Through the journey of the soul

"Passed! Passed! Passed!"

A cheer erupted from the internet cafe at 3 a.m. All eyes were drawn to Zhang Fan, who stood up and pumped his fist in celebration.

He had finally passed!

Seeing the corpses scattered at the Lich King's feet and Ding Ge emerging from the ice, Zhang Fan burst into tears.

Anyone who's played World of Warcraft knows how incredibly difficult the 25-man Lich King raid is. For it, Zhang Fan had spent three whole months clearing it; for it, he hadn't even studied in the last week before his exams; for it, he was certain he'd fail at least four subjects.

After finishing the story and feeling excited, Zhang Fan promptly went back to his dorm to catch up on sleep. So sleepy he was practically staggering, Zhang Fan unfortunately bumped into a rich kid, and thus, for the first and last time in his life, he was in the newspaper.

"A Teenager is Knocked 70 Yards Away"

"Where am I?" Zhang Fan groggily woke up feeling incredibly cold, goosebumps rising on his skin.

He poked his eye and was immediately terrified!

Zhang Fan seemed to be in a giant ice cave, the floor littered with frozen corpses. Amidst the frozen corpses, a sword was embedded.

Its silver blade, skull-shaped hilt, and eerie blue light created an incredibly striking appearance. Combined with the chilling aura emanating from it, what else could it be but Frostmourne?

Had I transmigrated into Arthas? The transmigration fanatic Zhang Fan stared at the Frostmourne embedded in the ice and the corpses scattered around him. He checked his body and found no changes.

It wasn't a soul transmigration, but a physical one, Zhang Fan concluded, and then observed his surroundings.

The ice cave wasn't deep; a few steps from where Zhang Fan had awoke and around a corner, he would find the exit. Stepping out of the exit, Zhang Fan saw a truck-sized, fiery beast with sharp teeth and claws roasting a small, car-sized, cow-like creature over a pile of firewood! Holy

crap, this is the magical world!

Panicked, Zhang Fan immediately ran back to the ice cave, only catching his breath when he reached the sword.

Damn it, this is a rip-off! This is the Monster Forest, one of the most classic otherworldly landing sites!

A useless, clueless college nerd like me would be devoured alive if I were thrown here.

People say transmigrated protagonists have cheat codes, where are mine?

Zhang Fan's gaze shifted to Frostmourne, its eerie blue light tempting him.

This thing eats souls!

Being eaten and becoming the Lich King is better than dying.

Didn't you see the corpses on the ground?!

"I'm the protagonist!" Zhang Fan roared, closed his eyes, rushed to the sword, and drew it with both hands.

Thus began a lewd legend.

Chapter 1 The Female Slave Knight and the Unyielding Saintess

Zhang Fan, having drawn his ridiculously heavy two-handed sword, fell to the ground clutching it. A cool consciousness entered his mind:

"Master, hello."

Zhang Fan was taken aback, then asked, "Why do you call me master?"

"Uh, because those dead people on the ground tried to destroy me, forcing me to use all my energy to unleash Frostmourne's fury and wipe them all out. Although I absorbed their souls, I don't even have the energy to digest them anymore. I can only form a master-servant contract with you, master, and use your soul power to digest their souls."

"Uh, is borrowing my soul harmful to me?"

"No, it only allowed you to sleep for three hours, master."

"Oh," Zhang Fan nodded, "By the way, what should I call you? Little Ai? Or Little Sword?"

"Sword my ass! Your whole family is swords!" Frostmourne was a little annoyed, "Master, just call me Lin Mei."

"Huh? You're a woman?" Zhang Fan thought of the character of the same name in *The Bloodline of the Knight*.

"You'll understand once you enter my soul space."

With that, Zhang Fan felt a tremendous force pull him into the sword, the biting cold chilling him to the bone.

The space inside the sword was similar to the one he encountered when fighting LK. It was a small, circular room with walls and ceiling as black as the night sky, an icy floor, and scattered, torn, humanoid souls swirling on the ceiling.

In the center of the room were two women: a young girl with long, golden curls, and a mature woman with long, straight black hair.

The mature woman's skin was a pale blue, like a death knight from World of Warcraft, and she wore only a black bralette and hot pants. Her slender hands pinched the young girl's chin, forcing her to look up, and she looked at her face with a mocking expression.

Large breasts, a slender waist, a pert bottom, and a cold yet alluring face—she was practically the Dark Queen Sylvanas.

The young girl was chained to a black iron cross like the crucified Jesus, wearing a simple white Greek-style dress, radiating a holy glow.

