Where is the righteous fairy we were promised?

She felt the mocking look in Jiang Ning's eyes.

Yang Wanyin sobbed a few times, then suddenly felt really tired.

It wasn't my body that was tired, but my beating heart that was filled with exhaustion and bitterness.

She was really tired.

I'm so tired that I don't want to live anymore.

If it weren't for the system forcing her, she probably would have died long ago.

But now, she has to endure Jiang Ning's humiliation, fear his coercion, and let him wantonly defile her purity.

Even if Jiang Ning hasn't taken the final step yet.

But in Yang Wanyin's heart, she had already begun to give up hope.

"Da da da."

Footsteps could be heard from not far away.

Yang Wanyin did not look up, letting Jiang Ning walk up to her, squat down and look directly at her weakness.

"Does Fairy Yang think this is the end?"

Jiang Ning's teasing voice reached Yang Wanyin's ears.

This time, however, Yang Wanyin did not react at all, nor was she frightened into trembling.

She simply raised her head numbly, staring blankly at Jiang Ning.

Looking at his teasing gaze, as if he were treating a pet.

Yang Wanyin's eyes darkened, and she finally let go of the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

She's destined to be toyed with to death by this man, isn't she?

What will he do next to torment her?

He would probably strip her naked, pounce on her with shining eyes, and grope her wantonly, ruthlessly defiling her purity.

Once they've squeezed every last drop of pleasure from her body and had their fill of playing with her, they'll be done with her.

Then discard her like a broken toy.

Then let her die in this eerie and sinister city, filled with endless despair...

Thinking of this, Yang Wanyin's expression turned blank. She looked up at the sky, but all she saw was a vast expanse of ink-like sky.

Pitch black, dim, oppressive...

Just like those unfulfilled wishes buried in her heart.

Yang Wanyin suddenly realized that she hadn't had a chance to go back and see her parents with Sister Xinyue yet.

I haven't yet met a Daoist partner I like, someone with whom I can ride the wind and clouds and see all the beautiful scenery in the world.

He has not yet fulfilled his long-cherished wish to become a righteous leader revered by all.

But now, all those hopes will come to an end here.

It's so frustrating...

Yang Wanyin lowered her head, and her once bright and beautiful eyes gradually lost their light.

She felt Jiang Ning raise his hand and extend it towards her.

Yang Wanyin closed her beautiful eyes, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Then she quietly awaited the final humiliation Jiang Ning would inflict upon her before her death.

The evil hand was getting closer and closer to her.

They gradually approached.

Then, he touched Yang Wanyin's slightly cool face and gently wiped away her tears.

"Hey, why are you crying?"

Jiang Ning reached out and cupped Yang Wanyin's pretty face in his hands, and said earnestly:

"Fairy Yang, this is nothing like you!"

"In my memory, Fairy Yang was an unparalleled beauty, as radiant as a phoenix."

"She is strong and resilient, kind and compassionate, proud and elegant..."

"Like a goddess reborn from the ashes, she never admits defeat easily."

"Instead of the weak woman who likes to cry and whine now."

"Am i right?"

Jiang Ning's slightly teasing laughter drifted over.

But a strange feeling suddenly welled up in Yang Wanyin's ears.

Surprisingly, his tone lacked the previous sarcasm...

Instead, it carries a touch of gentleness?

Yang Wanyin opened her eyes and looked at him with slight surprise.

"What did you say?"

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"Do you need me to repeat that?"

Jiang Ning smiled gently, gazing into Yang Wanyin's beautiful eyes, which were clearly showing some surprise.

But the moment their eyes met...

Yang Wanyin closed her eyes blankly, completely unmoved by Jiang Ning's words.

That heart, as cold as ashes, remained completely undisturbed.

Because in Yang Wanyin's heart, Jiang Ning was definitely not someone who would comfort her.

He longed to use the most humiliating methods to wantonly play with her body, steal her innocence, and defile her soul.

Then, little by little, they shattered and trampled her proud and stubborn spirit...

Looking down at her condescendingly, he said disdainfully:

"Is this the arrogance you've always upheld?"

"You destroyed it so easily?"

"Oh, that's all!"

Yang Wanyin gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

But soon, she let go weakly.

In front of Jiang Ning, all her emotions seemed like a source of amusement for him.

Right now, this man must be laughing at her, right?

Seeing her made him feel utterly hopeless.

She looked utterly hopeless.

Watching her die in despair

This must have been Jiang Ning's original purpose, right?

From the very beginning, he never cared about her.

He only saw her as an object that could arouse his interest.

It is used and then discarded, like a disposable toy.

This was her short and humiliating life.

It seems that from the moment I met Jiang Ning, my life was tinged with sorrow...

"Don't cry."

Jiang Ning's comforting words, tinged with guilt, reached Yang Wanyin's ears once again.

His words carried a tenderness that Yang Wanyin found unfamiliar.

"Okay, it was my fault. I went too far in bullying you."

Jiang Ning first wiped away Yang Wanyin's tears, then reached out and embraced her.

He gently patted her little head and whispered comforting words in her ear:

"I just really crave your body."

I thought you would pull through like before.

So, I went a bit too far today..."

Jiang Ning sat down on the ground, letting Yang Wanyin snuggle into her arms.

He gently stroked Yang Wanyin's back.

It was as if she was using this method to soothe her dying heart.

Do you remember the first time we met?

"At that time, the geniuses of the five major immortal sects gathered together and confronted each other."

"And you, like a spirited phoenix, dressed in a fiery red fairy gown, streaked across the sky and then..."

"Never mind, those weren't pleasant memories."

"Let's talk about our chance encounter outside the Ancient Palace of Mortals..."

"Well, it doesn't seem like those are any of the best memories."

"Then let's talk about now..."

Jiang Ning paused here, coughed twice, and said with a hint of embarrassment: