After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

"I just want to become stronger."

The fear one feels when facing the Shadow Demon Lord.

The fear that made him feel like no matter how much he struggled, he was just a plaything in the other person's hands deeply pierced through Shi Yan's mentality of "being the protagonist" and "playing with life".

Before she could finish her "fantasy," she heard a piercing "Screech—" sound beside her ear.

My own clothes... were torn.

Shi Yan's face immediately turned ashen.

The worst nightmare has arrived.

Although I have lost control of my body, I can still perceive the touch and hearing of my body.

This is undoubtedly the worst news.

Shi Yan could only watch helplessly as the demon tore open his clothes and then pressed down on him like a snake.

The warm, moist touch against my skin felt like... a towel!?

Um! ?

Hmm hmm hmm! ?

Shi Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

My lips... are wet.

The slightly sweet Ganlindu transforms into gurgling spiritual energy as it enters the mouth.

With all his might, Shi Yan finally regained a little control over his body.

She opened her eyes.

A pair of bright golden eyes were pressed against my face, filled with joy.

Hua Xiangrong...

Moreover, the ceiling behind Hua Xiangrong was not unfamiliar to her.

She had seen Hua Xiangrong again and again in the CGs related to her.

That was the ceiling of Hua Xiangrong's boudoir in Yinghua City.

The room was filled with spiritual energy, showing no signs of being tainted by demonic energy.

Shi Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I had been thinking I was being played, but now I can finally relax.

She felt as if a breath had been released, her tense body suddenly collapsed, and Shi Yan fainted again.

"Ouch...ouch ouch!!!"

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the other side.

The entire Jiaofangsi (a type of entertainment venue) had been transformed into a place overrun by vengeful ghosts, and the Xingtiansi (another type of entertainment venue) cordoned off the entire Jiaofangsi.

However... inside the main hall of the Music Bureau of the Imperial Music Bureau.

A woman in a red dress stood on the red platform.

She clenched her fists.

That's where Shi Yan's presence disappeared.

Her crimson eyes were filled with anger, and Wen Ruya gritted her teeth.

"Shadow...Demon...Lord..."

"Shadow...Demon...Zong!!!"

Part 42 The Immortal Harp Without Spirit [First Update]

I fell into a bizarre and fantastical dream.

My body felt like it was falling endlessly.

When you reach out, your fingertips touch endless darkness, and a silky sensation entangles between your fingers.

Trying to struggle.

A slippery octopus tentacle silently wrapped around the ankle.

It was the ankle that Shadow Demon Lord had cursed with the "Phantom Curse".

A sense of powerlessness suddenly overwhelmed me.

Despair began to grow in my heart.

Bending down, what I saw was not some hideous monster shrouded in darkness.

Instead... a pair of innocent, golden eyes, like those of a newborn animal.

Hua Xiangrong forced a smile, then swallowed with a "gulp."

The master awoke from a beautiful dream.

She tried to sit up abruptly, only to find herself wrapped in a "warm and soft jade".

The girl, dressed in pure white, clung to him like an octopus. Her small nose was slightly wrinkled, and her pale pink lips shone with a beautiful luster in the rising sunlight.

Like honey.

Perhaps... as Shi Yan gently lifted the girl's soft body, the dream might not be entirely an illusion.

She carefully untied the girl's small hands that were wrapped around her.

Although she was tightly bound, Hua Xiangrong's strength was undeniable.

No matter what, she will never become a celestial being or a strong woman, binding her so tightly that she can't move.

Shi Yan's only concern was that the girl in his arms had such delicate, fair skin and a beautiful body.

She was afraid that she would hurt the girl when she pried open the girl's arms and legs that were wrapped around her body.

Perhaps it was because what happened yesterday was too terrible, and the girl was overworked.

They seemed so tired that they didn't react at all.

Shi Yan carefully put Hua Xiangrong down and tried to crawl out from under the covers, but suddenly everything went black.

The chill of early spring sent a shiver down his spine... Shi Yan then realized that he had been completely stripped naked by the girl.

Leaving aside the issue of clothing that binds the chest.

Even the ancient jade that he had been wearing to disguise himself and change perceptions was removed.

Shi Yan pulled over a roll of pink embroidered silk to cover herself slightly, then bent over and stood up.

Beside the bed.

The ring Xiaxia exchanged with herself, along with the ancient jade, were neatly stacked to the side.

The only thing missing was the clothes... which had vanished completely.

Not to mention his own clothes, he didn't even know where Hua Xiangrong's clothes had gone.

Shi Yan could only grab the storage ring first, and then pick out a few looser pieces of Xia Xia's underwear.

There was no chest binding.

Xiaxia's "cloth" and Xiaozhazi are not suitable for her to wear.

too small.

Teachers can only be embarrassed once in a long time.

Anyway, I've worn strapless bras before.

With the help of ancient jade to correct my understanding, I should be more careful when I return to my master's home.

At worst, he'll just get questioned by his female fans or enemies—"Why are your son's pectoral muscles so exaggerated?"

Wearing only his undergarments, Shi Yan walked barefoot on the ground.

She tugged at her chest.

I've already picked the loosest one, but... it still feels a bit tight.

A faint, delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Never mind... I don't care.

Hua Xiangrong's boudoir was filled with fur, which kept her feet very warm.

The black and white stripes look like they were peeled off the body of a white tiger that's bigger than a girl's bedroom.

But... how could that be?

The teacher smiled bitterly.

The true White Tiger is a divine beast. Its fierce and piercing aura alone is enough to paralyze ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

It was probably just a white tiger that had swallowed moonlight and star dew and grown exceptionally large.

The teacher turned around.

Hua Xiangrong clutched the blanket, her brows furrowed, her small hands gripping the edge of the bedding tightly, as if her precious treasure had slipped away.

Because of the girl's movements, the soft bedding was half-drawn, revealing the girl's delicate collarbone, like a flawless jade hook.

Shi Yan bent down and straightened the quilt for the girl.

She noticed Hua Xiangrong's long, slender eyelashes, which were trembling slightly.

This...little idiot.

The master did not expose him.