Scattered blonde hair, azure eyes, fair skin, cherry-red lips—the word "angelic face" was practically made for her!

Wow! The Dark Queen, the Radiant Goddess of SM! Xiao Fan immediately gave a salute!

"Master," the Death Knight mature woman turned around and called out sweetly, walking towards Zhang Fan.

Her pert breasts rippled dazzlingly, and Zhang Fan, who hadn't seen many beautiful women, was completely stunned.

"What's wrong, Master?" The mature woman walked up to Zhang Fan, put her left hand on her hip, puffed out her chest, and struck a pose. "Is this body beautiful?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Fan nodded repeatedly, his dog paws already reaching for her ample breasts.

"What did you do to Sister Lin Mei? You demon!" The girl's starry eyes blazed with anger. "May your soul burn!"

"Lin Mei? Little Sword, why does that girl call you that?" Zhang Fan hugged the Death Knight mature woman, his two lecherous hands groping her body.

"Sword my ass!" The mature woman seemed to particularly hate the name. "My soul was torn into pieces during the Battle of the Frozen Throne, so I borrowed some of my master's soul energy and merged with this female knight's soul to become who I am now, Linmei."

"Then why didn't you find a male soul? Shouldn't the Frostmourne be a man?"

"Go to hell with the Frozen Throne! My true power isn't for killing." Linmei stared at Zhang Fan face-to-face, glaring at him. "My true power is to bewitch people. Souls are like sweet potatoes in a field; as long as a living person's soul isn't excessively damaged, it will grow back after a while. You, Arthas, could have just controlled a bunch of people for me to eat! But you insist on killing, and you often exploit my power to create death knights and frost dragons, only to have them all betray you in the end. The most outrageous thing was during the Frozen Throne battle. You could have easily taken down Tirion Fordring and his gang of bastards with one strike, but you insisted on showing off with some kind of first, second, and third phase, which resulted in me being cleaved in two by that piece of trash, Ashbringer. It really infuriated me."

“So,” Lin Mei placed her right hand on Zhang Fan’s head, “I want to tame your temper. Having ambition isn’t the problem; the problem is learning to be low-key, learning to solve problems efficiently and effectively.”

After listening to Lin Mei’s heartfelt rant, Zhang Fan comforted her, stroking her smooth black silk.

“Supreme Dog, please heed the wishes of this believer, burn these demons!” a girl watching from the sidelines muttered.

“Dog? What’s Dog?” Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.

“Dog is the chief god of the Light God Cult that the people of this world believe in,” Lin Mei chuckled. “In their language, it’s called Dog.”

“This…” Zhang Fan broke out in a cold sweat.

“Oh, right. Lin Mei, why did you lock this beauty up here?”

"This group of people is an exorcism squad sent by that Church of Light to wipe me out. This girl is one of the church's twelve saintesses. I want to turn her into my master's servant and use her identity as cover for our future actions. But I can't control her soul."

"You won't control me, you demon!" the saintess shouted.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan slapped Lin Mei's pert buttocks. "Demonstrate how to control her?"

"Hmm," Lin Mei glared at the saintess, who immediately began to lose focus.

Hypnotic eye technique?! Zhang Fan realized he had struck gold.

"Become my master's slave!" Lin Mei's blue light intensified, the saintess's eyes lost focus, and her red lips swelled slightly.

"No!" The saintess struggled for a moment, but the holy radiance around her restored her senses. "I will never be a demon's servant."

"It's always like this," Lin Mei pouted. "At crucial moments, the holy light in her soul comes out and causes trouble, and I don't have enough shadow power to eliminate it."

"What did you just say? Your Excellency, saintess." Zhang Fan seemed to have realized something.

"I say, Vivian Achiura, the most loyal follower of dogs, the Saintess of Aquarius will never submit to a demon like you!" the girl said, enunciating each word clearly.

"The most loyal follower of dogs?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan had an extremely wicked idea.

Chapter Two: The Saintess's Mission

"Linmei, hypnotize her like before." The evil fat pig ordered the demonic sword spirit that had possessed Linmei's sister.

"No!" Vivian roared inwardly, but her round eyes blurred her senses.

"No, I can't sleep. I can't..."

"Vivian, Vivian."

Who is calling me? Am I dead? Is this what death feels like? So warm, so peaceful.

Vivian opened her eyes and saw a figure etched into her memory.

