The Great Alliance of Demons and Monsters - Strange World 2-1

Chapter Two. The Fairy's First Night.
Upon regaining consciousness, Wang Qi found himself in bed, the beauty long gone. But Wang Qi had no time for despair, for everything that had happened before his unconsciousness was still so vivid, so unforgettable.
He had actually held Ning Feiya in his arms, treating that unattainable fairy so brazenly. Thinking back, Wang Qi felt as if it were all a dream.
That smooth, supple touch, that faint, virginal fragrance—had he truly possessed it all?
Wang Qi was bewildered, somewhat ecstatic, yet also fearful. What did Ning Feiya's final push mean? Was it rejection or anger after regaining consciousness? Wang Qi didn't know. Although his survival meant the chances of Ning Feiya regaining consciousness were slim, after such desecration, such lewd treatment, would this pure and unattainable fairy, like a flower of the cliff, ever return?
Looking at the clock, it was already morning. Normally, Ning Feiya would have already gone home, returning to her daily life as Leng Aotian's fiancée, only coming again in the afternoon or evening.
Wang Qi waited expectantly, like a condemned prisoner, awaiting the arrival of night. As
the sun set, Wang Qi sat at his desk, lost in thought, sometimes grinning lewdly, sometimes filled with melancholy, sometimes with fear and sorrow, his eyes gazing blankly out the window.
As the days passed, Wang Qi grew increasingly fearful. Had Ning Feiya sensed something was wrong or become angry, refusing to come again? If that were the case, he feared he would even contemplate suicide.
Fortunately, perhaps heaven didn't want to inflict another heavy blow on this poor man, for the beauty returned gracefully.
"Knock, knock, knock," the knocking sounded. Wang Qi was overjoyed and rushed to open the door. Sure enough, it was Ning Feiya outside.
Her eyes still held that captivating charm, yet also carried an unparalleled air of authority; her face remained as flawless as a celestial being; and her lips curved into a gentle smile, enough to bewitch all.
"Feiya..."
"What's wrong? Are you so nervous to see me? Don't worry, I won't be pushing you to practice martial arts for the next few days. Before I address your mental weakness... it's because you fainted twice yesterday, and you think I'm too strict, so you don't want to see me."
"Uh, no, no... I wasn't nervous... I... it's just that you look so beautiful today, Feiya, I was momentarily stunned."
Hearing the complex emotions in Wang Qi's words, Ning Feiya smiled slightly, her words immediately making Wang Qi realize what was happening. He quickly denied it, but his reason wasn't entirely untrue.
This was because Ning Feiya was dressed very differently from her usual simple dress and flowing hair. Instead, she wore the school uniform of Qingming Academy: a white lace-trimmed shirt with a floral tie, and a pure black knee-length skirt, revealing her two fair and delicate legs. She wore white socks and black leather shoes, her hair was slightly tied up, and two strands of bangs playfully fluttered by her ears. In the past, Ning Feiya, dressed in white, only exuded an ethereal and aloof aura. Although her appearance was perfect, she gave people a feeling of not daring to approach her. But now, in her school uniform, Ning Feiya seemed to have a touch of youthful charm and the cuteness that a girl should have. Only then did people realize that the perfect woman in front of them was not a fairy descended from heaven, but a flesh-and-blood girl of twenty years old.
"Today is the academy's annual anniversary celebration. It seems you've been too engrossed in martial arts training, my disciple."
"Uh, I knew it. No wonder it was so noisy outside today."
Wang Qi suddenly realized that he had been so absorbed in martial arts training these past few days, or had focused all his attention on Ning Feiya, that he had even forgotten such an important festival. Seeing Wang Qi's belated realization, Ning Feiya smiled faintly. Before Wang Qi could react, she took his hand and led him into the house.
"Disciple, I considered your suggestion yesterday and devised a new training method. Let's begin immediately."
