The man in her arms was none other than the legendary Xiantian Xuan Yang Physique!
A man with such a physique was a rare treasure in dual cultivation. Not only could he help his cultivation partner advance, but he might also subtly transform their partner's constitution over time.
She had slept with so many men, finally succeeding in changing her own physique. Then, in the blink of an eye, fate sent this man to her. Was this not heaven's blessing?
Her expression grew excited, the muscles in her face twitching uncontrollably.
Who could have guessed that just when she thought she had hit a dead end, a sudden twist would bring such a surprise?
She quickened her pace, her mind filled with thoughts of finding a place to deal with Bai Yang.
At the same time, Song Wanníng, who was rushing swiftly, suddenly sensed the distant crackle of heavenly thunder. She then felt Bai Yang's location shift, and her heart sank deeply.
It seemed Bai Yang had been discovered and taken away by someone.
This was trouble.
She had no idea who the other party was or whether they would reveal the secret.
With mounting urgency, Song Wanníng raced forward at full speed. Thankfully, she had left a mark on Bai Yang earlier, or she would not have known where he was taken.
In this chase and pursuit, Song Wanníng finally caught up on the afternoon of the second day in a valley.
The valley was shrouded in mist, making everything hard to see. Only the silhouettes of bent bamboo heads swayed gently in the wind.
Song Wanníng's expression tightened with caution.
This valley was very familiar to Feng Youming. It was filled with various mist beasts. Mist beasts were spirits born from fog and usually had low cultivation, but their numbers were vast. Recently, there were rumors of a mutated mist beast with strange and tricky moves.
Song Wanníng had never seen mist beasts in the outside world and could not afford to be careless. A misstep here could be fatal.
She carefully entered the valley.
Meanwhile, Bai Yang had already awakened from unconsciousness. He first looked around in confusion, then suddenly remembered something and sat up sharply.
Only then did he realize he was in an unfamiliar cave. Behind him, Peng Yu was burning incense and cleansing her hands.
She was wiping a special substance on her hands, giving off a faint intoxicating fragrance.
Bai Yang shook his head violently to clear it, then looked at Peng Yu with fear and vigilance.
"Who exactly are you? What do you want with me?"
All he remembered was a sudden heavenly thunderbolt, then losing consciousness.
Peng Yu's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of a smile appeared on her face. If Bai Yang had spoken like this to her before, she would have slapped him away immediately. But times had changed. Bai Yang was useful now, so she showed more patience.
"Don't be afraid. I won't harm you."
Peng Yu wiped her hands clean, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes. Compared to those men she had dealt with before, Bai Yang's physique and appearance made him truly exceptional. But how had someone like him been hidden all this time?
Her gaze shifted, and she pulled Bai Yang into her embrace. Her slender arms locked him in tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Bai Yang's face flushed red with anger and shame. Never had he suffered such humiliation.
"What have you done to me?"
His spiritual power had been completely sealed. Now he was no different from an unarmed mortal.
"I only sealed your spiritual energy to prevent others from ruining our good plans."
Peng Yu smiled as she caressed Bai Yang's face, feeling a subtle ripple in her heart. Dual cultivating with a man like this might indeed be a beautiful thing. Especially seeing him resist only made her heart beat faster.
"Tell me, who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"
Peng Yu looked at him curiously. She hadn't thought Bai Yang came from outside. She only wondered how such talent could have been buried.
Bai Yang's expression flickered. His master had told him this was a secret that must never be revealed. So he stubbornly held his head high and said, "I have no reason to tell you. Let me go!"
Though he knew she wouldn't let him go, he kept repeating himself, buying time until his master arrived. For some reason, as long as his master was near, he felt safe. No one else could compare.
"Heh, little brother, you're still not obedient."
A sneer flashed in Peng Yu's eyes. If he wouldn't talk, then so be it. None of this mattered now. Her gaze darkened, and in the next moment, she reached out and began removing his clothes.
Bai Yang was shocked beyond belief.
"What are you doing?"
He thought she wanted to kill him, but never imagined this.
"Be good. Don't be afraid. Sister won't hurt you. It will be over soon."
Peng Yu's eyes glittered with desire, rarely so passionate. She wouldn't let him spoil the moment. Her cultivation had reached completion. As long as she dual cultivated with Bai Yang, she could break through completely. Then...
Her heart raced as she tore his clothes apart.
His strong body appeared before her eyes. A satisfied smile crossed Peng Yu's lips as she lowered him to the ground.
Bai Yang was stunned. In all his life, he had never imagined this would happen to him. He roared in fury, "Let me go! Who exactly are you? Believe me or not, my master is coming soon. If you keep this up, I will tear you apart!
Ah—"
Bai Yang screamed in desperation, only to be met with cool lips forcibly covering his own.
"Mmm mm mm—"
He struggled fiercely, feeling some part of his understanding collapse. But the woman on him didn't stop. Her hands roamed freely, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
His body betrayed him with shameful reactions. His face burned bright red.
He stared fiercely, silently screaming: "Master, come quickly! If you don't come soon, your disciple will be ruined!"
Bai Yang's struggles looked laughable in Peng Yu's eyes. She teased him wantonly and soon shed her own clothes. Her full figure and seductive curves stirred anyone's blood.
Bai Yang glared wide-eyed, determined to resist to the death.
"Be good. I've seen men like you before. Soon, you'll see how good this can be."
Peng Yu patted Bai Yang's face. Besides Feng Youming, no man she desired had ever escaped her.
This one, just a mere Golden Core cultivator, would be no exception.