These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.

Ran Xinxue soon discovered that Wei Tu had pulled her to the Medicine King Pavilion outside the back mountain.

She didn't know why the other person had dragged her here.

After arriving here...

"Lie down."

Wei Tu pulled her to the windowsill of the Medicine King Pavilion and coldly gave her orders.

"What are you doing..."

Looking out the window, Ran Xinxue could see a figure with her back to her, leaning against the medicine stove.

She couldn't possibly not know who that figure was.

However, what she didn't understand was Wei Tu's intention.

Then Wei Tu pressed her against the windowsill and spoke to her almost in her ear in a voice that she found utterly disgusting and repulsive.

"You really dislike Mu Xitong, don't you?"

Ran Xinxue was stunned, seemingly not expecting how the other party knew.

Wei Tu said with a smile.

"Whether you like her or not is irrelevant, but it's certain that she hates you. If... Mu Xitong saw you acting lewdly under my protection... what would happen? What would she do? Are you scared?"

Ran Xinxue's eyes gradually widened.

"No, you can't..."

She lowered her voice as much as possible and cast a pleading look in her eyes.

She and Mu Xitong looked down on each other... Mu Xitong looked down on her methods and didn't appreciate her way of doing things.

If it weren't for the fact that she had been staying at the Medicine King Pavilion and Ran Xinxue had no reason to touch her, she would definitely feel annoyed.

How could I let her know this!

But Wei Tu laughed like a devil, and then groped for his fingertips in her despairing eyes.

"Hold on, Sect Master. Now, the only thing that can save you is your own patience."

Then his fingers started moving.

"Ugh...!"

Ran Xinxue instantly covered her lips and almost knelt down on the windowsill! PS: This month's bonus chapter rule is still 100 votes or 10,000 Fire Scrolls for a bonus chapter of 3,000 words~ Thank you for your subscriptions and thank you for every monthly ticket!

15. I'm giving up! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes!)

Nightmare!

Like a nightmare!

For Ran Xinxue, this day... this night was an absolute nightmare!

Ran Xinxue never imagined she would have such complex emotions, a mixture of pain, torment, and even a strange, unsettling excitement.

She never imagined that she would be watching Mu Xitong's back from that window in the Medicine King Pavilion.

She trembled, then twisted her body, fearing she might be discovered.

She bit her lip tightly, letting out an extremely low, yet incredibly alluring, hoarse moan.

Ran Xinxue knew that her posture must have seemed undignified, even dissolute, to the boy beside her, but there was nothing she could do… He was such a bastard! How could he torture himself like this?!

He forced himself to reach an unprecedented peak in a way he had never imagined, amidst fear, pain, torment, uncertainty, and unprecedented stimulation.

Perhaps that night, the ground beneath the window was so damp it could nurture a fertile land, and perhaps even the windowsill bore the deep imprint of his own hand.

Actually, the stimulation from the slave mark wasn't too bad. The key issue was that several times it seemed like Mu Xitong was about to look at me immediately, or even turned around!

But that bastard didn't stop tormenting me! The torture continued!

This feeling almost drove Ran Xinxue mad. It wasn't just utter humiliation; it was pushing her to the brink of despair.

More than dying, Ran Xinxue feared her reputation being ruined and her entire life being destroyed. She especially couldn't bear it if Mu Xitong, whom she hated and who hated her, discovered her pathetic state. It was worse than death!

How could that bastard do such a thing?!

When Wei Tu carried her soft, almost limp body back to her bedroom, Ran Xinxue was nearly completely destroyed.

She regained a little clarity, but still gripped the boy's clothes tightly.

Her eyes were red and swollen; she had already cried outside the Medicine King Pavilion, a heart-wrenching cry of despair.

She never imagined that she would be tormented like this by a boy younger than herself, with no dignity, no bottom line, and not even human rights.

She found that all her usual tricks seemed to be useless, and her schemes seemed to have no effect on him.

All she has left is her instinctive weakness.

It seems that's all there is.

She clutched the boy's collar, looking at him with red and swollen eyes.

"Why did you do this... Why did you do this to me...!"

Wei Tu placed the freshly dyed snow on the bed.

It has to be said that the soft and supple Ranxinxue felt incredibly good to the touch, even surpassing Lu Qingyan's.

