"Senior brother!"
Lan iyu approached Liu Zhenhai's chamber, her heart pounding in excitent.
Inside, the room was tinged with incense, the faint scent of burning sandalwood masking the rot beneath.
Liu Zhenhai sat cross-legged, eyes closed, body still.
But he wasn't truly ditating.
No.
He was simply waiting.
Waiting for soone to offer him a chance.
And Lan iyu?
She had arrived right on ti.
As Lan iyu finished speaking, he rely chuckled.
"Are you certain?"
Lan iyu bowed her head. "Not entirely, senior brother."
Liu Zhenhai didn't even blink.
"Doesn't matter."
Truth? Lies?
None of it mattered.
What mattered was how people reacted to it.
"Spread it. Make sure my na isn't attached."
Lan iyu smiled.
She already knew who to use.
Jin Ying.
A Sword Peak gossip queen.
She could make a rumor fly across the sect faster than an Inner Disciple climaxing for the first ti.
And she did.
Within hours, all of Sword Peak was buzzing.
By the next day, the whispers had crawled their way through all thirteen peaks—Like a filthy stain spreading across silk.
Once a rumor left Jin Ying's lips, it beca truth.
It didn't matter if it was a lie.
Because in the end, people only believed the loudest voice.
And she made sure hers was the loudest.
"Did you hear? Senior brother Su Xiaobai was seen sneaking into Mystic Peak!"
"I heard he and Peak Lord Zhu have a secret affair!"
"Impossible! That's a Peak Lord!"
"If he's so innocent, why hasn't she denied it?"
It didn't matter if the rumor was weak.
It didn't matter if there was no proof.
Liu Zhenhai knew this ga well.
If it was false, Zhu Qing would silence Su Xiaobai to protect her reputation.
If it was true, she would still kill him to make the problem disappear.
Either way—Su Xiaobai would die.
And if he didn't?
Then Bai Yujian would see his true face, cast him aside like a soiled handkerchief, and strip him of his status as her personal disciple.
Liu Zhenhai smirked.
Whether Su Xiaobai was buried or abandoned, the result was the sa.
He would fall.
And that was all that mattered.
Liu Zhenhai was so pleased with himself, he handed out a million contribution points like it was dirty money after a cheap night at a brothel.
Lan iyu pocketed six hundred thousand, her fellow whores—Jin Ying and Xiong Xue—each received two hundred thousand for their fine work in spreading their legs minds.
To them?
It was just a transaction.
They sold a man's reputation the way others sold their bodies.
And in their eyes?
There was no difference.
They never considered the consequences.
But consequences…
They were coming.
____
Back to the present.
Lan iyu giggled, twirling a letter in her delicate fingers.
Liu Zhenhai had personally invited her to his chambers tonight.
Alone.
Her heart raced with excitent. What could it an?
A personal reward for her efforts? Would he finally take her into his embrace? Would he give her a higher position?
She bit her lip, her legs clenched toghether as if anticipation running through her. Tonight, she wore a special dress—a gift from her mother, a piece of fabric designed to be easily undone.
Her two "good sisters" laughed, raising their cups.
"To Sister Lan's success! You deserve it!"
Lan iyu softly laughed.
As for Su Xiaobai's life or death? She didn't care anymore.
"Okay, you two, I'm going to et Senior Brother—hiccup!"
She stumbled as she tried to stand, the wine making her legs weak.
Jin Ying and Xiong Xue exchanged glances, both rolling their eyes.
"Sigh… let us escort you." Xiong Xue stretched lazily, eyeing Lan iyu with a smile.
Lan iyu's face flickered with hesitation.
Liu Zhenhai had told her to co alone.
The two won giggled knowingly, leaning in to whisper.
"Don't worry. We'll just leave you at the door~"
Lan iyu's cheeks flushed, but she still nodded.
A woman's friendship was complicated.
One mont, they were cheering you on.
The next, they were praying you'd fail.
Jin Ying had gotten her gossip.