Holding Ning Feiya's soft, white hand, Wang Qi's heart immediately leaped with joy. Judging from Ning Feiya's intimate behavior, yesterday's impudence seemed to have left no lasting effects. However, when Ning Feiya led him to her room, Wang Qi's heart was filled with doubt.
Ning Feiya released Wang Qi's hand, walked to the bedside, kicked off her leather shoes, revealing her jade-like feet encased in white socks, sat sideways on the bed, and then slightly opened her arms, saying to Wang Qi, "Wang Qi, come here, hug me like yesterday."
Wang Qi's breath hitched, and he couldn't help but swallow a few times. Before he could even process what
she was saying, he found himself already beside her. Ning Feiya lowered her eyes, her expression still cold and elegant, as if what she had said was nothing more than a trivial matter.
Looking at this fairy-like woman in her school uniform, speaking such ambiguous words to him like lovers, the feelings he had experienced yesterday resurfaced, causing Wang Qi's rationality to gradually disappear. That perfect jade body was once again deeply embraced by him.
With her exquisite, perfectly alluring body in his arms, Wang Qi wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and devour her, but his hands, which were about to ravage her, were suddenly held down by Ning Feiya. Her cold voice made Wang Qi feel as if he had been doused with ice water, all his desires vanished, leaving only a mind full of panic.
"Disciple, you were lustful towards me last night, weren't you?"
"I...I...ah, that was proof of our master-disciple relationship, um, that's it."
"Nonsense! What disciple would express affection for their master with lust? Such a nonsensical reason, I realized something was wrong as soon as I thought about it."
Wang Qi suddenly froze. The method he tested yesterday was easily rejected by Ning Feiya. More than Ning Feiya's bluntness, the fact that the method didn't work made Wang Qi feel even colder.
"But...disciple, perhaps you are naturally audacious with lust. Under the influence of lust, you were able to ignore the pressure I exerted on you. Although it was brief, you did it. It's remarkable. In that instant, I also felt the pressure you exuded, the naked gaze of a predator."
"Feiya, then...what do you mean?"
Ning Feiya's words left Wang Qi completely bewildered, but what she said next made him ecstatic, as if in a dream.
"So I thought about it. The heart of a strong person begins with courage. Since lust can embolden you, then continue... At the same time, in your heart, am I not pure, unattainable, and unapproachable? That's a feeling only a weak person with low self-esteem would have. Try... conquer me. Use me as a whetstone for you to embark on the path to strength. My father did the same thing back then, and it's also an obligation that a master must fulfill."
Ning Feiya's breath was fragrant, and although her expression remained aloof and elegant, a strange allure flashed in her eyes. Seeing Wang Qi stunned, she took his hands and slowly placed them behind her buttocks.
"As for what to do, I have no experience in this area, so just do whatever you want."
Is this for real? Looking at Ning Feiya's obedient appearance, Wang Qi felt happiness come more suddenly than he had imagined. Wang Qi just wanted to hug the camera and kiss it passionately to express his gratitude.
"Hey, disciple, what's wrong? Aren't you coming?"
The beauty urged, and Wang Qi suddenly snapped out of his daze. Instinctively, he opened his large hands and forcefully kneaded Ning Feiya's pert buttocks, while simultaneously pressing his body heavily against hers.
Ning Feiya was forced onto the bed, listening to Wang Qi's heavy breathing beside her ear. She obediently adjusted her position to make it easier for Wang Qi to ravage her. She let out a soft hum, a strange pleasure flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Wang Qi continued to knead her with both hands, panting heavily as he kissed and licked her delicate pink neck. Today, having been allowed, he was even more unrestrained, his large mouth kissing his way down her neck, gradually moving to her cheeks.
Chin, cheeks—Wang Qi kissed her with an almost devout, Buddhist-like devotion, wild yet tender. But just as he was about to attack her pale pink lips, he was stopped by a soft hand.
"Disciple, this won't do... After all, I'm still Aotian's fiancée, and I have to remain chaste for him."
"Really not?"
