no. Li Yun immediately hung up, saying, "You handle it yourselves." These details were revealed when Ni Xiu and Qiu Linlin called at dawn, as they now belonged to Li Yun's Enforcement Bureau, a special department specifically overseeing the illegal possession of firearms. Their power was slightly greater than that of a regular police station; they were informed of all cases immediately and had the authority to decide whether to intervene.
Wang Xiaoyin still remembered Su Feifei's pitiful appearance before leaving, her pink lips pouting, repeating over two hundred times in ten minutes—"You must come back tonight! You must come back to accompany me to this important banquet!" Only then did Wang Xiaoyin understand Su Feifei's ultimate weapon—cuteness combined with pitifulness! These two expressions combined were irresistible, even to seasoned veterans. Especially to a man like Wang Xiaoyin, who felt some sympathy for her pitiful past, a slight liking for her cute appearance, and a hint of wickedness towards her sexy figure.
The maglev train is faster than a passenger plane, taking only forty minutes to reach Hibiscus City in the eastern part of Coral Kingdom. Hibiscus City is also a prosperous metropolis, surrounded by the sea on three sides, with fresh and mild air, making it a great place for vacations. It enjoys abundant sunshine, a beautiful environment, and is also a pilot city for new energy. On the wide streets, although there is a lot of traffic, the exhaust fumes are minimal, and the air is as clear and serene as a painting.
Traditional gasoline-powered cars still make up a significant portion, accounting for a quarter of the total number of vehicles. This is the lowest percentage among the major cities of Coral Kingdom. Because gasoline-powered cars accelerate and decelerate quickly, coupled with people's rebellious and nostalgic feelings, it will take a long time for them to completely disappear.
Wang Xiaoyin stepped onto this land again, and every time he got off the train, he felt a sense of warmth. Perhaps this is the feeling of home. For a child who has never had a home, this feeling is something he cherishes and longs for. So, no matter how busy he was, he tried his best to come back, at least once a month. This was an agreement between him and the beast spirit within him, because the blue demons always gathered together every month, like an ancient ritual.
Because of an irreversible event last month, the gathering was delayed. The beast spirit within him was indeed causing trouble, always interfering with him around the full moon, disrupting his stable personality.
At the pick-up point, Ito Sachiko waited alone, motionless, but the longing in her eyes was obvious to everyone. The crowd around her intentionally or unintentionally left a space, preventing them from getting too close, as if separated by an invisible force, which was indeed the case.
She wore a knee-length sleeveless shirt, the snow-white cotton material deliberately wrinkled, giving off a lazy and comfortable vibe. Paired with loose, matching trousers, it was relaxed and casual yet elegant, highlighting the intellectual charm of a mature woman. Her exposed arm was as perfect and alluring as jade, her snow-white skin captivating everyone's eyes like a magnetic field.
Her hairstyle and light makeup were flawless, but they clashed terribly with her attire, even ruining her natural beauty. Her black hair was pulled up high, like an office professional, which clashed drastically with her languidly stylish clothes. Even worse, her delicate features, most captivating of men, were marred by her brightly colored lips, almost completely destroying her alluring beauty. Yet,
this strange combination only made her paradoxically more alluring; her high, firm breasts stood proudly erect, and her overly long shirt couldn't conceal her shapely buttocks—what an absurd outfit, what a bizarrely seductive look.
When Wang Xiaoyin saw Xingzi, he laughed. It was always this strange, ugly makeup, but it always had a surprising effect. He laughed heartily, opening his strong arms. Like a play rehearsed countless times, Xingzi, as happy as a bird, lightly leaped into his arms, the high-speed collision creating a spinning sensation that lingered for a long time.
Lan San and Lan Si each carried a simple LV soft bag containing their usual items. They smiled as they watched their instructor, Xingzi, who was as happy as a girl in love, and their master, whose smile was as warm as spring sunshine. She had witnessed this delightful scene many times, and each time she felt as excited as if she were the heroine herself.
"Master, guess what color underwear Xingzi is wearing today?" Still swirling with happiness, she whispered in Wang Xiaoyin's ear, uttering her first words since they met.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled and kissed her smooth, white earlobe, saying, "I guess Xingzi is still not wearing underwear today, and she's not wearing a bra either!"
"Mmm, Master is bad! You always guess right, you never let Xingzi have her way!" Xingzi's voice was so seductive it could drip water, that trembling voice was like someone who couldn't be satisfied during an orgasm, so plaintive it could crush a man's bones into grains of sand.
"It's my Sachiko who's so stupid! She always uses the same tricks, never changing her ways. But I love silly Sachiko! Did you come in a campervan?"
"Yes, silly Sachiko always gets guessed by her master! Sachiko awaits her master's punishment!"
Everyone around assumed they were a long-separated couple enjoying a tender embrace. They would never have guessed that Wang Xiaoyin and Sachiko were discussing their sex slave game, the one they played every time they met.
The campervan, of course, was a Shenfeng campervan. It didn't look very long or big, but the interior was spacious enough to fit a double soft bed, a simple bar counter, two double sofas, and some basic necessities. Of course, a bathroom was absolutely essential.
Lan San carefully kept her distance from Sachiko. Although she accepted Sachiko's bisexuality, she still had the right to avoid and refuse. Fortunately, Sachiko focused all her passion and attention on Wang Xiaoyin, only giving her a complicated glance. That one glance was enough to make Lan San's heart flutter.
As soon as she entered the RV, Sachiko dropped her disguise. The moment she let her hair down, all the awkwardness vanished. Her languid, mature charm was revealed. Even the previously disastrously chosen shimmering lipstick exuded a deadly allure. She wasn't particularly tall, only about 1.6 meters, but her perfect proportions were unmatched by any other woman.
