Yi Xian Sect was a righteous powerhouse, renowned in the cultivation world. Rumors said it housed an immortal-level expert, so most wouldn’t dare ss with it. But as the saying goes: you can guard against outsiders day and night, but a thief within is harder to stop.
Late at night, Fairy Qingxuan sneaked into Tian Shui Peak.
This place was heavily guarded—any intruder would be in big trouble.
But for soone as powerful as her, these defenses were useless.
“This is supposed to stop ?”
She smirked at the barriers, tempted to break them just for fun. But she wanted to stay hidden, so she moved carefully instead.
In seconds, she found a weak spot in the barrier. Moving like the wind, she passed through fields and herb gardens, heading toward a small courtyard.
The moon shone brightly, and the air was filled with spiritual energy—it looked magical. But she wasn’t here to enjoy the view.
To avoid being noticed, she didn’t use her spiritual powers to scan the area. Instead, she landed silently on the roof, lifted a tile, and peeked inside.
“No one here… not here… a girl in this one… found him.”
Her sharp eyes focused on her target.
She had never t this boy before, but everyone in the sect knew him—handso, graceful, and adored by many female disciples.
“He really is pretty.”
With a swift, silent movent, Qingxuan jumped down into the room.
She pulled back the bed curtains.
There he was, fast asleep. His lips were red, his teeth white, his eyebrows elegant. Dressed in a white robe, his black hair spread across the pillow, making him look even more delicate.
For a mont, even Qingxuan, who cared only about cultivation, was amazed. No wonder her disciple was obsessed with him.
She took a slow breath.
As if sensing sothing, the boy stirred. His eyes fluttered open.
Qingxuan didn’t panic. Instead, she smirked, curious about how he would react.
Would he scream? Hide in fear?
In this world, n valued their purity. A rumor about a woman sneaking into his room could ruin his reputation.
But to her surprise, the boy only blinked, then quickly cald down.
“How did you get in?”
Su Yan’s voice was steady. He had seen this before.
Ever since people discovered his special body type, demonic cultivators had tried to capture him. So bold won had even sneaked into his room at night. But thanks to his master, none had succeeded.
He wasn’t worried. His master would soon notice, and this woman would be caught.
“So calm…Guess it’s not your first rodeo?”
Qingxuan, a shut-in oblivious to Tian Zhu Peak’s outer dramas, frowned at his composure.
Unfazed by a woman at midnight, had he done this before? Pure on the outside, but how many won had he been with behind closed doors?
Her brow creased. Even if he was gorgeous, a used guy—Pure Yang Body or not—wasn’t worthy of her disciple.
“Yeah, not my first ti with this. So don’t co closer, or you’ll regret it.”
Su Yan edged back, pressing against the bedfra.
He was panicking inside.
This wasn’t right. Where was Master? She should’ve shown up by now. Unless…
His body trembled as a chilling thought hit. Was this woman so skilled that Master hadn’t noticed?
“Hmph, I don’t know the aning of regret.”
Qingxuan’s lips curled. She wanted to test this boy. If he was a two-faced creep, she’d never let her disciple near him—she’d expose his true colors.
With a smile, she said, “Relax, big sis won’t hurt you—just taking you for so fun.”
She stepped closer, slipping the fabric off her shoulder, revealing snowy skin.
Su Yan froze for a split second. After all this ti transmigrating from his old world, it was his first glimpse of a woman’s body.
Just a shoulder, but it sent heat rushing through him, his breath quickening.
“No!”
He shook his head. What was he doing? Drooling over beauty now? If this kept up…
He recalled Senior Sister Xiao Wu’s warning.
Guys need to protect themselves—lock up at night, or won will steal your virtue and ruin you.
“I locked the window!”
Su Yan groaned inwardly. He wanted to bolt, but she’d cut off his escape—no openings.
Qingxuan said, “Big sis doesn’t like resistance. Two choices: one, please willingly, and I’ll let you go if I’m satisfied. Two, I force it—and I won’t be gentle. You’ll cry for sure.”
Facing a wicked woman’s threat, what would he pick? Qingxuan was curious.
If he was seasoned, he’d pick the first without blinking—she’d walk away, deeming him unfit for her disciple.
But if he wasn’t…
Su Yan’s brow furrowed. He didn’t want either. Wasn’t there a third option? Then the system popped up.
[Option 1: Life’s like rape—if you can’t fight it, close your eyes and enjoy. Strip and get intimate with her. (Reward: Mid-Grade Treasure, Demon-Subduing Pestle)]
[Option 2: Growth cos with pain—it’s all valuable experience. Seduce her and hook up once. (Reward: High-Grade Spiritual Weapon, Water-Warding Sword)]
[Option 3: Head can break, blood can spill, but chastity stays mine—resist with all you’ve got. (Reward: Random Skill Point 1)]
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