At this critical moment, in this moment when he was alone with Ning Feiya, he heard her mention Long Aotian's name. Wang Qi was filled with a rage that seemed to come from nowhere, and asked in a low, hoarse voice.
Ning Feiya was silent for a few seconds, as if considering it, and then said in a somewhat seductive and ambiguous tone, "If you want it, then fight for it with your own hands. The strong should obtain everything by themselves."
Wang Qi did not notice that Ning Feiya had become increasingly alluring and strange since entering this room. Because the Ning Feiya who was contrary to her coldness made him even more infatuated, he lost all reason. Hearing Ning Feiya's words, the beastly roar in Wang Qi's heart became more and more rampant. He grabbed Ning Feiya's soft hand that was covering her mouth, pressed it onto the bed, and was about to lower his head to kiss her, but at this moment he found that Ning Feiya covered her mouth with her other hand.
When he had secured her other hand, Wang Qi was no longer in a hurry. Ning Feiya was too alluring at this moment. Her fair and delicate skin was like crystal, and a tempting blush rose on her inhumanly beautiful face. Her eyes were half-closed, as if cooperating with Wang Qi to minimize his pressure. Her lips parted and opened, exhaling a fragrant and hot breath.
Wang Qi used all his mind and soul to memorize this scene. Then he lowered his head, and just as his beastly kiss was about to land, Ning Feiya suddenly turned her head, causing Wang Qi to kiss the bed sheet instead.
"Hehehe..."
A silvery laugh rang out. Even though Wang Qi was consumed by lust, he couldn't help but chuckle. He hadn't expected Ning Feiya to show such girlish charm and playfulness.
But with her hands already secured, Ning Feiya's head tilt was just a final struggle. Wang Qi easily... took those pale pink lips into his mouth.
Wang Qi closed his eyes, wanting to fully savor everything he felt at this moment, not wanting Ning Feiya's oppressive aura to dim his memories. Even so, perhaps he was too close, too presumptuous, for his body trembled involuntarily. This was due to the oppressive aura emanating from Ning Feiya's fluctuating emotions. His instinctive warning made Wang Qi momentarily think he was embracing and kissing a colossal, world-destroying beast, constantly radiating the terror of death. But Wang Qi endured… endured his inner fear, endured his instinctive warning, and kissed her devoutly and passionately. Her soft, fragrant
lips were not enough for Wang Qi; he craved a deeper level of possession. Ning Feiya's teeth were clenched, but Wang Qi, seizing the opportunity, teased her with his tongue. With considerable effort, he finally pried open her defenses. Wang Qi launched a sudden attack, instantly capturing Ning Feiya's unconsciously protruding tongue, sucking and teasing it with all his might.
So smooth, so sweet… and so blissful. Wang Qi knew that if Ning Feiya became embarrassed and angry, she could easily bite off anything deep inside her mouth with her strength. But Wang Qi still thrust forward without hesitation, swallowing the mingled liquids from their intertwined lips and tongues, and working hard to make Ning Feiya swallow a lot of their mixed saliva as well.
“No… no, I’m Aotian’s fiancée… how can I kiss my own disciple… no… no… stop… no… stop.”
Her almost moaning murmurs brought Wang Qi extraordinary pleasure. Even if the beautiful woman in his arms was the fiancée of that proud son of heaven, even if they were lovers with a deep and passionate love, so what? She was still being pressed down on the bed and kissed wantonly by him. But the last moaning words Ning Feiya uttered always seemed to Wang Qi like a request not to stop, rather than a shy resistance to stop.
With his eyes closed, Wang Qi didn't see Ning Feiya's strangely shifting expression. At times, she was pure and innocent, shy and delicate; at other times, alluring and passionate, she was filled with intense pleasure. These two contrasting emotions swirled and struggled, but with Wang Qi's deep kiss, the pleasurable allure grew stronger and more pronounced. Even through her clothes, Wang Qi could feel her unusual fullness, firmness, and suppleness.
