"Wait, Saintess!"
Seeing her Saintess about to throw herself into the other's arms, the elder Disciple Jiang Mei hurriedly reached out to stop her.
She lowered her head, not daring to look into the demoness's seductive eyes. With a struggling expression, she pleaded, "Senior, besides the Saintess, all the Disciples of our Holy Land Cultivate the Profound Heavenly Cold Yin Art. The chosen Disciples are all born in Yin years and Yin months... Furthermore, our Holy Land is a Sect of pure cultivation. All Sect rules stipulate that there must be no emotional or physical contact with the opposite sex, and even contact with the same sex must be avoided. Therefore, their primal yin is still intact..."
Gritting her teeth and hardening her heart, she continued, "Except for the Saintess, all of us Disciples are the best choices for Cauldrons. We are of little importance in the Holy Land, but if you kidnap the Saintess, you will surely face the Holy Land's frantic retaliation. You will find it impossible to move even an inch on Wanzhong Mountain, and in the end, your only path will be death and the dissipation of your Dao!"
"Are you threatening me?"
Wang Li glanced at the other women, all of whom looked ready to go through fire and water for the Saintess. Aside from a few bad apples, the Tianchi Holy Land was indeed a righteous Sect that upheld justice.
Wang Li couldn't be as selfless as they were, but she truly admired their character.
However, the Tianchi Holy Land was ultimately besieged by the nine great Holy Lands, the Sect suffered heavy losses, and only a few people escaped.
The Saintess's cold and aloof Master had self-detonated and turned into golden light to protect them. The Saintess had forced a Breakthrough, causing Heart Demons to arise and her spiritual power to surge; not only was her face ruined, but she also went mad and eventually committed suicide. Her little Junior Sister, who hated evil with a passion, buried her Master and Senior Sister before taking her own life to follow them...
Three flowers that should have been the most brilliant in a sea of blossoms—two were still unbloomed buds when they withered, and one had just spread its petals before instantly drying up.
Her blood pressure had skyrocketed while playing the game, and thinking about it now brought a sigh of regret. Even if she were to make amends to them, she would completely change their futures.
She would let them undergo Nirvana and Rebirth, turning into Phoenixes to fly into the true blue sky.
In an unquestionable tone, she said, "I have come only for the Saintess. Besides, to be honest, while you are all indeed beauties, there is still a significant gap between you and the Saintess, the number one beauty of the younger generation in the Central Continent."
She narrowed her eyes, her long eyelashes tangling together like small fans. "You are indeed good candidates for Cauldrons, but you aren't on the same level as the Saintess's Lunar Saint Physique. I have come with such fanfare because I must have the Saintess no matter what!"
Seeing that Jiang Mei wanted to say more, Ji Shengyao gently pushed her aside, her ethereal and noble voice ringing out, "Enough! Senior Sister Jiang, you have already done enough for me. I cannot sacrifice you to save myself."
Ignoring Jiang Mei's attempts to stop her, she took a deep breath and walked step by step toward the exceptionally seductive demoness dressed in red. "Demoness, I hope you consider this carefully. I am not only the Saintess of a top Holy Land but also the heir to the Jiang Family, an Immortal Clan. Have you considered the kind of retaliation you will face for kidnapping me?"
"Keep talking, I'm listening."
Seeing the demoness's nonchalant attitude, Ji Shengyao changed her tone. "If you let me go, I can swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that no one will retaliate because of this. From now on, we will go our separate ways and never meet again in this lifetime."
"But I won't. To die under a peony and be a ghost with a romantic soul... giggle..."
Wang Li covered her mouth and chuckled, her appearance frivolous. With her figure swaying like a blossoming branch, even the female Disciples around her couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.
[As expected of a big shot, she can even play the role of the Hehuan Demoness perfectly. Not only does she make people unable to stop themselves, but she also makes them itch with rage.]
"Shut up! If it weren't for you, useless system, unable to defeat the Heavenly Dao and failing to bring out my cultivation, I would have returned to my original world long ago. Why would I still be here playing this slutty role!"