“Teacher LeBlanc!” Vivian, who had died at the hands of the Dark Church a year ago, was standing before her. She nestled into her teacher's arms, hugging her tightly and sobbing uncontrollably. “Teacher, Vivian… Vivian has missed you so much…”

“Silly girl.” LeBlanc gently stroked Vivian's back, looking at her most beloved student with affection.

Five or six minutes later, Vivian recovered from the excitement of the reunion and nestled in her teacher's arms.

“Teacher,” Vivian asked, “Where have you been this past year?”

“Where have I been?” LeBlanc smiled and said, “This is Heaven, the Heaven that only the most faithful followers of the High Dogs can enter.”

“Ah? This is Heaven.” Vivian exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes, Vivian.” Teacher LeBlanc gazed at her, her eyes suddenly shining with a captivating light. “Vivian, we are both the most faithful followers of the High Dogs, aren't we?”

“Yes.” Vivian murmured.

"Therefore, we are all the most loyal servants of the dog."

"I am the dog's servant."

"Our lives, bodies, and souls belong to the all-knowing and all-powerful supreme master of the dog."

"My life, body, and soul belong to the master of the dog."

"Our sole purpose in life is to serve the master of the dog."

"My sole purpose in life is to serve the master of the dog."

"Vivian," LeBlanc stopped casting her spell, "Do you understand what you need to do?"

"Yes," Vivian nodded obediently, "to serve the master of the dog."

"Good girl," LeBlanc patted Vivian's head, "but you cannot serve the master of the dog yet. The master has instructed me to teach you the knowledge of serving the dog. You must study diligently."

"Yes, Teacher LeBlanc. Vivian will definitely study diligently." Vivian looked at her teacher intently.

“First, I’ll talk about some knowledge used when serving a dog’s master,” LeBlanc said, removing her one-piece nun’s robe to reveal her mature and voluptuous body. She then pulled a long, prosthetic penis from the flooded forest and demonstrated it. “What we serve is our master’s large penis. It starts small, but with our service, it grows larger and eventually ejaculates sacred semen. This semen must be drunk or applied to the body according to the master’s wishes.”

“Yes, I understand, teacher,” Vivian replied, looking like a diligent student, completely unaware of how obscene her words were. “Serving our master means making his penis grow larger and ejaculate, and then drinking the semen or applying it to our bodies.”

“You got them all right, Vivian.” LeBlanc looked at Vivian encouragingly. “Next, I’m going to talk about the four parts we use to serve our master. They are:” LeBlanc pointed to her mouth with two fingers, “A mouth that loves holy essence.” Her hands slid down to her pert, large breasts and pinched them up and down, “A wanton, milk-drenched boob.” She spread her legs and reached into her dense forest to pry open her pink labia, “A horny, wanton cunt.” She twisted her waist and lifted her hips, spreading her plump buttocks with her hands, “And a wanton, wanton asshole.”

“A mouth that loves holy essence, wanton, milk-drenched boob, a wanton, wanton cunt, and a wanton, wanton asshole,” Vivian followed her teacher’s movements, gesturing on her own pure and flawless body, “I remember, teacher.”

“Hmm, very good, as expected of my favorite student.”

Hearing LeBlanc’s words, a feeling of happiness from the bottom of her heart filled Vivian’s heart, and Vivian, feeling extremely comfortable, unconsciously let out a soft moan.

"Finally, from now on, when you speak, unless the dog's owner requests otherwise, you must refer to yourself as a 'slave of lust.'"

"Yes, slave Vivian understands, teacher." The gentle and obedient Vivian seemed oblivious to the strange smile on her beloved teacher's face.

"Alright, I'm going to take you to meet the dog's owner. Remember what I just said."

"Yes, slave understands." The innocent and carefree Vivian replied sweetly.

Walking through the vast and magnificent architectural complex that shouldn't exist in the human world, Vivian began to feel excited and nervous at the thought of meeting the dog's owner whom she would serve for life. Her fair skin flushed an unusual blush, making one want to bite it.

Vivian followed her teacher into a towering cathedral. From the cathedral's wide main entrance to the end of the deepest red carpet was a simple but heavy throne, upon which sat a blurry figure.

"Slave LeBlanc greets her master." LeBlanc knelt down gracefully to pay her respects.

"Slave...slave Vivian... greets her master." Vivian's movements were a little stiff.

"Rise." The voice on the throne was calm yet filled with majesty.

"Yes, Master." LeBlanc helped her overly nervous student up.

"Vivian, I have a task for you."

"M-Master, please speak." Vivian felt immensely honored; she trembled with excitement.

