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There was no foreplay, no gentleness — his massive, rock-hard cock pressed against her slick entrance and sank in with one savage thrust. Dugu Yan's tight, virgin-like pussy was brutally stretched open wider than it had ever been; the thick, veined shaft forced her narrow walls apart inch by inch, scraping roughly against every sensitive ridge and fold inside her as it buried itself to the hilt. The blunt head slammed heavily against her cervix, creating a deep, aching pressure that blended with the scorching heat and freezing cold of the pool water surging around their joined sexes. She felt impossibly full, her inner walls clamped desperately around the invading girth, rippling and convulsing as if trying to push him out and suck him deeper at the same time.
Dugu Yan's pupils dilated suddenly, and a broken, high-pitched whimper tore from her throat. The extreme contrast made every vein on his cock feel like a branding iron and an ice blade at once. Each powerful thrust dragged her slick, clinging flesh outward before slamming back in, the heavy impacts sending violent waves of pleasure-pain crashing through her womb. Her full breasts bounced wildly with every brutal slam, the heavy mounds slapping against her chest as her stiff pink nipples throbbed. Hot, clear girl-cum squirted out around his pistoning cock in rhythmic gushes, mixing with the spring water and creating loud, obscene squelching sounds that echoed across the pool.
The water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well boiled.
The crimson and milky white energies surged madly toward the place where the two of them met, forming a massive vortex. Dugu Yan's four soul rings rotated madly behind her, their colors constantly changing, merging, and sublimating.
Mo Bai's movements were rough and relentless. Every deep plunge made her pussy stretch obscenely around his thickness, the coarse friction grinding against her most sensitive spots and sending mind-melting sparks up her spine. Her golden-patterned skin glowed brighter with each thrust, the snake-scale totems pulsing in time with her clenching walls. Her long legs wrapped tightly around his waist as she was fucked senseless, her body bouncing helplessly on his cock while waves of squirting ecstasy sprayed out with every withdrawal.
But she didn't resist.
She couldn't resist.
The toxins in her body were cheering, leaping, and celebrating their rebirth. Those pains that had once tortured her were now all transformed into surging pleasure. Every impact made her soul rings a bit brighter; every depth made the poison dan in her body a bit more solid. Her pussy clenched like a vice, rippling and massaging his thick shaft with wet, greedy contractions as climax after climax ripped through her.
"Ah... Teacher... ah..." She began to speak incoherently, her hands clawing at Mo Bai's back, her nails leaving bloodstains on his skin. Her dark green hair clung wetly to her flushed face, her venomous eyes glassy with overwhelming ecstasy.
"Call me Master," Mo Bai said, his movements getting harsher. He pinched and twisted her stiff nipples hard, tugging her full breasts outward until the soft flesh stretched lewdly.
"Master... Master... wuu... I'm going to die..."
"You won't die." Mo Bai bit her shoulder, leaving a bloody teeth mark. "Your life is mine. Your poison is mine. Your body, soul, everything... are all mine."
Dugu Yan cried. Tears mixed with the pool water, indistinguishable between pain and joy.
She saw her soul rings flashing madly. The pink-purple of the first ring, the deep purple of the second, the purplish-black of the third, and the dark gold of the fourth—the four colors began to intertwine and merge, finally unifying into an eerie, constantly shifting color.
Her poison dan rotated madly in her dantian, turning from dark green to gold-purple, its surface revealing fine patterns that looked like both snake scales and peach blossoms.
Her body was changing.
Her skin became whiter and more delicate, like top-quality porcelain. Those snake-scale patterns did not disappear but turned into faint golden, flickering totems, spreading from her collarbone to the root of her thighs like some mysterious decoration. In the most private areas, those patterns were especially dense, forming an eerie lotus pattern right above her swollen, thoroughly fucked pussy.
And her soul power—was skyrocketing.
Rank 43, 44, 45...
It didn't slow down until it hit Rank 49.
The vortex in the pool water gradually subsided.
Mo Bai withdrew his body, and a thick stream of mixed fluids immediately gushed out from Dugu Yan's gaping, twitching entrance, her pussy lips swollen and red from the brutal use. He picked up the limp Dugu Yan, and walked back to the shore. Her soul rings had been retracted, but the golden patterns on her skin were still glowing faintly. Her full breasts were covered in red handprints and bite marks, her long legs still trembling with aftershocks.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing came to meet them. Xiao Wu handed over a clean cloth towel, while Zhu Zhuqing turned her face away—the tips of her ears were a blood-red. Her own large breasts heaved rapidly, clearly affected by the scene.
Dugu Bo stood not far away, with his back to the pool. His shoulders were trembling slightly.
"She is fine now." Mo Bai placed Dugu Yan on a laid-out blanket. "The poison dan has been reshaped, and the soul rings have been modified. From now on, her poison will no longer backfire; instead, it will become her greatest aid."
Dugu Bo turned around and looked at his granddaughter. Dugu Yan was curled up in the blanket, her breathing steady and her face flushed—it was the flush of health, not the sickly red of before. A trickle of white fluid still leaked slowly from between her thighs.
He walked to Mo Bai and bowed deeply.
"Thank you." Two words, heavy as a thousand catties.
"Just a transaction," Mo Bai said. "For the next three months, I will be using the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Senior, do as you please."
Dugu Bo straightened up, looked once more at the still-sleeping Dugu Yan, and then at Mo Bai. Finally, he said nothing, transforming into a streak of green light that disappeared outside the valley.
He was gone.
Xiao Wu sidled up to Dugu Yan and curiously poked the golden patterns on her arm: "Teacher, will these patterns disappear?"
"No," Mo Bai said. "That is the external manifestation of her new poison dan. In the future, her poison will be released and retracted through these patterns."
"So beautiful..." Xiao Wu murmured.
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but take a look as well. It was indeed beautiful—those golden patterns seemed alive, rising and falling slightly with Dugu Yan's breathing, glowing softly under the moonlight.
Mo Bai took out another immortal herb from his soul tool.
It was a plant that was transparent throughout, with leaves like crystal; at its center was a drop of dew, reflecting seven-colored light under the moon.
Watching the Autumn Water Dew.
He plucked a leaf and placed it in his mouth.
Cool energy flooded his mind, like a fresh spring washing through a parched desert. His mental strength began to skyrocket—his range of perception expanded, his thinking speed quickened, and his control over soul power became more refined.
He closed his eyes, feeling the metamorphosis of his mental strength.
When he opened his eyes again, starlight seemed to be flowing in the depths of his pupils.
"Xiao Wu, Zhuqing," he said.
The two girls immediately stood straight.
"For these three months, you will also cultivate here." Mo Bai pointed to the immortal herbs around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. "I will select suitable immortal herbs for you to help you increase your strength. But the prerequisite is—"
He looked at them, his gaze profound.
"You must completely obey my arrangements. No matter how painful, how shameful, or how unbearable it is."
Xiao Wu nodded without a second thought: "I will always listen to Teacher!"
Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a second, then also nodded: "Yes."
Mo Bai smiled. It was faint, but he did smile.
"Then, let's begin."
He walked toward the immortal herbs and began to make his selections.
Behind him, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well continued to flow silently. One half was scorching heat, the other extreme cold, like the two most fundamental forces of this world.
And by that pool, the fates of three girls had been completely bound together.
Bound in the hands of that man.