These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

However, their talent pool is not as abundant as that of the Yuanjian Sect, and they keep a low profile, which is why they are not as famous. In terms of combat strength, the Fulong Sect is definitely a formidable opponent.

Who wouldn't like it if such an adversary became an ally?

But that wasn't what Wei Tu cared about. He looked coldly at Ran Xinxue in front of him, as if he needed an answer or a definite explanation.

Ran Xinxue chuckled, seemingly somewhat wooden, as if she had given up resisting fate and was merely a pawn to be manipulated.

Looking into Wei Tu's cold eyes, she seemed to have no fear at all, but rather appeared very bold, even moving closer to her face.

"How about it? You want me to do more things that are meaningful to the Yuanjian Sect? Is that meaningful? I'll sacrifice myself for the Yuanjian Sect, okay? This isn't my suggestion, it's Yao Xiang's suggestion. As long as you agree, I'll do as you say immediately, so you don't have to exert any effort. With your great sense of righteousness, you can benefit the entire Yuanjian Sect, okay?"

Her words seemed so upright and honest, yet they were filled with countless sarcastic remarks directed at herself.

Wei Tu heard it very clearly.

But he didn't care about any of that at the moment.

He simply stared coldly at Ran Xinxue.

What do you think?

Ran Xinxue's smile vanished, and she even gripped the table with a frantic grip, leaning forward to get close to the boy's face, staring intently into his eyes as if not allowing him the slightest chance to look away.

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean, 'I want'? If you want it, I'll grant your wish. You want to break free from me anyway, don't you? I can even generously help you remove the slave mark, allowing you to walk towards your 'light' without any worries."

"Then tell me! Tell me you want me to marry Yao Xiang to fulfill your own righteous cause! You want the Yuanjian Sect to be saved because of my sacrifice!"

She suddenly raised her voice, even stood up, and roared almost hysterically.

Wei Tu also stood up and looked at Ran Xinxue.

"Isn't this what you wanted? You'll gain even more power if you marry him, don't you want that? Why are you being hypocritical and asking for my approval now? We've already got the letter back!"

Wei Tu's voice also rose, and the two of them seemed unconcerned about being overheard by outsiders, as if they had no time to care.

Upon hearing Wei Tu's words, Ran Xinxue's face flushed red, and she rushed towards Wei Tu.

"You bastard...! You despicable bastard!! Why won't you talk! You just won't talk!"

Wei Tu reached out and grabbed the hand that the other person was about to slap him in the face. He then twisted her body around, grabbed her fair wrist, and pressed her directly onto the table in front of him. He half-squatted down, pressing down on her slender and hot body. But at this moment, he seemed unable to think about anything more romantic. Both of them seemed to be in a strange emotional state because of this letter.

"Let me go! You coward! You coward who dares not say a word! What righteousness, what sacrifice... you just want me to say it myself so you won't feel any guilt. You are a complete hypocrite! What else do you have to say, you... bastard!"

Wei Tu ignored the struggling woman, firmly restraining her hands around her waist and pressing down on her body.

“If you don’t want it this way, I won’t let you do it. If you do want it… do you think I’ll stop you?”

The newly dyed snow seemed to have gone mad.

She shook her head wildly, her hair flying wildly like a dark forest.

Her flushed face and increasingly hazy eyes suggested she was on the verge of collapse.

"Why won't you speak! Why won't you speak?! Why didn't you stop me? You turned me into this, and then just abandoned me like that. What's the difference between you and those treacherous, worthless men? You stinking dog...you bastard...you die and go to hell, the eighteenth level of hell! Never to be reincarnated! I hate you, I will hate you for all eternity, you bastard! You bastard...uh!"

Suddenly, Ran Xinxue froze, because she felt her dress being torn apart from behind.

A slightly cool sensation, as if blown by a breeze, came from below my waistline.

It made her feel as if she couldn't help but shiver.

Then she heard the boy's heavy, undeniable breathing.

"Of course I'll stop you. Now I understand, you wretched woman, you deserve to be punished in my hands for the rest of your life, you bitch...!"

Ran Xinxue seemed to be stunned for a moment, and finally, crystal tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

But she stubbornly kept shouting.

"You filthy man! You filthy dog!! You filthy male dog!"

Such harsh words seemed to be a form of coercion, forcing Wei Tu to treat this ignorant and lowly slave with even more extreme methods.

He raised his hand high, then brought it down hard.

With a "smack!", a bright red finger mark was left on her clean, tender, and pert buttocks.

This caused Ran Xinxue to groan in pain, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

But a hopeless smile appeared on her face, and her screams became even more frantic.

"You stinking dog! You're nothing! You're nothing...! Go ahead and kill me if you dare! Bastard... bastard! Ah...!" PS: I didn't want to add this PS because I thought it was unnecessary, but... I'll say it anyway: There's no NTR, no NTR!!

72 Hey~ Just having fun~

No one can face the true nature of justice or evil; neither truth is easy to look at directly.

It is certainly not absolutely pure white, or a bright and open color.

It was either shocking or covered in bloody wounds.