As he continued the deep kiss, following his desire, Wang Qi's hands reached for Ning Feiya's breasts, ready to fondle them, but Ning Feiya blocked him again. This time, Wang Qi forcefully pried open Ning Feiya's hands covering her chest and suddenly grabbed those jade peaks that he could only peek at before.
"Hmm... Aotian... Aotian, I'm sorry... Feiya not only kept her mouth pure, but she couldn't even keep her breasts pure... Not only did I not let you touch them, but my nearly fifty-year-old, ugly disciple touched them first..."
Ning Feiya's hot and seductive moans, along with her slightly strange words, finally made Wang Qi open his eyes.
At this moment, Ning Feiya's bright eyes were half-closed, revealing a spring-like passion and seduction, her tone like a sob, extremely pitiful and shy, her jade face flushed, but the corners of her mouth curled up in an extremely bewitching and even extremely happy smile.
For a moment, Wang Qi seemed to see another person, someone with the same face as Ning Feiya, but with a different temperament, equally extraordinary beauty, but Ning Feiya at this moment was more attractive to him than ever before, because this beauty was blooming for him.
Seeing Wang Qi's dazed expression as he stared at her face, Ning Feiya chuckled, a laugh brimming with captivating charm. She then gave Wang Qi a seductive glance and said in an unusually alluring tone, "Silly boy... why did you stop? Am I really that beautiful...? Would you like to see something even more beautiful?"
At that moment, the pressure Ning Feiya exerted on Wang Qi was almost nonexistent, but Wang Qi was instead overwhelmed by something else. He felt Ning Feiya's beautiful face magnify infinitely in his vision, and her alluring words echoed repeatedly in his mind. Everything in his heart resonated only with Ning Feiya's words. Wang Qi's eyes gradually glazed over, and he nodded somewhat blankly.
"Then undress your teacher. My body has never been seen by anyone before... Today, it's only for you, my disciple."
Ning Feiya lay on her side on the bed, smiling seductively at Wang Qi and beckoning him with her finger. Stimulated by this alluring gesture, Wang Qi's confusion deepened. He blankly reached out and began to remove Ning Feiya's school uniform.
Tie, shirt, school skirt... As her clothes were removed, Ning Feiya lay on the bed wearing only plain white underwear and white socks. Then, she gave Wang Qi a look to stop.
Although his desire was still high, for some reason, after seeing Ning Feiya's signal, he stopped blankly, only staring at Ning Feiya's perfect and alluring body.
"Am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful..."
he answered blankly, his voice slowed down, drawn out and numb.
"Are you still afraid of me?"
"Yes..."
"If you're afraid, then just watch... Get used to your master being naked in front of you. Maybe it will lessen your awe of me."
"Yes..."
Wang Qi's thoughts were frozen. His desires remained burning, but he couldn't react. For some reason, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. Just then... he heard a beastly roar in his ears...
extreme anger... an anger that felt like it was about to explode. It was as if his current state was an extreme insult and contempt to that inner roar.
The angry roar grew louder and louder, wave after wave, so vivid, as if urging something, as if fighting against something.
As the roar grew louder and more rapid, Wang Qi's eyes gradually became more alert.
Finally, after a deafening roar, Wang Qi and Ning Feiya both groaned, unconsciously covering their heads, seemingly in pain.
After a long while, Wang Qi finally came to his senses, staring blankly at Ning Feiya. Although the scene just now was a bit strange, Ning Feiya's beautiful body in front of him was enough to cover up all his strange thoughts.
Her soft, boneless body lay on the bed, her jade-like arms and legs exposed, clad only in a bra and panties. She was panting softly, sweat beading on her forehead, her expression tinged with desire, yet strangely bewildered.
For some reason, Wang Qi suddenly felt that Ning Feiya's terrifying aura had completely vanished, replaced by an unusual sense of intimacy and a strange, inexplicable feeling, as if he were connected to her soul. He inexplicably knew that Ning Feiya had a headache.
"Feiya..."
"Hmm..."