Ji Shengyao was both ashamed and furious, her pretty face flushing deep red. "Utterly shameless! I have never seen a woman as brazen as you!"
"Well, now you have."
Wang Li reached out and pulled the nearby Ji Shengyao into her arms, tightly embracing her slender waist. Their bodies were pressed close together, with no space between them.
Before that, she didn't forget to raise the Unsheathable Sword, poking the tip of the sheathed blade against the chest of the kneeling Lin Fan. "Get out of the way! You're in the way of me being intimate with a beauty. I look down most on spineless Cultivators like you."
Lin Fan rolled across the snow, only stopping when the back of his head hit a protruding rock. Just as he regained his senses, nearly fainting, he heard words that made him completely break down.
He had clearly been beaten into a kneeling position by this demoness, yet she slandered him as someone who feared death and clung to life. This was going too far!
He looked up with bloodshot eyes and saw the demoness reach out again. This time, without any hindrance, she pulled the Saintess into her arms with great force and no restraint.
The Saintess didn't dare to use her spiritual power, and having been suddenly attacked, a soft moan escaped her pink lips, "Mm~!"
Seeing their slender bodies in such close, intimate contact, Lin Fan's anger surged. When he saw Ji Shengyao's face, flushed and alluring with shame and anger in the demoness's arms, he almost fainted on the spot. "Saintess!"
The Saintess slowly turned her head, her face filled with obvious disappointment. "I can understand that you fear death; where there is life, there is hope."
Lin Fan knew he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. He saw the demoness free a hand and gently run her fingertip across Ji Shengyao's rosy, delicate cheek, smiling with ill intent. "Saintess, you really are too perfect. Believe me, I will definitely refine you into the most perfect Cauldron."
"Pah! You wicked woman, in your dreams!"
Ji Shengyao was both ashamed and angry. When had she ever been so humiliated? She had never been so intimate with anyone before, and she resented the demoness who held her in her arms.
But she also resented herself. Even in this situation, she wasn't as angry as she imagined she would be, nor did she have the determination to eat her flesh and drink her blood.
Even her Immaculate Heart, which should feel revulsion toward any evil—especially toward someone with ill intentions for her—not only failed to resist contact with this shameless demoness but even felt a hint of joy.
What was going on? Could even her own heart betray her?
"Is your whole body soft now except for your mouth? It's fine if you're disobedient now; I believe that under my day-and-night training, you will become more and more obedient."
Wang Li leaned close to Ji Shengyao's ear and, after finishing her sentence, mischievously blew a puff of air into it.
Ji Shengyao didn't dare use her spiritual power to resist, so she wasn't much different from an ordinary person. Being spoken to so closely already made her right ear itch, and that puff of air caused her delicate body to tremble slightly in the other's arms.
She looked up, wanting to see the true appearance of the demoness who was humiliating her. She wanted to etch it into her mind. Once she escaped and captured the demoness, she firmly believed everything would be completely reversed. At that time, she would see with her own eyes how this seductive face would cry and beg for mercy before her.
The red veil was opaque, but to her surprise, the demoness's exposed eyes and brows were equally exquisite, not losing to her own in the slightest.
Those pale red pupils possessed an endless magical power, drawing her deep within them, making her unable to extricate herself.
It would be a pity to kill such a beautiful demoness with one sword strike... No! She suddenly woke up from her startling thought; this demoness's charm technique was actually so powerful.
She saw the demoness's seductive eyes curve slightly with a smile, realizing the demoness was mocking her pathetic performance after their eyes met.
She lightly bit her silver teeth. "Demoness, don't get too ahead of yourself. Perhaps the one kneeling and begging for mercy like a puppy in the end will be you!"
"Lord Saintess, have you still not figured out your current situation?"
Wang Li released her hand from the Saintess's waist and grabbed her collar. With just a forceful tug, she could peel off the Saintess's clothes like a banana.
She deliberately frightened Ji Shengyao. "I can give you two choices now. First, bark like a dog. Second, I'll let you experience the joy of being a woman right now."