The boy, straddling the chair, could see the shapely buttocks covered in handprints, while the woman between his legs had a seductive face.

It seems that the only thing that can be achieved through coercion is terrible, but indulging in it seems to be the only reason that feels normal.

Anger doesn't mean giving up thinking; at least Wei Tu hasn't reached that point yet.

Wei Tu didn't want a woman to make such a sacrifice for him, no matter how wicked she was.

Why make sacrifices when things can be resolved? Wei Tu didn't think that being reborn meant things should be made to this extent because of him.

Moreover, the attitude of Fulong Temple made Wei Tu very suspicious. It's no exaggeration to say that the young man had already smelled a conspiracy.

Always trusting his intuition, Wei Tu felt this move was of paramount importance.

"okay."

Wei Tu let out a soft breath.

The woman raised her head, an alluring liquid hanging from the corner of her mouth, her whole face exuding charm and allure. Her seductive charm was never inferior to anyone else's, as if this submissive experience had added a unique color to all her actions.

But now he looked at himself with a slightly mocking expression.

"You're done after just one time? If you ask me, you might as well go all the way. Isn't this in-between feeling uncomfortable?"

Wei Tu lowered his head slightly and reached out to pinch Ran Xinxue's smooth chin. At this moment, there was a slight sweat on her skin, which affected the feel of her hand.

She looked at Ran Xinxue with even more disdain.

"I don't know what you're so smug about, as if saying such things means something. I just feel there's a conspiracy involved."

"Hehehe, a conspiracy... Wei Tu, you're getting more and more stubborn every day."

Seeing Ran Xinxue's disdainful look, Wei Tu touched her lips with his index finger, and then, under her threatening gaze, he forced his way into her mouth.

The boy said with a smile.

"I don't know if I'm stubborn or not, but you're quite soft-hearted."

"...Ugh...you...ugh...!"

Ran Xinxue couldn't say what she wanted to say and could only let the other person stir things up.

The fingers, smeared with liquid, were a tool that was a few sizes too small. Wei Tu stared at the face filled with desire.

He restrained his inner impulses and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Offering too much leverage is not a good thing, and being overly enthusiastic definitely indicates ulterior motives. Don't you think there's anything wrong with that?"

Ran Xinxue finally reached out and pulled Wei Tu's finger out of her mouth, then wiped it clean on her full breasts, still mixed with her own saliva.

Then he disdainfully shook off Wei Tu's hand.

Everything she did was so contradictory, but Wei Tu no longer felt that it was contradictory. It was as if this woman's label was contradiction, and she couldn't live without acting out.

She looked at Wei Tu with a cold smile.

"Of course I know it's not right. How could there be such a good thing? A cultivator at the Divine Realm would be thinking about getting married all the time? Besides, why would he willingly hand over the Fulong Temple to me? This pie in the sky looks good... but it inevitably makes people think of the conspiracy behind it."

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with annoyance.

"Since you knew, why did you deliberately say that just now?"

Ran Xinxue knelt down and stuffed her entire body into the boy's crotch, as if forcibly squeezing into Wei Tu's embrace, pressing her hot body against his lower abdomen. The key point is that some things had not yet been withdrawn, so the sensation was very obvious and intense.

"What are you doing, all messed up like that..."

Wei Tu leaned back with obvious disgust, but Ran Xinxue had already hugged his waist, clinging to his body shamelessly, and said with unusual smugness, "What? You're disgusted with your own stuff? I'm not disgusted at all."

"You're not disgusted? Who was that person who pretended to throw up just now?"

"But I swallowed it all, didn't I? Aren't you satisfied? How about we do it again?"

Ran Xinxue was like a god of war at this moment. This was probably the highest level of shamelessness. For some reason, Wei Tu had never thought of this before.

At first, the goal was simply to make the woman behave herself and stop trying to cause trouble for herself.

But the result of things developing to this day is that this woman not only hasn't become more honest and dutiful... but she seems to have even forgotten what those four words look like.

Countless moments of madness, she does her best to display her enchanting charm.

Wei Tu was well aware that if outsiders found out, they would probably do everything in their power to hysterically mock this woman for her shamelessness.

But the fatal thing is that he actually feels that this image is more and more consistent with Ran Xinxue. To put it simply, he actually feels that this kind of thing happening to her is so normal... even more of a match, making him unable to resist.

Does this mean that without realizing it, I only let her develop her nature, but I also became deeply involved and turned into a strange person?

Wei Tu took a deep breath.

"Be normal."

Ran Xinxue smiled blankly, her eyes seeming somewhat unfocused; there never seemed to be any deep affection in her eyes.

Only unrestrained madness could allow her to mock this world that had made her so absurd.

To be fair, Wei Tu could understand to some extent. If it weren't for Ruoyuan, or if she had never appeared in Yuanjian Sect, her life might have been completely different.

Perhaps she is now a renowned fairy, seen by others as dignified, composed, and unapproachable.

But fate had other plans for her; everything had happened to her.

Not everyone has the right to defy fate; she simply became part of the majority, and then, after the majority, became an absolutely unique individual.