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No... I'm fine."
Looking at the unnatural paleness on her fair face and the sweat on her forehead, Wang Qi was filled with worry. He finally remembered the strange feeling from earlier, but he didn't know what it was.
"Feiya, your head hurts a little, is it alright?"
"Qi'er, I know you're worried, but it's nothing serious. I think I unconsciously used a mind-controlling technique just now, but you broke through it, and I suffered some backlash, but fortunately, it didn't cause any internal injuries... It's a bit strange, though, because I've never learned this kind of martial art before. Perhaps it's a supernatural ability that naturally arises after achieving mastery of martial arts. It's recorded in the classics, but I didn't expect it to suddenly appear today. Perhaps it's your good luck that brought me this."
Ning Feiya shook her head, feeling a buzzing in her mind, but for some reason, she smiled and unconsciously used a more affectionate address for Wang Qi.
Wang Qi was somewhat bewildered. He couldn't get a word in edgewise about this, but his intuition told him that things weren't so simple. However, seeing the oppressive aura completely dissipate, leaving only the beauty to be picked, he couldn't bring himself to ask those questions.
"Alright, Qi'er, why ask so many questions? Your training is more important. Let's continue."
Ning Feiya smiled alluringly, then lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Wang Qi's neck and slowly offering him an extremely passionate kiss.
Bewitched by this sudden passion, Wang Qi forgot everything else and threw himself into the even more intense kiss.
Without the barrier of clothing, her smooth flesh was incredibly alluring, but the last touch of her clothes caused Wang Qi considerable torment. His hands unconsciously reached for Ning Feiya's bra, trying to unhook it. Although Wang Qi was quite old, his experience in unhooking a woman's bra was pitifully small. He was sweating profusely, unable to unhook it no matter what he tried.
"Hehe, Qi'er, you're so clumsy… Alright, watch carefully, I'll teach you how to do it. Learn well, or girls will laugh at you later."
Wang Qi's clumsy actions made Ning Feiya smile, gently pushing him away, and then, in front of him, she began to unhook her own bra.
"So beautiful..."
The bra slipped down, revealing a breathtaking sight that left Wang Qi speechless. Her snow-white, translucent skin was undeniable, but even without the bra, her breasts stood tall and firm, prompting an involuntary exclamation of admiration. The areolas and nipples were entirely pink, showcasing the allure of a young girl. Though not large or particularly voluptuous, they were still too big to be fully grasped in one hand. Furthermore, her natural beauty ensured her breasts were perfectly proportioned, with a deep cleavage between them.
Wang Qi's praise seemed to please Ning Feiya greatly. With a playful laugh, Ning Feiya slowly stood up, unconcerned about Wang Qi's gaze, and placed her hands on her underwear, slowly pulling it off.
"Feiya...you're so beautiful."
Wang Qi had never imagined that such a body, possessing all the beauty of women in the world, could exist. Her breasts were pert and proud, her abdomen flat, her waist slender and graceful, her legs long and shapely, and even the lush, grassy area between her legs—every feature was a gift from the Creator. Every inch of her body was perfectly proportioned and beautiful, as if the Creator had used a ruler to create the golden ratio.
Meeting Wang Qi's gaze, Ning Feiya made no attempt to hide herself, even appearing somewhat proud and pleased. After taking off her underwear, she tossed it by the bedside, facing the light, standing before Wang Qi for him to see, without making a single attempt to conceal herself.
"Is it beautiful...? If you want to see it, I can show it to you anytime."
"Feiya... is so beautiful, I not only want to see it, I also want to touch it."
"Hmm, okay... of course you can... touch it as much as you want, let's get rid of that unattainable impression I have in your mind, Qi'er. It's not a good thing for your master to seem too noble in your mind, it's not approachable enough... that's what my father told me back then too."
Faced with Wang Qi's further unreasonable request, Ning Feiya didn't care, but instead showed extreme joy, as if Wang Qi's request was exactly what she wanted.