"Master, Sachiko will tell you another secret!" Ito Sachiko invited Wang Xiaoyin to the sofa, kneeling obediently between his legs, her brows furrowed in shyness. "Master, feel it, there's a very different spot on my body. Hmm, Sachiko's dress is really special, I modified it myself, Master will definitely love it."
Wang Xiaoyin was sleepy and tired, but under Sachiko's enticement, his interest remained undiminished. There were only a few spots on her body that she wanted him to touch and tease. Wang Xiaoyin understood this, and it wasn't the first time they'd done this; each time brought a fresh and exciting feeling. This was a game he and Sachiko never tired of.
Lan San and Lan Si sat obediently on another sofa, like elementary school students watching a teacher's lesson, observing Xingzi's effortless performance and trying to learn from her composure and the lewd aura that emanated from her.
Wang Xiaoyin feigned roughness and clumsiness, his hands groping and kneading her petite body, turning her clothes inside out, but deliberately not unbuttoning them all, only revealing her two D-cup breasts. The protruding, three-dimensional visual effect was a hundred times brighter than the pure white clothes she wore, the bright red cherries a beautiful sight amidst a sea of green.
"Oh... down, down there..." Xingzi realized that Wang Xiaoyin was different from before. In the past, he would always go straight to the point and fiercely thrust into her, continuing until the world seemed to darken before finally stopping. But this time, he seemed to be deliberately mischievous. Even though he knew where it was, just as his hand was about to touch her secret place, he withdrew, continuing to ravage her already sensitive and burning upper body. That's why he couldn't help but speak up, his voice like the cry of a lamb being held in the mouth of a big bad wolf—helpless and docile.
Lan San and Lan Si were already burning with lust, their faces flushed and hearts pounding. But their legs were weak; they wanted to go to the bathroom to shower, but couldn't move an inch. The two stared helplessly at their lustful instructor and their mischievous master.
“Oh? Down...down there? Hehe, I need to take a shower now. The windows on the maglev train are all sealed, and the smell inside is really awful. So, changing my clothes is the first priority.” Wang Xiaoyin grinned wickedly, ignoring the blushing, lustful Sachiko, and headed towards the bathroom.
Lan San and Lan Si, temporarily freed from Sachiko's magical moans and able to move freely again, followed Wang Xiaoyin into the bathroom.
Ito Sachiko lay weakly on the sofa, a bewildered expression on her face. Her lewd expression suddenly became wise and holy. After a moment of contemplation, she nodded even more happily and joyfully, as if receiving guidance from a master. She lifted her long, half-undone shirt, revealing her so-called secret: she had cut the back of her pants open, and with no underwear, the shapely buttocks bulging out from the gap were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
She crawled and twisted like a snake, her face regaining its usual lewd expression, which was also her true expression, as she crawled towards the bathroom. Just as she expected, Lan San and Lan Si had already been taken care of by Wang Xiaoyin in the bathtub, in such a short time. Their faces still bore psychedelic smiles, smiles still lingering from their climax. Their snow-white bodies, still twitching gently in the warm water, created a hypnotic atmosphere, with only their still-open vulva proving it was all real.
"I knew you'd come!" Wang Xiaoyin wiped the water droplets from his forehead and gave Xingzi, who was still crawling, a wicked smile. This smile, though countless, always held a different meaning. Xingzi, deeply fused with the beast's soul within her, understood the meaning of this smile even better; deep within her memory, there were countless such smiles.
“Hehe, silly Sachiko, none of your secrets can be kept from your master… So, Sachiko admits defeat and confesses her secrets. Sachiko understood long ago that your master was toying with her, because only your master knows all the secrets about Sachiko!” Sachiko said, her body still moving, her bare, snowy buttocks protruding as she crawled and twisted in front of Wang Xiaoyin. She knew what her master liked most, and she knew what she should do. She was just waiting, waiting for the happiness that was about to come for the sex slave!
The bathroom floor was a soft, waterproof carpet. Wang Xiaoyin hugged Sachiko from behind and entered an even more secret haven from her secret place.
This was the underground parking lot of the train station, with many people coming and going, but no one would ever notice the hot passion, the almost perverse intensity, and the very strange postures inside the car.
In the bathroom, both of them had extremely long blue hair. The blue hair seemed to have sensitive touch, like octopus tentacles, flexibly reaching into every space, exploring the wonders within. Their hair almost covered the entire bathroom floor, tumbling, tangling, and writhing.
Wang Xiaoyin first controlled a strand of blue hair, wrapping it around Xingzi's eyes, then used another strand to wrap around her mouth and nose, almost suffocating her. Her hands were already bound by another strand of hair, leaving her virtually powerless to resist. Yes, using hair to simulate an SM tool, to make her reach a frenzied pleasure through suffocation, to make her body float to the clouds, and in this floating state, her muscles couldn't control her most sensitive organs, causing her to convulse and lose control of her bladder.
This was exactly the situation Xingzi wanted; the ultimate goal each time was to make her lose control of her bladder due to convulsions. Then, in this frenzy, she could experience continuous, uninterrupted orgasms, like a faucet with its valve malfunctioning, unleashing a pent-up torrent.
This was an SM game played with the closest person, extremely dangerous; if the breathing wasn't controlled properly, fainting could easily occur.
