Nascent Soul Shackled, The Celestial Beauty Enslaved
That tender pink chrysanthemum bud quivered slightly open and closed, thick white semen slowly trickling out. The scorching sticky fluid slid over her tightly shut honey slit, making Yu Wan'ning's plump, perky ass tremble uncontrollably.
Her snow-white ass cheeks were covered in red handprints from the slaps, like ripe peaches glistening with dew—utterly lascivious.
Su Rui's gaze remained scorching hot as he wantonly scanned that famed vessel, the jade petal single line honey slit. The pink flesh seam clenched tight, faintly oozing a glossy sheen that made one's mouth water.
Flames of lust surged in his heart; he itched to thrust his spear forward right then and pierce her virgin essence, claiming this peerless fairy completely!
Yet he adhered to the aesthetic of "savoring slowly," never rushing to devour a delicacy in one gulp.
If it were some mediocre wench scoring below ninety, he'd have ravaged her mercilessly without a second thought—why show such tender mercy?
Yu Wan'ning struggled to prop herself up. The restraint still sealed her spiritual power but no longer suppressed her movements; clearly, this lecher had temporarily sated himself after one release.
Though just once, it had dragged on far too long—long enough to leave her delicate body limp and sore, her rear passage faintly aching.
She hurriedly snatched up her tattered crimson skirt, covering her snowy plump ass and the chrysanthemum bud still leaking semen. She was grateful her upper garments remained intact, sparing her greater exposure.
"You're satisfied now... so you can let me go, right?"
She gritted her silver teeth, suppressing the murderous urge to hack Su Rui into pieces, her heart a storm of grief and fury.
She, Yu Wan'ning, daughter of Heaven Sword Peak's master and Sword Sect's prodigy, had always been adored like the moon among stars—when had she ever endured such utter humiliation?
Su Rui chuckled mockingly. "Let you go? So your Nascent Soul late-stage daddy can hunt laozi down? Jade Senior Sister, you think laozi's an idiot?"
Yu Wan'ning bit her lip until blood seeped out, cold light flashing in her almond eyes. "Then what do you want? If you've got the guts, just kill me!"
Su Rui grinned ferociously, his large hand suddenly hooking under her sharp chin, forcing her to meet his lecherous eyes. "Kill you? Laozi got so blissed out in that soul-melting ass of yours my bones went soft—how could I bear to destroy such a flower? Now that I know this fat ass of yours is so exquisite, why not take you as my sex slave, dedicated to quenching laozi's fire? Wouldn't that be even better?"
"Pah!"
Yu Wan'ning spat a glistening glob of saliva, laden with all her shame and defiance, straight at Su Rui's face.
Su Rui didn't dodge; he opened his mouth to catch that nectar.
The saliva hit his tongue—sweet as honey, carrying her fresh floral fragrance. It sent his mind reeling, and he couldn't help exclaiming, "So damn sweet."
Yu Wan'ning's pretty face twisted in rage as she snarled at the pervert, "Shameless cur! Put away your delusions—I, Yu Wan'ning, would sooner shatter to pieces than become your sex slave!"
"Got some spine, huh."
Su Rui sneered, malice gleaming fiercer in his eyes. "Not bad for a sect prodigy, the apple of Heaven Sword Peak's master's eye. Too bad—in the face of laozi's demonic arts, no matter how proud you are, you will submit!"
"Demonic arts?!"
Yu Wan'ning's pretty face paled, her almond eyes widening. "You... you're a demonic cultivator?!"
Su Rui chuckled darkly, his demonic arts stirring silently. Black demonic flames rose from his palm, morphing into intangible demonic qi that invaded Yu Wan'ning's body in an instant.
With her spiritual power sealed, she had no resistance. Her body stiffened, terror flooding her almond eyes. "You... what are you doing?!"
To her horror, her body no longer obeyed her; her limbs turned rigid like a marionette's.
Panic gripped her as Su Rui unhurriedly drew a pitch-black jade pearl from his storage pouch.
Carved from ink-black jade, its surface swirled with demonic flames, exuding a sinister aura that seized souls.
This was the Forbidden God Pearl, forged with the Heavenly Extreme Demonic Flame Art over forty-nine days of scorching black flames.
As the name implied, it was a vessel designed to bind a cultivator's nascent soul.
"Jade Senior Sister,"
Su Rui's voice was low and sinister, laced with mockery and threat. "Inject half your nascent soul into this Forbidden God Pearl!"
"Nascent soul?!"
Yu Wan'ning's heart jolted, her almond eyes bulging wide.
Surrendering half her nascent soul meant total subjugation—even self-destructing her golden core would be impossible. She'd obey every command, and any disloyal thought would rip her soul apart in agony!
"In your dreams, you shameless bastard! Think you can control me? Even if I shatter and perish, I'll never yield a shred of my nascent soul to you! Keep dreaming!"
Yu Wan'ning's shrill rebuke rang with unyielding defiance and the pride of a heaven's favored daughter.
Su Rui sneered. "Laozi already told you—in the face of my demonic arts, you don't get a say!"