Her figure is on the plump side, unlike Lu Qingyan who is all sword-like. Although she is slender, she is somewhat stiff.

Ran Xinxue was different. She exuded a soft and delicate aura, with skin as good as that of young girls like Jiang Ying and Su Mi, and her plumpness was no less than that of Mu Xitong. More importantly, this woman was more sensitive than she had imagined. Although she tried her best to restrain herself most of the time, her body's reactions were more exaggerated than she felt.

He put down Ran Xinxue and listened to her desperate cries.

Wei Tu sat calmly on the edge of the bed, still staring coldly at Ran Xinxue, as if he didn't want to give her a kind look at all.

"When you chose this path in life, you should have expected moments when you were powerless to control your own destiny. You should know that if your plan with that old monster had succeeded, I would be the one suffering like this, worse than death. I just let you experience it from his perspective."

Ran Xinxue clenched her fists, wanting to punch the boy hard in the chest.

This seemed to be a common way for girls to act coquettishly, but Wei Tu had no reason to indulge her. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, which was too weak to resist at the moment.

Ran Xinxue could only shout incoherently.

"Do you think I had a choice?! Who doesn't want to be an upright and good person?! If I could live whenever I wanted, wouldn't I also want to be a true sect leader of the Yuanjian Sect who can walk in the sunlight?! If I had that choice back then! If I could live by not agreeing, do you think I would want to do anything?! Do you think I have as many choices in life as you do?! Bastard! Bastard! You bastard...!"

Ran Xinxue struggled, but to no avail. Wei Tu had no heart to feel sorry for her, and even left red marks on her fair wrists.

Seeing her almost frantic state, Wei Tu calmed down.

"Didn't you have a choice? Then who let you live? Who gave you that right?"

Ran Xinxue glared angrily at Wei Tu, the tear stains at the corners of her eyes still wet.

"Do you think I'd be grateful to you for letting me live?! Living like this is worse than death! You just want revenge! You just want to torture me, and I'd rather die than be tortured like this by you!"

"Then go die."

Ran Xinxue was stunned.

He stared blankly at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with a cold smile.

"The power to choose whether or not to die has always been in your hands. I don't think you'll die, and even if you do decide to die, I won't feel sorry for you. Because you didn't die when you should have died the most, so dying at any time afterward will seem hypocritical. That's right, a person's desire to die is hypocritical. How much of a failure do you think your life is? The time when you should have died the most was when that old monster made you do these things, but you didn't die then. How could you possibly die afterward? Ran Xinxue, after all these years, how have you been deceiving yourself?"

The series of questions was almost deafening.

Ran Xinxue was momentarily stunned.

yes……

Why should living a life worse than death?

Have I been deceiving myself all along? Can I even be hypocritical about life and death?

But... but what am I if I can't even die? What's the point of living if I'm even more useless than trash?

Ran Xinxue stared blankly at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu watched as her gaze gradually darkened, as if all her anger and resentment had vanished.

It was as if her world consisted only of despair.

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with amusement.

"Remember this, your life was spared by me. Don't even think about the slave mark thing. I have no reason to trust you. As for what you want to do, that's up to you. Find your own meaning in life. Whether you choose to walk towards the light or the darkness is none of my business. But if you piss me off, you will definitely die. Don't ask me why I'm not gentle with you; that's just who I am."

Ran Xinxue stared blankly at Wei Tu for a long time. Just as Wei Tu was about to get up and leave, Ran Xinxue finally spoke.

Do you want me to be your slave forever?

This is a difficult question to answer.

Wei Tu thought for a moment.

"At least for now, you have no reason to put my mind at ease."

Ran Xinxue continued to look at him.

"I'm asking you... is this all the reason you turned me into a slave?"

"if not?!"

Wei Tu asked the other woman, puzzled, "What is this woman thinking?"

Ran Xinxue bit her thin lips slightly, and a bewitching blush, like that of someone drunk, suddenly appeared on her face.

"You didn't... have any ulterior motives towards me?"

"What are you trying to do..."

"Don't you... want to ravage my body...? Don't you want to possess me? Even if it means... abusing me?"

It was very simple to say those words, because when a woman said them, it sounded almost like she was deliberately reminding the other person what to do in that situation.

After all, the current situation has all the necessary elements.