This was Xingzi's favorite game, and unexpectedly, today, with Wang Xiaoyin's unannounced prompting, she received the best "greeting gift." She was surrounded by darkness, and in the dimness, only a strong and powerful man held her tightly from behind, in her favorite position, making her scream. Unfortunately, her mouth was also covered, and she could only make muffled sounds until she began to hallucinate, until her muscles went out of control...

Volume 4, Chapter 4: Don't Blame Me for Being Cruel
: 9-22 4:50:56 Chapter Word Count: 15528

Bathing... Changing clothes, the car started and drove out of the station. In just half an hour, all four of them got what they wanted. Lan San was driving, and she drove very slowly because she knew that the instructor must really want to be with his master at this time. Lan Si was having a wonderful dream. They all knew that Lan Si had been on duty last night, and it was normal for her to be tired, so they all wanted her to rest.
Wang Xiaoyin was wearing a white silk nightgown, half-lying on the large bed. Xingzi poured her a glass of Canadian natural ice wine, and then snuggled in his arms like a pet. She obediently recounted the important events that had happened in Lan Yao amidst laughter.
"Oh? Lan Jiu has changed her ways, spending all her time at the music academy practicing piano? Heh, could it be she really wants to be a singer?" Wang Xiaoyin sipped her golden ice wine, a playful smile on her face.
"Her? Heh, who knows! If she changes careers and becomes a car mechanic tomorrow, I wouldn't be surprised!" Xingzi laughed.
Although Lan San was driving slowly, they were almost at their destination. He said, "Master, Instructor, the flower shop is just ahead."
"I know!" Xingzi replied lazily, quickly getting up to help Wang Xiaoyin change. She herself simply chose a black and white dress; for women who are too lazy to coordinate outfits, this type of clothing is perfect.
Wang Xiaoyin's hair returned to a length that could just be tied into a ponytail, casually tied with a hair tie, left loose and unruly. She wore a black casual shirt, the color of which matched Xingzi's clothes perfectly. After waking Lan Si, who was still having a sweet dream, the group got ready and parked the car in the parking lot not far from the flower shop.
"Master, aren't the streets clean and beautiful here? All the buildings and furnishings were planned by me!" Xingzi lightly clung to Wang Xiaoyin's arm, her posture quite boastful.
"I'll reward you handsomely for making the house so beautiful! What does Xingzi like? Hmm, how about I let you manage this Rainbow District... No, no, Xingzi is already managing this entire city, what should Master reward me with?" Wang Xiaoyin tilted his head, looking quite troubled.
Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's expression, Xingzi smiled with satisfaction, tiptoed slightly, whispered something in his ear, then quickly lowered her head, a strange blush rising on her cheeks.
Neither Wang Xiaoyin nor Xingzi could explain why they had initially conceived the idea of controlling this city. Perhaps it was Wang Xiaoyin's idea, perhaps it was Xingzi's idea, or perhaps it was a shared idea. Anyway, it was decided, and although it seemed difficult, it proceeded exceptionally smoothly.
Now, in Hibiscus City, the true ruler is Xingzi, or perhaps it is Wang Xiaoyin. What difference is there between the two anyway?
In this city, 85% of the industries are controlled by the Blue Demon, and this percentage has remained constant. Government departments are completely under their control; every department head is like a hypnotist, having to report everything, big or small, to a mysterious department for approval before implementation. And for every departing official, this part of their memory is altered, so they never suspect anything amiss.
The dark forces are also controlled by the Blue Demon, which is why the security in Hibiscus City is unbelievably good. The dark side has its own ways of operating; as long as you don't harm civilians, you can do whatever you want, and someone will always cover for you if anything goes wrong. If a new force from out of town violates Hibiscus City's rules, the corpse of their leader will immediately be found in the sewers, and all the other underlings will vanish without a trace.
Therefore, it's quite normal to occasionally find one or two corpses in Hibiscus City; after all, it's a modern metropolis with millions of inhabitants. But those familiar with the local rules will keep quiet, because they know that some people are not to be trifled with.
This flower shop, located not far from the city center, always had good business, frequently receiving large orders. However, it never delivered. Two young and beautiful clerks always had gentle smiles, so many men had tried to take advantage of them, but as long as it wasn't excessive, they always politely refused. If anyone, thinking themselves wealthy and powerful, tried to force them into submission, that person would immediately disappear from the city, along with all their immediate family and property.
In such cases, the police usually didn't intervene, or rather, they were too lazy and unable to. In Furong City, everyone was familiar with this unspoken rule; it was the rule of survival.
Wang Xiaoyin, upon hearing Xingzi's whispered words, simply laughed heartily, making Xingzi lower her head even further. Lan San and Lan Si both showed envious expressions, because they knew that only Xingzi possessed this ability—the ability to please her employers at every turn. The four
of them chatted and laughed as they entered the flower shop, where two beautiful black-haired clerks were busy attending to customers. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin, Xingzi, and the others enter, he paused slightly, then continued chatting with the customers as usual.
The man buying flowers was a man in his late twenties, dressed in expensive, bright clothes, with three or four diamond rings on his fingers, and occasionally flashing his Armani diamond-encrusted watch, displaying the air of a nouveau riche. He grinned, winked at the two pretty shop assistants, and told lame, lewd jokes. Beside him was an old butler, his face grim, trembling as he tried to pull him away.
One of the shop assistants smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng Yuncong, your flowers have been wrapped for you. Please pay here!"
"Money is nothing. Are you afraid I'll renege on my debt? Hehe, I, Zheng Yuncong, lack everything, but I don't lack money!" he chuckled, reaching for the shop assistant's outstretched hand.