With those words, the Heavenly Extreme Demonic Flame Art erupted. Black demonic flames surged like countless tentacles, writhing like living things as they pierced straight into Yu Wan'ning's brow.
The flame tendrils coiled like venomous serpents, forcibly burrowing into the depths of her nascent soul, shredding her will with needle-like torment.
Cave spiritual qi shuddered, ghostly lights flickering, casting her pretty face even paler—like a magnolia battered by gales.
"No! Stop it!"
Yu Wan'ning screamed in terror, tears welling in her almond eyes. Her body thrashed wildly against the restraints, desperately shielding her nascent soul.
But with her power sealed and soul under assault, she was helpless meat on the chopping block.
In dread, she felt her body betray her will—a strand of golden light tore free from her nascent soul depths, uncontrolled, transforming into a ethereal glow sucked into the Forbidden God Pearl.
"No—!"
That golden light was half her nascent soul.
She collapsed utterly, tears spilling like ruptured pearls, despair filling her almond eyes.
From this moment, she—this heaven's favored daughter—had become Su Rui's forbidden pet, her life and death no longer her own!
Even if Su Rui fell, she'd follow him into soul dissipation, no escape ever.
Su Rui licked his lips, lust blazing in his eyes. "Cry all you want—a broken beauty has its own flavor. Now, kneel and suck this emperor's dragon root!"
Yu Wan'ning burned with grief and rage, her almond eyes bloodshot. As the massive cock thrust before her, she parted her cherry lips, ready to bite down on the foul monstrosity for revenge!
But Su Rui's thought triggered the Forbidden God Pearl's demonic glow—agony tore through her nascent soul. Her jaws refused to clench; instead, she was forced to obediently engulf the ferocious shaft, her cherry lips wrapping tight, tongue involuntarily lapping at it.
"Fuck! This little mouth sucks like a goddamn pro!"
Su Rui growled low. His massive cock was enveloped in her cherry lips' velvet grip, her warm wet mouth soft as silk. Her tongue coiled against her will, licking every vein on the glans, sending waves of numb pleasure.
Tears surged from Yu Wan'ning's almond eyes, shame and humiliation twisting like knives in her heart. Yet her body disobeyed, sucking diligently with lewd slurping sounds.
Thankfully, as a Core Formation cultivator who'd long abstained from grains, her insides were pristine. Though the cock had just withdrawn from her rear, it bore no filth—only a sweet, cloying fragrance from her own passage.
This realization mortified her to death, yet she couldn't stop. Her cherry lips clenched tighter; under Su Rui's malicious control, her tongue swirled nimbly around the glans, lapping the slit, coiling up sticky strands, her throat contracting with muffled whimpers.
Su Rui bent down, gripping her raven locks, hips bucking fiercely. The massive cock rammed into her throat's depths, the glans battering soft flesh, sparking tight sucking spasms. "Fuck! Jade Senior Sister, this little mouth rivals that ass of yours! Sucking laozi to heaven! Deeper—laozi's cock's only halfway in!"
Yu Wan'ning's almond eyes glazed over, tears mingling with drool. Her throat numbed from the stretch, each plunge choking her—but under the Forbidden God Pearl's sway, she only sucked harder, lips sealed tight, tongue snaking around like a serpent, throat squeezing the glans with wet glurking noises.
Her heart shattered in agony. She, Yu Wan'ning, of unparalleled grace and Sword Sect's prodigy, idolized by countless—now reduced to this lecher's oral slave in a dingy cave, humiliation drowning her will.
After what felt like an eternity, Su Rui roared, "Cumming! Swallow every drop for laozi!"
The massive cock slammed to her throat's base, slit flaring as scalding thick semen erupted like a torrent, flooding straight down.
The volume was staggering, even bubbling from her nostrils in white strands. Humiliation filled her almond eyes, yet her body obeyed, throat gulping audibly, swallowing the musky-sweet load whole. A thread of sticky fluid dribbled from her corner—lewd beyond measure.
Su Rui grinned viciously. "Open wide—show laozi!"
With her nascent soul bound, Yu Wan'ning's cherry lips parted obediently, revealing her stunning oral cavern.
Her pink tongue bloomed like a fresh magnolia, pearly teeth gleaming like jewels, throat depths glistening wet. The thick load was fully swallowed, her mouth pristine yet profoundly obscene.
Su Rui's blood boiled at the sight; he burst out laughing. "What a soul-stealing little mouth! Do all you peerless beauties have bodies made to tempt?"
Mu Xueyi's flawless visage flashed in his mind—he pictured her cherry lips at work. That mouth would be exquisite, perhaps even superior, sucking him to ecstasy untold.
Of course, if he wished, he could force her nascent soul's submission just like this, binding her utterly for his whims.
But he never would. Mu Xueyi was his life's greatest obsession; conquering her had to be willing surrender to sate his twisted dominance.
Forcing nascent souls was crude; nothing beat her voluntary submission for true thrill.
Yu Wan'ning was beautiful, but ultimately just a toy—nowhere near worth such care for savoring.