"I want to go to the lower realm as a mortal to observe the world and examine its flaws. During this time, you will be my sex toy."

"Yes, Vivian, the sex slave, will certainly complete the task." Vivian said resolutely, like a martyr.

"Very well, Vivian. Now I will resurrect you. The first person you see after your resurrection will be my avatar in the lower realm. Go."

After saying this, Vivian felt dizzy, as if the whole world had been distorted.

Darkness descended.

In the ice cave...

Linmei melted the ice that she had deliberately protected Vivian's body with. The melting water soaked Vivian's torn Greek-style white dress, revealing her curvaceous figure.

"Master, I've reintroduced that saint's soul into her body," Linmei said, finished. "I never imagined that creating dreams could be done like this. You're a clever master, I like it."

"If you like it, then reward me," Zhang Fan said, reaching behind her to grab Linmei's ample bosom.

"Let her reward me," Linmei dodged and pushed him away.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to kiss Mother Earth, a delicate body pulled him back.

“Master,” Vivian called out sweetly to Zhang Fan, whom she had wished to tear to pieces not long ago. Her azure, watery eyes held a look of obedience, adoration, and reverence. “Slave Vivian is at your service.”

Chapter Three: The Saintess's Transformation.

“Master, slave Vivian is at your service.” Vivian knelt obediently before Zhang Fan.

“Vivian, have you heard of ‘Aquarius sex slave’?” Zhang Fan uttered the key phrase.

Hearing the phrase, Vivian trembled, her eyes vacant, her red lips slightly parted, motionless like an inflatable doll.

Very good, the hypnosis effect was perfect. Zhang Fan smiled smugly. Lin Mei watched Zhang Fan's performance with relish.

“Vivian, who am I?”

“You are the supreme dog, my master.”

“I am your master, so you obey any of my commands, is that right?”

“Yes, master.”

“Vivian, look into her eyes.” Zhang Fan pointed to Lin Mei.

Lin Mei activated her ability, putting Vivian into a deeper hypnotic state.

“Vivian, obey what I’m about to say and take it as your own thoughts.”

“Obey…take it as your own thoughts…” Vivian, deeply hypnotized, couldn’t even speak clearly.

“When you obey your master’s commands and touch your master’s body, you will feel a sense of fulfillment, because your body and soul belong to your master. You like this feeling. The more you like this feeling, the more you love your master.”

“Obey…touch…fulfillment…love master…” Vivian, still asleep, revealed a sweet, happy smile.

“You love your master. You will always be loyal to your master. You will never doubt your master.”

“Love master…loyal to master…never doubt…”

“Always remember the feeling of hypnosis, and feel that you love this feeling.”

“Love…hypnosis…”

“Wake up.”

“Master.” Vivian’s dazed eyes snapped back to reality, looking eagerly at Zhang Fan.

“Vivian, didn’t you just curse me to die?” Zhang Fan played with Vivian’s breasts, smiling playfully.

“Master,” Vivian trembled with fear, “Vivian didn’t know your identity…”

“Call me a sex slave!” Zhang Fan interrupted her sharply, correcting her “mistake.”

“Yes, Master.” Vivian was so frightened she was about to cry. She wanted to kneel down, but because Zhang Fan was playing with her breasts, she dared not. “Sex slave Vivian has offended Master, sex slave… sex slave I…”

“Never mind, just scaring you.” Seeing how powerful the hypnosis was, Zhang Fan was very satisfied. He held the trembling Vivian, feeling the youthful and beautiful body of the girl. “Ignorance is no excuse.”

“Master…” Vivian pressed herself against Zhang Fan, her bright eyes glistening with tears as she looked at him with adoration.

Vivian’s pitiful appearance aroused the darkest desires in Zhang Fan’s heart. A raging fire burned in Zhang Fan’s heart, and his already erect penis throbbed painfully. At this moment, a cool little hand grasped his throbbing penis through his clothes.

“Master, your penis is so big. Do you want a slut?” Vivian spoke such lewd words with an innocent and charming expression.

Zhang Fan pushed Vivian onto the ice; Vivian was completely unaware of how arousing her actions were.

Only two words remained in Zhang Fan's mind:

Push her down! Push her down!

“Master,” Vivian's delicate body flushed a charming blush, her hands tightly hugging Zhang Fan, her eyes filled with tears, “The ice is so cold.”

Uh… Zhang Fan recovered from his lustful state, seeing the icy ice cave and Lin Mei secretly laughing beside him, this was indeed not a good place for sex. Zhang Fan helped the shivering Vivian up and said, “Lin Mei, let's leave here.”