The old butler, sweating profusely, bowed deeply and apologized, desperately grabbing Zheng Yuncong's arm. He said to the shop assistant, "I'm so sorry, my young master just arrived from Dead Sea City and doesn't know the rules here. Please forgive him." Then, his face ashen, he said to the man, "Young master, hurry back. Have you forgotten the taboos Master told you about?"
Zheng Yuncong flung the old butler away, blaming him for seriously hindering his plans to pick up girls. What nonsense about taboos! With money, he could easily win over these two flower girls. He turned around and saw Xingzi, Lan San, and Lan Si who had just entered. These three were a hundred times more beautiful than the two shop assistants, and even more alluring was the decadent aura they exuded. Every move they made could ignite a man's lust.
"It's over, it's over!" The old butler no longer bothered to wipe the sweat from his brow and slumped onto the sofa. He clearly remembered an unwritten proverb in Furong City: "Never casually strike up a conversation with an extremely beautiful woman, unless you have nine lives; even if you can't resist the temptation and strike up a conversation, never offend her, or even if you have nine lives, you'll disappear from the world.
" "Hi, beautiful lady, you have a fantastic figure! It's just that this dress is too ordinary, ruining the beauty of your figure. Let me order you a few designer French dresses, I guarantee you'll be a hundred times more beautiful than you are now! Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Zheng, and I own several of the largest new energy companies here. Here's my business card." Zheng Yuncong had a good eye; he immediately picked out the most beautiful woman there, Ito Sachiko, without even glancing at the plainly dressed Wang Xiaoyin, and handed her the business card.
However, he didn't know that the dress Sachiko wore was handmade by her, and one she was very proud of, and even the dress Wang Xiaoyin wore was sewn by her stitch by stitch.
Xingzi snorted coldly, took the business card, and dodged Zheng Yuncong's restless fingers. She laughed and said, "Oh? So you're the young master of Zhengtong New Energy Group! My apologies!" Then she handed the business card to Wang Xiaoyin and said, "Honey, look at him, he's really rich! I heard that Zhengtong New Energy Group has four or five billion in fixed assets alone, plus other additional assets, wow, it's an astronomical figure!"
Zheng Yuncong was completely unaware that he had touched the Grim Reaper's scythe. He still laughed smugly and said, "Of course, it's more than four or five billion. Several companies are operating at the same time, and they have hundreds of thousands in revenue every day... Ahem, ladies, my new Ferrari can just fit three more. I heard there's a nice bar in the city center. How about we find a place to chat?"
Lan San had also encountered a similar situation. At the time, she didn't know how to handle it. Now, seeing the instructor handle it so casually, her bad impression of her was gradually weakening and being replaced by awe.
"Hehe, my husband has something to do, let's talk about it later." Xingzi smiled gently, but she had already added him to her kill list, along with Zhengtong New Energy Group. Her master had just returned to Furong City and encountered such a thing, which made her, as the manager, lose face and was extremely angry. She thought that she should take her master home first. If she spoiled her master's mood, all the Blue Demons would probably be angry, and then Furong City would probably be slaughtered again.
"Oh, him? He's your husband? Hmph!" Zheng Yuncong had the typical attitude of a spoiled brat, looking down disdainfully at Wang Xiaoyin's extremely simple clothes. He wore a loose black silk dress without a single button, and he was even wearing slippers, as if he had just woken up. Although he was handsome, there were many gigolos these days, and he might be one of them.
Wang Xiaoyin didn't want to pay attention to him. He had seen too many spoiled brats like this. If he angered them, he would have too much trouble. Every time he takes a woman out, no man can resist getting jealous, and sparks always fly. He still has a lot to deal with today, and he thought he'd just have to endure it, but seeing him so brazen, he couldn't just stay silent. After all, this was Furong City, his territory.
So, he coldly replied, "It's me, what's up?"
"Oh, nothing! Just wanted to borrow your wife for a drink, a stroll, how about it?"
"Is it... maybe a bath, or some sex?"
"Haha, great idea! That's exactly what I was thinking! You agree now? If I succeed, you'll get your share!" Zheng Yuncong laughed heartily, looking like he knew what was good for him, completely oblivious to the increasingly awkward atmosphere.
“Very good! With Young Master Zheng’s words, I’m relieved.” Wang Xiaoyin had left the rest of his sentence unfinished, “…I’m relieved that I won’t kill the wrong person.”
“Haha, look, he’s agreed! So, what do the three ladies think?” If Zheng Yuncong had any brains, he should have noticed the oddity in their expressions. Unfortunately, he was blinded by beauty and was just waiting for Xingzi to agree so he could go to a hotel to release his pent-up desires!
“I’ll do whatever my husband says! However, we really have something to do today, please forgive us, Young Master Zheng!” Xingzi knew that once Wang Xiaoyin spoke, there was no room for easing the tension, and there was no time to ease it either. Wang Xiaoyin preferred an immediate and effective outcome.
“Hehe, what could be more urgent than drinking with me? Tell me, in Furong City, there’s nothing I can’t handle! I’m very familiar with the high-ranking officials in the government and the police…” He went on and on, boasting about his family’s influence, seemingly eager to throw Xingzi onto the bed and enjoy her sweet whispers and alluring body. He had never seen such a beauty before. Even the maidservant behind her was incredibly sexy and beautiful.
Stupid! Utterly stupid! No one wanted to die faster than him! Wang Xiaoyin frowned, snorted coldly, threw his business card into the flower shop's trash can, and turned to leave. They came to the flower shop because there was a maze in the backyard, and at the end of the maze was a teleportation array that could directly teleport them to the training base using a special method. Now, because he was holding them back, they couldn't enter the maze in the backyard. After all, there were many things that couldn't be known to outsiders, not even a dying man.