With graceful steps, she walked to Wang Qi and slowly sat down, naturally leaning against him. Then, she took his hands in hers and placed them on her breasts, saying in a slightly sweet tone, "Qi'er... touch them, it's okay if you're a little rough, your teacher can take it." With
such a proactive invitation from his goddess, how could Wang Qi refuse? He held her full, supple breasts in his hands, carefully playing with them, sometimes kneading them vigorously, sometimes caressing them gently. His two fingers lingered on her areolas and nipples. If Ning Feiya hadn't been so eagerly seeking kisses, Wang Qi would have insisted on taking these exquisitely beautiful treasures into his mouth, playing with them until they were red and swollen.
"Feiya...does what you're doing do justice to Long Aotian?"
Playing with her breasts, kissing her, savoring the beauty who belonged to someone else's fiancée, Wang Qi asked with a wicked grin during a moment of leisure. For some reason, since earlier, Wang Qi felt as if he and Ning Feiya were connected on a spiritual level. He sensed that Ning Feiya's heart was filled with only endless willingness and joy, without a trace of displeasure or resistance, which was why he asked the question, unafraid of causing trouble.
"Hmm...I really am sorry to Aotian, but there's nothing I can do...you're my disciple, and to teach you well, a little sacrifice is inevitable. I can only apologize to Aotian."
Ning Feiya's words made Wang Qi feel as if he had taken an aphrodisiac; his groin was painfully hard, and he unconsciously slid his crotch against Ning Feiya's bare, upturned buttocks.
"Qi'er, why don't you take off your clothes too? We, master and disciple, are naked before each other. As you say… it can deepen our bond. Come on, you helped me undress earlier, now let me help you."
Ning Feiya became incredibly enthusiastic, turning slightly to let Wang Qi's hands knead her chest, her eyes filled with desire as she began to undress him.
The sweaty clothes fell away, revealing Wang Qi's wrinkled, flabby body. Looking at the flawless, youthful body opposite him, and then at his own aging, declining form, Wang Qi's inferiority complex resurfaced.
"Don't be ashamed, because you are my disciple, so your master loves your body the most... Let me give you a special service to cheer you up."
Seemingly sensing Wang Qi's inner inferiority, Ning Feiya disregarded the age difference and gently comforted him. Then, she smiled charmingly, slowly lowered her head, opened her mouth, and actually bit Wang Qi's underwear, using her mouth to take off his underwear.
The suddenly erect penis slapped Ning Feiya's face, but she just giggled, without even feeling shy, and continued to lower her head with a gentle, charming smile.
When the underwear was bitten down to Wang Qi's feet, Ning Feiya finally raised her head. Instead of getting up, she deliberately maintained her position kneeling at Wang Qi's feet, exuding a strangely alluring charm as she softly said to him, "Look, you don't need to feel inferior. So what if you're ugly or a little old? There are still women willing to use their mouths to take off your underwear and willingly kneel at your feet. Qi'er… I know that in your heart, you see me the same as everyone else, as an unattainable fairy, someone you can only admire from afar. Although this is all because of my somewhat indifferent nature, Qi'er, you don't need to see me that way. In front of you, I will unleash all my passion, so… please don't see me as a fairy… even the difference between master and disciple can be put aside… see me as an ordinary woman, a woman willingly prostrating herself at your feet…"
Seeing Ning Feiya deliberately maintain such a humble posture, conveying her comfort in such a gentle tone, Wang Qi truly felt through that inexplicable spiritual connection that Ning Feiya's heart was filled with nothing but warmth and love. This self-deprecation was for the purpose of boosting her self-confidence and overcoming her inferiority complex.
Feeling an unprecedented warmth within him, his eyes welled up, but Wang Qi suppressed it. Even though the origin of this scene was so strange, even malicious, at this moment, Wang Qi still wanted to show his strength and not disappoint Ning Feiya's feelings.
He reached out his hands, without a trace of desire, but with endless gratitude and love, and lifted Ning Feiya up. For a moment, he was speechless.