Xiong Xue had gotten her revenge.
But now that Lan iyu was about to climb even higher, even they felt a twinge of jealousy. If she succeeded, she would advance to the Earthly Rebirth Realm just by riding the right man's waist.
And the three of them?
They were still stuck in Core Formation.
Not everyone was a monster like Su Xiaobai.
As they escorted Lan iyu to the top of the peak, they hesitated at the closed doors of Liu Zhenhai's chamber.
Lan iyu bit her lip, adjusting her dress, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Jin Ying grinned, knocking on the door.
Silence.
No response.
They hesitated, then pushed it open.
Creak—
The mont they stepped inside—
"Ahhhh—!"
Then — A piercing scream split the night.
Then another.
And another.
The cries of three won, echoing through the peak.
And they didn't stop.
_____
[The Devil's Punishnt – A Night of Ruin]
Inside the room—
"W-Who—?!"
Lan iyu shrieked, her voice breaking as cold hands gripped her shoulders.
She flinched, instinctively trying to turn, but her vision blurred—the room was filled with thick pink mist, distorting everything.
The room felt suffocating, intoxicating.
Her body refused to move.
She couldn't even hear the screams of Jin Ying and Xiong Xue, who were struggling against unseen forces.
Finally, Lan iyu blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision, but all she saw were shadows—and a figure stood above her.
A man in a mask.
And behind him—
Two more figures.
_____
Bound Like Dogs.
Jin Ying and Xiong Xue couldn't move.
Sothing wrapped around their throats, their arms, their legs—an invisible force pinning them to the cold floor.
Their bodies were weak, trembling, their limbs refusing to listen.
It was the mist.
It crawled through their veins, sinking into their nerves, rendering them helpless.
A pair of gloved hands gripped Xiong Xue's hair, yanking her roughly to her knees.
Thud!
"Ah—"
She gasped, her breath shuddering.
Jin Ying tried to fight, but a sharp slap sent her screaming, her lips parting in a choked moan of pain.
Two won stood over them.
One had long, dark blue hair, her expression calm, indifferent—like she was rely observing livestock being disciplined.
Yu Feng.
The other…
She was smaller, her short orange hair ssy, her body wrapped in tight black silk, pressed against Jin Ying's trembling form.
Her identity was unknown.
But it didn't matter.
Because both were working for Su Xiaobai.
And they were holding them down.
Watching them squirm.
Like worthless bitches about to be put in their place.
___
A Whore's First Lesson...
Lan iyu felt the floor against her back before she even realized what had happened.
RIP!
Her robe was ripped apart, the sound echoing in the deathly silence.
A cold hand gripped her chin, forcing her head back.
She whimpered.
Then—
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Slap!
Her cheek burned as her head snapped to the side.
But instead of resisting—
"Aahh~"
A moan spilled from her lips.
The room fell silent.
Even Su Xiaobai paused, his grip on her loosening for a mont.
Jin Ying and Xiong Xue's wide, horrified eyes flickered to Lan iyu.
No way…
She was enjoying this?!
"A whore's instincts run deep, huh?"
Su Xiaobai's voice was soft, mocking.
Lan iyu flushed, her eyes darting to the side, her body squirming beneath him.
She wanted to deny it.
She wanted to say sothing.
But before she could—
Her legs trembled violently, pried apart with no room for resistance, her delicate petals quivering as sothing thick, long, throbbing, and burning hot pressed rcilessly against her shaful entrance.
A slow, taunting grind, teasing her slick folds apart, letting her feel every inch of the impending invasion—before, without warning—
Splurt!
A filthy, obscene sound, flesh stretching, yielding, as sothing ruthless forced its way inside.
"S-Slow down! S-Slow down!"
Her voice broke into frantic pleas, but her body betrayed her, her thighs twitching, her breath catching in her throat.
Jin Ying and Xiong Xue shivered, their ears burning as they heard every horrifying screams for rcy.
Why…
Why couldn't they move?!
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