"Hey, hey, don't go... We haven't finished talking yet. Didn't you just promise me? I'll give you 100,000 first..." Then, he saw Wang Xiaoyin, Xingzi, Lan San, and Lan Si get into a light blue Shenfeng RV, which disappeared into the vast traffic in a flash.
The old butler also witnessed all of this. He plopped down on the stone steps at the door, his face ashen as he dialed his cell phone.
"Hello, sir, it's me. This is the last time I'll call you; there will never be another chance..."
An impatient, angry voice came from the other end, mixed with a woman's moans: "Are you senile? What nonsense are you spouting... Oh, baby, stop licking... Cough cough, weren't you shopping with the young master? What happened?"
"The young master was harassing a flower girl at a flower shop..."
"What's the big deal? I can just buy the flower shop and hire that girl. I have that kind of money... Hmm, what else? Speak up, don't beat around the bush."
The old butler knew that like father, like son; these two were cut from the same cloth. But he had to speak up, after all, the Zheng family had treated him well. He cleared his hoarse voice and said again, "Master, it's that flower shop, the one without a name."
"What?! Damn it, how many times have I warned him... Stop licking, get out, you filthy bitch, go wherever you want, I'm annoyed... Uh, butler, tell me quickly, what happened?" This time it was quiet, and the woman's cursing could be heard fading away.
"Young Master not only harassed the female shop assistants, but also spoke rudely to several extremely sexy and beautiful young women. They were a hundred or a thousand times more beautiful than the actresses on TV, just like the women described in the proverb... They were angered by Young Master and left. They were driving a blue Shenfeng RV. Master, you know that the Shenfeng RV only costs a little over ten million, which many people can afford, but no one is selling it. How many people in Coral Country can own a Shenfeng RV, and how many in Hibiscus City can?"
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and the voice was dry and more painful than crying: "Butler, it can't be that coincidental, can it? It can't really be like the proverb says, it can't be as terrible as the rumors say, can it? Tell me... Hello, hello?"
Inside the blue Shenfeng RV, Xingzi knelt in front of Wang Xiaoyin and said very cautiously: "Master, it was all my fault. I made you suffer at home. Please punish me, please don't be angry. I promise to wipe out the Zheng family within an hour."
"Get up! This has nothing to do with you. I'm not that stupid! Hmph, tell me, what's their background?" Wang Xiaoyin helped the trembling Xingzi up and asked softly. Although his tone was calm, Lan Yao, who knew him well, knew that behind the calm was a fierce storm.
"Their hometown is Dead Sea City, where they own several gold mines. Ten years ago, when the price of gold plummeted, they sold the gold mines and switched to developing new energy. Before we arrived in Furong City, the Zheng family had already made this place their base, moving all 116 members of their family to the Blue Moon District in the west of the city. The Zheng family only has one heir, Zheng Yuncong, whom we just heard about. According to the information we obtained, he ran an energy company in Dead Sea City, but it suffered too many losses and had to close down. He's been in Furong City for almost a year. Their family doesn't have much influence, but they have some connections with some mid-level officials in the city. I heard they have a distant relative who is a councilor in Qianshi City." This information was just passed on by Xingzi and basically covered all of the Zheng family's connections.
Lan San recalled the eldest son of the Li family she had met in Paradise City. At that time, Wang Xiaoyin's attitude was one of forbearance. Now, she was curious about her master's attitude towards the Zheng family. So she asked, "Master, what do you plan to do with the Zheng family?"
"Kill! Kill all their direct relatives, all the men, and sell all the women to the lowest brothel—yes, the one in the slums. After three months, sell them from the docks to Africa. I believe the savage tribes there will be very interested in them." Wang Xiaoyin's single sentence decided the fate of the Zheng family. The law only applies to ordinary people; to people like them, the law is nothing more than a bunch of verbose words.
"**, *** actually dared to steal my woman on my turf! **, actually wanted my Xingzi! **, actually wanted to play with my Blue Demon… Hahahaha, since you're courting death, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wang Xiaoyin revealed a ferocious smile again, but this smile held endless attraction in the eyes of the Blue Demons. It seemed that this smile was Wang Xiaoyin's true nature, the expression they worshipped, admired, and liked.
Sachiko Ito, Lan San, and Lan Si's voices trembled with excitement as they asked in unison, "Master, we are ready. When shall we act?"
"Now! The Lan Yao in charge of finance, immediately acquire Zheng Tong New Energy's stock. Of course, you can only acquire it after it hits the daily limit down. I believe this is a small matter that won't stump them. Then, alter the registered ownership with the industrial and commercial department, fill in any random name, and let them live the life of a CEO for a few days. Find out the location and current situation of the Zheng family members, report to me immediately, and make sure they are killed without a trace at any time! Sachiko, notify all direct Lan Yao of level 7 and above in the base to participate in the operation and assemble at the gathering point in the Blue Moon District!"
"Yes, Master!" Sachiko responded, then hesitated slightly, adding, "Master, isn't this overkill? Killing them all would only require three or five Lan Yao!"
"Hehe, I just want to see how skilled they are at killing. Also, I don't want to waste too much time. During the operation, no matter where their family members are, I want them all to die at the same time."
"Yes!" Upon receiving clear instructions, Xingzi immediately connected to the base's phone, relaying Wang Xiaoyin's orders to all the Blue Demons. Using the power controlled by each Blue Demon, they were to obtain the exact location of every member of the Zheng family in the shortest possible time.