“Yes, Master.” Lin Mei straightened her chest in response and went to remove Frostmourne.

“Master, thank you.” Vivian bowed her head and thanked him softly, her shy expression so cute that one wanted to bite her.

"Then you'd better serve me well." Zhang Fan pulled Vivian close, embracing this adorable loli-like girl, his hands roaming freely over her.

"Mmm, ah..." Vivian looked up at her master with deep affection, perhaps feeling a sensitive spot being touched, and let out a soft moan.

"Are you done, Master?" Lin Mei asked, holding Frostmourne.

"Mmm." Zhang Fan realized he had overlooked Lin Mei's presence and blushed slightly. Zhang Fan took Vivian's delicate hand and followed Lin Mei out of the cave.

Chapter Four: Wild Battle

. Stepping out of the ice cave, Zhang Fan found the giant beast he had been roasting meat at the cave entrance fast asleep right there.

"Ah, it's the mid-level magical beast, the Flametooth Beast." Vivian wasn't too surprised.

The Flametooth Beast had a long, narrow head like a canine, huge eyes, and walked on all fours. Its hind legs were thicker than its forelegs, and the bony claws on its forelegs were longer and sharper than those on its hind legs. Behind it was a long, thin tail like a whip, with a thick tuft of hair at the end, presumably used to swat mosquitoes.

Vivian slowly explained, "This is the most powerful predatory magical beast in the outer circle of the West Eternal Night Forest. Our demon-slaying team saw quite a few when we came here. But because this kind of magical beast is very intelligent, as long as you show it strength that it can't handle and respect it and its territory, it will tolerate your actions and won't attack you."

"The problem is there are only three of us, and I'm just a piece of trash with a combat power of 5. Can we beat this beast?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Uh... this... I'm just the Saintess of Aquarius. I'm skilled in healing and sealing magic." Vivian answered with her head down.

"Lin Mei, what about you?" Zhang Fan turned around to ask Lin Mei, only to find that she was gone. A deafening roar came from behind him.

"Roar!!!"

Turning around, he saw Lin Mei rolling to the side, and a Flame Tooth Beast engulfed in flames. The eyes of the Flametooth Beast's wolf-like head were pierced from left to right by Frostmourne, the blade embedded directly into its skull. It was likely struck in the head and wouldn't live much longer.

"How did you do that, Sister Linmei?" Vivian asked, behaving like a studious little girl. "I remember Flametooth Beasts are highly alert magical beasts, possessing a special ability to sense the presence of living beings."

"How can a Death Knight have the presence of living beings?" Linmei asked expressionlessly, turning her head to the side. "It takes four days to walk from here to Fait, but the problem is, given Master's physical condition, it probably won't be eight days. So we need a mount."

Looking at the Flametooth Beast lying on the ground, barely alive, Zhang Fan asked, "You mean we're going to ride this?"

"Yes, it's big enough, isn't it?"

"Uh..." Linmei's actions were quite astonishing.

Lin Mei pulled the sword from the head of the dead Flametooth Beast and said, "Rise, my servant!"

With that, Frostmourne emitted wisps of cold light. A chilling aura enveloped the Flametooth Beast. The flesh on its corpse melted away like ice and snow, leaving only massive bones. "Ho!" Ghostly blue flames shot from the skull's pupils. The entire skeleton then emitted ghostly blue icy flames, and the skeletal Flametooth Beast stood up.

"I bestow upon you the name Iceflame!" Lin Mei gripped her sword and plunged it into the ground.

"Roar!" Iceflame roared to the sky.

As a mode of transportation, Iceflame was anything but comfortable. There was only a narrow spine to sit on, and it was incredibly stiff, quite uncomfortable for the buttocks. Furthermore, Iceflame offered absolutely no shock absorption, which Zhang Fan, prone to motion sickness, found very unpleasant.

At Zhang Fan's request, under the embarrassed gaze of Lin Mei and the docile gaze of Vivian, Zhang Fan sat between the two women. Zhang Fan, with a fit and muscular older woman in front and a delicate loli behind, groped her all over, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Before nightfall, Zhang Fan and his group rested by a stream. The icy flames emanating from the stream, against the backdrop of the dark forest, reminded Zhang Fan of scenes from ghost stories.

"Master, I won't disturb your sleeping loli," Lin Mei said with a knowing look, glancing at Zhang Fan and Vivian. "I'm going to keep watch." With that, she dashed off like a gust of wind.