Ning Feiya seemed to know Wang Qi's feelings at this moment, and also remained silent, simply embracing him, conveying her warmth. Her gentle smile made Ning Feiya appear so noble and beautiful at that moment.
After embracing for a while, Wang Qi reached out a hand and slowly placed it on Ning Feiya's crotch, gently caressing the sparse hair and the sacred place that countless men greedily craved. He solemnly asked, "Feiya... is it alright?" "
Oh dear? If I give it to you, I would really be letting Aotian down... as his fiancée and lover, giving my virginity to someone else, but my disciple's request is so earnest... it seems wrong for me, as his master, to refuse... Qi'er, what do you think we should do?"
Ning Feiya's words seemed troubled, as if she were asking a question, but the alluring spring in her beautiful eyes had already shown her attitude. At the same time, her legs were slightly parted to facilitate Wang Qi's caresses, which was almost an invitation.
Wang Qi, with a reverent attitude, carefully embraced Ning Feiya, gently laying her on the bed. He then knelt before her, gazing into her beautiful eyes—eyes he had never dared to look into before—and whispered, "Thank you, Master... and I love you."
"I love you too... my first and last disciple."
Even in this twisted and bizarre master-disciple teaching scene, the love emanating from their lips was undeniably real.
Wang Qi smiled, a shallow smile, yet one of unprecedented joy and happiness. He placed his hands on Ning Feiya's jade-like legs, caressing them with tender affection, before resolutely parting her legs and straddling her, his erect penis already throbbing with desire.
At that moment, Ning Feiya placed her hands on Wang Qi's chest, gently gesturing for him to listen. Under Wang Qi's bewildered gaze, she softly spoke, "Qi'er, I know your heart… I appreciate and am happy with your love… but now, I don't want you to…"
"This… what does this mean?"
"Qi'er, have you forgotten what I just said? I don't want you to see me as a fairy, or a goddess… Now, even if I gave you my virginity, what difference would it make? You would still revere me, seeing me as a weakness in your heart. Before, you succumbed to the terror of my power; now you're wallowing in love for me… but in the end, what difference does it make?" "
But… but…"
"No buts. You don't need to fear me, nor do you need to wallow in love… If you decide to possess me with this mindset, fine, after tonight, we will never see each other again. I mean what I say. The path of the strongest is one of perfect self and heart, allowing no flaws."
"Feiya...no...then...I won't take you today, let's wait a bit. I'll work hard to become stronger, and when I do, we'll...please don't leave me...please."
After her stern words, seeing Wang Qi's increasingly dejected and fearful appearance, Ning Feiya sighed softly before gently saying, "Qi'er, you don't need to be so dejected. How could I easily say goodbye to you? After all, you are my most beloved disciple. If I don't give myself to you today, I'm afraid you'll be depressed for many days, which will be harmful to your state of mind...What I'm saying is that if you possess me in this way, it will be of no benefit to you in the future, not that I won't give myself to you today." "Feiya...then what should I do!"
"Come, Qi'er, let me teach you... Take your camera and put it on the table. Film everything that happens between us... Then, take two ropes and tie my hands up... Then use your most wicked and unrestrained way of venting... to rape me, to debase me... to trample on my dignity and even my personality, to even use me as a prostitute for venting... a prostitute is fine too, conquer me... instead of submitting to me..." Ning
Feiya's method was so bizarre that Wang Qi was dumbfounded. Even naked, Ning Feiya's every smile and frown was still ethereal and elegant, and at this moment, she was even more alluring and seductive, with an indescribable temptation.
"Qi'er, you must remember, the one you are about to possess is not your beloved, but Long Aotian's fiancée. You must shatter the perfect impression I have left in your heart. You can like me, but you must never be infatuated with me. You can possess me, play with me, conquer me to build your self-confidence, but you must never surrender your self to me... Do you understand the meaning of this?"
"I... I'm a little confused."