Inside a high-end villa spanning hundreds of acres in the Blue Moon District of Furong City, chaos reigned. The family head, Zheng Tong, still clung to a sliver of hope that his precious son hadn't offended a true Grim Reaper. He hoped that the terrifying flower shop, known only to a select few among the upper nobility, was just a legend. However, preparations still needed to be made. Zheng Tong notified all his immediate family members, ordering them to return to the family for a meeting immediately and to use all their connections to investigate the identity of the owner of the Divine Phoenix RV.
Many others, however, didn't take it seriously, making a fuss and criticizing Zheng Tong for being overly sensitive and easily frightened by the slightest disturbance—a behavior unbecoming of a billionaire. However, those with a slightly keen eye noticed that the family's hired bodyguards were packing up, as if receiving some kind of order. Ignoring the contract, they all left without a word, as if death itself were holding a scythe to their throats, forcing them to leave.
The news coming from the main family members plunged Zheng Tong into an icy abyss. When they inquired with prominent families in the city about the blue Shenfeng RV, their business associates, who had been smiling just moments before, immediately hung up, unplugged their phones, and switched off their personal cell phones… Some of the more timid ones screamed as soon as they heard them asking about it, yelling as if they'd seen a ghost, "Huh? I don't know you! You've dialed the wrong number!"
The police chief of the Blue Moon District in Furong City received a report from the Zheng family patriarch, saying that someone was threatening the safety of his family members and requesting police protection. After receiving their two million yuan remittance, the chief personally led a hundred fully armed officers to set up a cordon around the Zheng family's residence. Seeing the panicked state of the Zheng family's more than one hundred members, the chief felt utterly contemptuous. He thought to himself, "That's how rich people are. The moment they get a threatening call, they're busy packing up their assets, even planning to move the whole family."
Zheng Yuncong returned home drunk in his new Ferrari, having just finished with two young, attractive socialites to quell the lust aroused by Xingzi's beauty. He always kept his phone off while on business, so he had no idea what was happening at home. Seeing so many fully armed police officers suddenly in his house made him very uneasy, thinking they had found evidence against him for a past crime.
"You bastard, why isn't your phone on?" As soon as he entered the house, Zheng Yuncong was slapped several times by his father, while his usually doting mother didn't even look up, only wiping her snot and tears. His beautiful and sexy wife was busy packing and didn't have time to pay him any attention.
"My phone died… uh, what happened at home?" Even Zheng Yuncong, though not very bright, knew something was wrong. He dropped his arrogance and cautiously asked, covering his bleeding mouth.
"What's wrong? It's all because of you! How many times have I warned you not to mess with those forbidden things? You just wouldn't listen. Tell me, what good things have you done this morning?" Zheng Tong, whose well-maintained, almost wrinkle-free face was now trembling and contorted, pointed his finger at Zheng Yuncong's nose with a shudder.
"Nothing much, just wanted to have a drink and chat with some people..." For no reason, Zheng Yuncong's mind drifted to the faces of Xingzi and Wang Xiaoyin, and that blue Shenfeng RV.
"Looking for your mother..." Zheng Tong saw the hesitation and panic on his son's face, and became even angrier; this was almost certain. Hearing the fear those prominent, century-old families expressed about this matter, he knew he had truly touched the Grim Reaper's scythe. He slapped his son to the ground and continued to berate him, "Tell me, where's the old butler who went out with you?"
"Him? Who...who knows...After we went into that flower shop, he became acting strangely, getting in the way. Who knows where he went?" Zheng Yuncong's face was ashen, pale and livid, stammering as he tried to find an excuse.
Just as the patriarch Zheng Tong was about to reprimand his son again, he suddenly heard some key family members in charge of the company shout in terror, "It's terrible! Our group's stock has instantly plummeted to
its daily limit..." Before this person could finish speaking, another person cried out in an extremely desperate voice, "It's over! It's impossible... This is impossible! They actually bought up all of our group's shares while the stock was at its daily limit..."
Another person screamed, "Damn it! The ownership of our group has been changed! Changed so quickly! There hasn't even been a shareholders' meeting yet! They have no right to change the group's ownership! The new chairman is even called Zhang Agou..."
Several helpless female family members suddenly shouted, "Look! Why are all the police gone? Why are they all gone?"
The police chief of the Blue Moon District suddenly received orders from his superiors to carry out an S-level classified mission at the Zheng family's residence. They were ordered to stay 500 meters away from the Zheng family's residence. Whatever strange things they heard or saw, they were to treat it as top secret, otherwise, they would be prosecuted for leaking state secrets. Every police chief was not stupid; they clearly knew what they should and should not do. Even before assuming the position of bureau chief, a mysterious figure had already provided him with business guidance.
Wang Xiaoyin had just learned to conceal his face with the Illusionary Mist Mask, a simple technique created by Xingzi, which was extremely easy for those familiar with water elements. He was hidden within Xingzi's invisibility spell, and dozens of similarly invisible Blue Demons had already occupied every important position in the Zheng family.
The looting of money had begun three minutes earlier, and as smoothly and simply as expected, more than 92% of the Zheng family's assets had already been transferred to the names of individuals controlled by a certain Blue Demon. Now, it was time for a baptism of blood.
"Attack!" With Wang Xiaoyin's command, the Blue Demons, invisible in the air, swiftly swung their ninja swords, and dozens of lives vanished in an instant, without even a chance to scream. The women, seeing severed limbs and blood, let out horrifying screams, only to be forced by an invisible force into a walled room, a room from which there was no way out.