"Master..." Vivian lowered her head shyly, her hands covering her private parts.

"Vivian, do you remember what your teacher taught you?" Zhang Fan leaned against a large tree that would take several people to encircle.

"Mmm," the shy Vivian buried her face in Zhang Fan's chest, her voice barely audible.

"Let Master see your body." Zhang Fan wrapped his arms around Vivian's slender waist and lowered his head to lick her delicate ear. The girl's fragrance was intoxicating.

"Master, you're holding me. It's so warm, so comfortable, so satisfying. I want to be held by you forever.

" "Master," Vivian's eyes were hazy, "this slut understands."

Vivian reluctantly left her master's embrace, her hands pulling open the straps of her white dress, which had been torn during the fight and was now revealing a bit of skin. With a flick of her fingers, the entire dress slipped off her smooth,

jade-like body. She wasn't wearing anything underneath! Her beautiful body was laid out before Zhang Fan, ready for him to savor! Her perfectly formed breasts, just the right size to be grasped in one hand, her pink and lovely nipples, her elegantly curved waist, and the delicate, glistening labia beneath the sparse golden pubic hair. Having seen so many ravaged genitals in pornographic films, and only having a superficial understanding of the female body, the tender body before him ignited a burning desire in Zhang Fan.

"Master, is this slut beautiful?" Vivian, filled with trepidation under her master's wolfish gaze, asked weakly.

"Okay!" Zhang Fan opened his mouth and took her pink nipple into his mouth, playing with her other breast with one hand and kneading Vivian's soft buttocks with the other, enjoying the warm touch.

Her blushing body was aroused, and the girl's hands tightly hugged Zhang Fan's head, her tightly closed lips unable to help but let out a pleasant moan:

"Master... ah... don't lick... ah... Vivian... it's so strange... what is this feeling... so comfortable... it feels so good to be played with by Master... mmm..."

Zhang Fan's hand, which was playing with her breasts, slid down to the outside of her tender and luscious virgin hole, the moisture had already wet her pubic hair, and Zhang Fan's fingers carefully stroked the girl's labia.

"Mmm... Master is touching Vivian's horny cunt... Vivian feels so good..." Vivian remembered what her teacher had taught her in Heaven and put it to use.

Zhang Fan's fingers touched a small protrusion, could it be the legendary clitoris? Zhang Fan turned his hand and pinched it.

"Ah... Master, it hurts so much..." Vivian groaned loudly.

"Vivian, I'm coming." Zhang Fan, burning with lust, rolled Vivian over and let her lean against the tree trunk, holding his penis in front of her tightly closed labia.

"Come on, Master." Vivian, her face like a peach blossom, guided his penis to the entrance of her honey pot, her slender waist twisting unconsciously. "Enjoy Vivian's horny cunt."

The inexperienced Zhang Fan didn't dare to thrust too hard into this loyal and lovely female slave. He gently and patiently thrust into Vivian's little hole, slowly penetrating her surprisingly tight little hole. Vivian's flesh kept clenching, the layers of flesh walls constantly writhing like a little mouth sucking at him.

"Master... um... so itchy... so itchy down there..." Vivian wrapped her arms around Zhang Fan's head, her slender legs without any excess fat clamping around Zhang Fan's waist, her pretty face tilted back as she let out a pleasurable groan.

"Fuck me harder...yes, just like that. So good...Master, mmm..." Zhang Fan sealed Vivian's lips with a kiss, his rough tongue attacking her mouth, passionately French kissing her.

Two naked bodies intertwined, caressing each other.

In the Frostmourne Ice Cave of the West Eternal Night Forest

, a man in black armor, his head covered with a black cloth, asked, "Ms. Olena, we've searched everywhere, but we haven't found the artifact prophesied by the Demon God."

"Tch, those scoundrels from the Holy See have gotten there first again." A lewd man dressed as a priest in a long black robe gritted his teeth.

"No, not necessarily." A stunningly beautiful woman, also dressed in a long black robe, spoke calmly. "How many corpses are on the ground?"

"Twenty-eight in total. Paladins, priests, adventurers—we've got them all, but we can't find the body of the saintess who was supposed to be here to seal the artifact."

"Heh," the woman chuckled slyly, causing the lecherous man and the hooded man beside her to flinch. "Clearly, the saintess's party obtained the artifact, but suffered heavy casualties. We still have a chance to intercept them."

"Let's go. The hunt has begun." A chilling killing intent emanated from her sensual red lips.
[The End]

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