Moonlight streamed into the sanctum.
Mu Qinglan stood barefoot on the cold jade floor, robe loose at the shoulders. Her long silver hair fell freely, her cheeks flushed with anticipation and shame. She didn't wear her Saintess crown tonight. No spiritual seal, no incense.
Just her heart, racing.
Just her body, aching.
And the man seated before her — robes undone, chest bare, eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight.
Han Li.
Her corrupter.
Her obsession.
Her… master?
"Take it," she whispered. "All of it."
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She stepped forward and let the robe fall.
She was flawless.
Pale skin like untouched snow. Full, trembling breasts tipped with pink. Slender waist. Soft thighs. And lower still — the smooth, untouched mound of a sacred virgin Yin Core. The most coveted treasure in the sect.
Han Li stood.
His hand touched her cheek.
"You're sure?" he asked.
She nodded, already trembling. "I need it. I need you inside me."
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He lifted her gently, carried her to the bed like a bride.
She gasped as her back met the silk sheets. Her hands reached for him — clutching, desperate. He kissed her deeply, hungrily, as his hand slid between her legs.
She was already drenched.
Her thighs parted without protest. Her breath hitched as his fingers explored her slick folds, teasing, preparing.
When he pressed a single fingertip to her entrance, she whimpered.
When he slipped inside, her back arched.
She moaned.
So sensitive.
So tight.
He moved above her, positioning himself at her entrance. The tip of his cock pressed gently against her virgin slit.
Her eyes widened.
"I-It's… big…"
"I'll be slow."
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He entered her.
The tight ring of her purity resisted—then gave way with a gasp and a jolt of pain and pleasure so sharp she cried out.
"Ahhh—!"
Her hands clutched his arms. Tears pricked her eyes.
But she didn't stop him.
She pulled him in deeper.
Her body trembled, trying to adjust. She was so tight around him—like heaven's gates opening for the first time, just barely enough to let him in.
And then…
He began to move.
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Slow, careful thrusts.
Her moans filled the chamber.
At first small, soft, confused.
Then louder.
Needier.
Faster.
Every time his hips met hers, her breasts bounced, her hands grasped, her legs tightened around his waist.
"I—ahhh—it's… spreading…"
"What is?"
"The… the fire… inside…"
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> Yin Core fully broken.
Saintess Mu Qinglan's virginity claimed.
+5000 EP Gained
Trait Unlocked: Jade Womb – When impregnated, child will inherit holy and demonic dual roots.
Bond Level: Lifelong Obsession – She will never desire another.
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Her orgasm came like lightning through clear skies.
She gasped once—then screamed.
Her body locked. Her inner walls clamped down around him like sacred silk turned into lustful heat.
Her holy Qi shattered.
Han Li came with a groan, thrusting deep as he filled her womb with the mark of his conquest.
Her arms wrapped around him as she sobbed in bliss.
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When she awoke later, naked and aching in his arms, she whispered:
"I don't deserve the title anymore…"
He kissed her neck.
"You'll get a new one."
"…What?"
"My Saint of Sin."