The Blue Demons' swordsmanship was primarily trained for killing; they only knew how to kill, leaving no room for mercy. Seeing the plan progressing smoothly, Xingzi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Suddenly, she noticed something interesting among the surviving male members of the Zheng family. One of them possessed mind control abilities, manipulating several hundred-pound stones in a state of panicked self-defense. Although unable to harm the Blue Demons, they prevented them from advancing, allowing the family head, Zheng Tong, to escape into the secret chamber.
Xingzi knew this wasn't the time to play around. She smiled coldly, her slender fingers forming a strange hand seal. With a flick, the water element in the air surged, and the next moment, a light blue chain appeared on the ability user's body. She pulled it out of the secret chamber entrance, suspending it in mid-air. Another Blue Demon understood, leaping up rapidly. Its long, narrow stalks transformed into a streak of cold light, turning the bound ability user into a rain of flesh.
Inside the secret chamber's passage, Wang Xiaoyin and Xingzi, leading three or four level-nine Blue Demons, tracked down several core members of the Zheng family. The secret passage twisted and turned, eventually leading to the rooftop terrace. The patriarch, Zheng Tong, accompanied by four capable assistants, scrambled towards a commercial helicopter. The propellers were already spinning, and Zheng Yuncong chased after him in a panic, repeatedly shouting for his father to slow down.
"Heaven's wrath cannot be defied, but self-inflicted calamities cannot be escaped! Zheng Yuncong, do you remember me?" Wang Xiaoyin appeared behind him, removing the illusionary mist mask from her face to reveal a chilling smile.
"Ah...it's...it's you? Don't kill me! I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have bothered you, I shouldn't have coveted your wife's beauty...I know I was wrong, I'm willing to compensate you."
"Hmph, now you're penniless, now your family is finished, now you should die." Wang Xiaoyin, expressionless, drew her ninja sword and swung it at him.
"You can't do this! This is a country ruled by law! Ah..."
Zheng Tong clearly saw a blue-haired youth wielding a long, narrow ninja sword through the rising helicopter window, reaping the life of his son, Zheng Yuncong, with each strike. The spurting blood filled him with a deep sense of fear; he wanted to vomit, but nothing came out. His eyes widened as he watched the figure shrink and blur. He knew he had successfully escaped; his family was destroyed, yet he couldn't muster any thoughts of revenge. This powerlessness was driving him to the brink of madness.
A blue, evil water dragon roared, twisting its thick body, and charged towards the newly risen helicopter. Its blue scales concealed compressed, pure water elemental energy, crashing headlong into the center of the aircraft.
The helicopter was propelled hundreds of meters by the water dragon, yet it remained remarkably sturdy, failing to shatter the alloy iron bird. The violent jolt caused the survivors to vomit, just as they had hoped. They had all seen the water dragon and understood that it wasn't an illusion.
"Mystic arts! That's real mystic arts! Who did that bastard Zheng Yuncong offend? What kind of city is Furong City?" Several people cursed as they spoke. After
casting her Water Dragon Spell, Ito Sachiko saw that the iron bird, disguised as a commercial aircraft, hadn't been shot down. Instead, it flew higher and farther, its trajectory erratic. Cold sweat instantly soaked her back; she realized she had made an unforgivable mistake. The speed of that plane was far beyond that of a commercial aircraft; it was definitely a modified military plane.
Fortunately, there was still a chance to remedy the error. She took out her phone and dialed a number in the highest control room of the Furong Military Region. Three seconds later, she finally smiled with relief. The Blue Demons present could all see that the high-flying plane in the sky was struck by a bright light, instantly bursting into flames and turning into a pile of ash. Anything hit by the beam of light would turn into ash, fine dust resembling yellow sand.
After verifying the identities of the deceased members, their bodies were piled together. One of the Blue Demons, with practiced ease, poured a few drops of dissolving fluid onto them, and the mountain of corpses instantly turned into a puddle of pus.
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began, confined to the Zheng family's old residence. The still-wet bloodstains were washed into the sewers by the rain, all evidence vanished, not even half a corpse remained, not even a finger.
At that moment, a sealed, unlicensed truck drove into the Zheng residence. Several burly, tattooed men got out and viciously threw the remaining thirty-odd women of the Zheng family into the truck, ignoring their cries, and slammed the heavy iron door shut. Before the door closed, two lewd men sneaked inside, and immediately, screams and helpless groans from the women echoed from within.
From the start of the operation to the truck leaving the Zheng residence, 53 minutes elapsed.
The police received orders to enter, but the inside was a hundred times cleaner than the newly built building, empty, and filled with the stench of death. After a thorough search, confirming there were no clues, the bureau chief immediately reported to his superiors, receiving praise and recognition.
"An hour can be spent like this!" Wang Xiaoyin and Xingzi led dozens of invisible blue demons into a nameless flower shop in the Blue Moon District. The layout was similar to the one in the Rainbow District. Two beautiful, black-haired shop assistants greeted them warmly and led them to the back entrance.
Upon reaching the backyard, they saw nine crisscrossing paths, each lined with vibrant flowers, stretching as far as the eye could see. Bees and butterflies busily flitted among the blossoms, gathering their favorites. Based on the current time, they calculated a single correct path, which then branched into nine distinctly different paths, each turning every nine meters.
They even had the illusion of returning to their starting point. Among the eighty-one paths they had chosen, they had kept their eyes closed, relying solely on their sense of water element to avoid getting lost.
This was an ancient, complex water and wood magic array. Vast and pure water elements gave rise to wood-type plants, and within these elements, numerous bees and butterflies were cultivated as variables within the array. The bees and butterflies were endless, and the types they represented were equally endless, constantly changing.