At this moment, Wang Qi was even more confused, not understanding what Ning Feiya meant. But hearing these slightly contradictory words, he knew that he could completely possess Ning Feiya at this moment, and his heart warmed again.
"Sigh, it seems that even in this area, I need to guide you... What a clueless blockhead you are, Qi'er. Go get your camera first."
Ning Feiya sighed, giving Wang Qi a fierce look with her charming eyes, as if she was lamenting his lack of ambition, but her expression was even more playful, like lovers flirting. Wang Qi dazedly got out of bed, ran quickly, and returned to bed with the camera and the video camera that was later purchased.
Ning Feiya gathered her loose hair that had fallen around her ears and gestured for Wang Qi to take the camera. She then rose, knelt on the bed with her knees together, covered her chest with her hands, and said to Wang Qi in a seductive voice, "Qi'er, while I'm still a virgin... don't you want to take a picture of me so I can remember it later?"
"Okay...okay."
Although he didn't understand the meaning behind Ning Feiya's words, Wang Qi's heart was beyond fiery; his blood was boiling. He casually turned on the video camera, placed it on the table, and ignored it. Then, raising the camera, panting heavily, after a burst of flashes, the first photo was taken.
Just a second later, Ning Feiya's nude photo appeared, swirling in the air before landing on the bed.
Ning Feiya had sharp eyesight and easily saw her reflection in the photo.
The Ice Fairy, completely naked, knelt on the bed, her hands covering her chest, her jade-like face flushed with a hint of shyness, yet her passionate and willing desire was undeniable.
"Hehe... if this photo were to leak out, I would be utterly disgraced... Qi'er, continue."
Ning Feiya laughed instead of being ashamed, her eyes burning with an increasingly intense, seductive allure, as if she were contemplating something extremely pleasurable. Her brows and lips were adorned with a honeyed smile. She slowly lowered her hands, then reached up to her breasts, gently cupping them. Her body deliberately straightened, her delicate tongue darting out, sliding seductively between her lips.
"Although this appearance is shameful... for my beloved disciple, I can't care about any dignity."
As the flashbulbs went off, Ning Feiya's smile became increasingly alluring, her poses constantly shifting, but all exuding unchanging seduction and sexiness. The words that kept uttering from her mouth were almost self-deprecating. The icy fairy had suddenly transformed into a bewitching witch, the contrast of which almost made Wang Qi's nose bleed.
"Qi'er, the main event is coming... this pose, we should take a lot of pictures, hehe... the scenery here is only for you, Qi'er. I'm such a perverted woman... even a prostitute wouldn't pose so shamefully like me."
Ning Feiya leaned against the bed, her legs curled into an M-shape, her most private vulva exposed to Wang Qi's eyes and through the camera lens.
Wang Qi's breathing was heavy, almost echoing, his eyes bloodshot. Beneath the sparse, neat forest of hair lay a fair, high, full, and alluring jade gate, its pink slit tightly closed. This beautiful sight, rarely seen even by her fiancé, was now being exposed by Ning Feiya in such an obscene posture. And that wasn't all; Ning Feiya's soft hands slid down to her crotch, her four slender fingers slowly parting the slit of her vulva, revealing the pink flesh within.
Wang Qi could still vaguely see a grayish-white, semi-transparent membrane deep within that pink opening—a testament to her chastity.
At this moment, Ning Feiya had actually abandoned all her self-respect, willingly spreading her legs in such an obscene posture for him to see. Wang Qi suddenly understood. Ning Feiya was using her words and actions to shatter the image of the perfect fairy in his heart, to eliminate the psychological flaws left by that dignified and unapproachable figure.
Such intentions stirred up Wang Qi's emotions... In the end, he could only make up his mind. Wang Qi took a deep breath, stopped taking pictures, and gave Ning Feiya a somewhat wicked smile, saying, "Ah... is this the flesh hole that is famous throughout Qingming Academy, known as the 'Fairy of the Fallen'? It looks no different from those prostitutes I've seen before."

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