After walking for about five minutes, they saw a smooth, rough courtyard wall, with hoes, watering cans, and other gardening tools nearby. The dozens of people still kept their eyes closed, softly chanting a few strange incantations, and then crashed directly into the wall, magically disappearing.
Inside was a vast, gray expanse, where water element was unusually active. Upon entering, the blue fairies dispelled their invisibility, revealing their sexy and beautiful figures, whispering and chattering incessantly, as if this were a safe haven. At the center of this strange space stood a massive teleportation array, the surrounding water element emanating primarily from its core.
Seemingly boundless, dozens of people leaped to its center in a few strides. The array's pattern resembled various snake scales, and at the junctions, several oily green snake eye symbols slowly rotated, almost as if alive. A few simple, hissing incantations later, beams of eerie blue light emanated from beneath their feet, and the dozens vanished into the vast space.
"Welcome back to the base, Master and Instructor..." The blue demons guarding the teleportation array immediately surrounded them joyfully, followed by more blue demons dressed in festive attire, joining the welcoming party. Their festive attire consisted of semi-nude bikinis, their bare, snow-white feet stepping on the smooth, clean stone slabs.
The place resembled an ancient valley, or a retro park, with all the buildings being ancient pavilions and terraces. All the beautiful scenery seemed shrouded in mist and rain, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere. A gentle breeze stirred, unable to disturb the idyllic scene.
The sunlight was mild, like a heat-absorbing veil, never harming the woman's fair and delicate skin. The stream was clear, shrouded in a thin mist, and several adorable deer frolicked in it, completely unafraid of people. Two plump tigers were sleeping lazily in the path, and Lan Jiu grabbed them by the ears and threw them into the pond, nearly drowning them. They barely escaped the pond, their wet heads drooping, only able to let out two listless roars to express their slight dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, are you dissatisfied with me, Lan Jiu? One more roar and I'll roast you and eat you, and give your tiger penis to Master to soak in wine... Uh, hehe, Master, I misspoke. Master doesn't need tiger penis at all. What I said just now was just a token of my affection, mmm mmm mmm..." Lan Jiu scared away the two poor tigers, but was even more pitiful as Xingzi covered her mouth.
"Little Jiu, you never bring good news when you show up. Your ability to make things worse is still amazing. Come here, let your older sister touch you and see if you've improved." Xingzi covered her mouth at the right moment, while her other hand tore off Lan Jiu's festive dress, her fingers nimbly roaming over her body.
"Ugh, Instructor, how could you do this in front of Master... Ahh, you lecherous instructor, Master will laugh at me, Little Jiu knows she was wrong!"
"You naive little girl, I'm just trying to help you. Don't you want to be possessed by Master soon? Maybe today will be the day!" Xingzi carefully observed the silent, smiling Wang Xiaoyin, gently embraced the helpless Lan Jiu in her arms, and whispered in her ear.
"Hehe, tiger whip? Little Jiu's idea is not bad. Come, let your master see what you're thinking about all day, you little girl." Wang Xiaoyin took the half-naked Lan Jiu, who was curled up in a ball. "Could it be that Little Jiu's interests have changed from music to herbalism?"
"Master, it hasn't changed, not at all. I've already been punished by the instructor, please forgive me! The sisters are all laughing at me, please help me get my bra back!" As soon as Lan Jiu was in Wang Xiaoyin's arms, she started to wriggle her body and act coquettishly, pressing her naked, soft breasts tightly against him and shaking them constantly.
Laughing and talking, they walked through the beautiful mountain path and entered a complex of layered buildings. In the center of the complex was a natural hot spring, which had not been embellished in any way. The sharp edges of the rocks on the shore were not polished at all. The water surface was nearly a thousand square meters. The surrounding stone walls were carved with two-headed giant snakes. The giant snakes actually had four limbs, like fox limbs, with some bluish fur. Their tails were coiled up, and their two heads were held very high.
The snake's two heads had distinct expressions and vastly different temperaments. One head looked cunning, somewhat like a fox stealing a chicken, its eyes half-closed, revealing a glint of wisdom; the other head was cold and aloof, its eyes gleaming with a domineering air. Strangely, both had blue tentacles on their mouths, much like the whiskers of a dragon in legend—several completely unrelated features, yet they all grew on this strange snake.
Wang Xiaoyin had only seen such an image in her dreams. Only Ito Sachiko could depict the snake's form so vividly, for she had long been able to communicate with the lustful spirit within her and had witnessed many things others could not fathom. In the courtyard, there were
even lower-ranking sex slaves, servants of the blue demons. Because they lacked beast spirit possession, their skills were poor in every way, but their absolute loyalty was unwavering, as their will had been almost completely stripped away, turning them into perfect tools. These women were all exquisite beauties that Sachiko had abducted from Fusang Island. They all came from prominent families and were regularly allowed to return home to enjoy their former blissful lives, always accompanied by real blue fairies. Sachiko's purpose in abducting them might have been nostalgia, but more likely, it was revenge—to experiment on them with various inhumane combinations of sexual punishments, just as she had experienced in the past.
Having dismissed the lower-ranking sex slaves, the blue fairies removed their bikinis, becoming completely naked, and like carp, they swam through the hot spring, playing among themselves. This was their playground, like a perfect era from their deepest memories, with a king by their side, abundant spiritual energy, and joyful friends, swimming freely in the deep blue lake.
Their short blue hair gradually grew longer as they swam, slowly lengthening with their increasing pleasure, like the life-giving dance of a woman reaching orgasm during sex. Their blue hair twisted and danced with a spiritual quality, celebrating their monthly ritual.

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