In a grimy stable on the outskirts of Yau Ma Tei,
a powerfully built man with bulging muscles was working hard over a disheveled woman.
Before long, his eyes grew redder and redder.
The woman's aura weakened by the second.
When bloodshot veins completely filled his eyes, the man suddenly reached out and clamped his hand around the woman's throat.
His strength was terrifying.
In moments, the woman stopped moving altogether.
"Damn it… damn it all!!!"
The man roared and cursed hysterically.
He was none other than Nami—the head-lowering sorcerer who had gone mad on the path of the demonic arts, unable to turn back.
At this point, he was completely under the control of his inner demon.
And that inner demon… was Ah Mei.
Ever since he had seen Ah Mei once, her shadow had lodged itself deep in his heart.
As his killings grew more frequent, the inner demon grew stronger and stronger as well.
He had been utterly consumed by it—
Ah Mei had become his obsession.
"Why is it still not working?!"
He had tried using countless prostitutes as substitutes for Ah Mei,
but no matter how many he killed, none of them could replace her.
Nami knew this clearly.
Only by truly possessing Ah Mei—just once—could he dissolve this inner demon.
He would conquer her in the most brutal way possible!
Huff.
His hand brushed across the dead prostitute's face.
Blood tears streamed from her lifeless eyes.
Her soul had already been crushed by him; resentment refined away, turned into fuel for his Yin–Yang Head-Lowering.
Once Yin–Yang Head-Lowering was activated, there was no turning back.
The only path forward was to kill more people—
To strengthen his yin deity.
"That damn bastard,"
he spat hatefully.
Earlier that day, everything had almost gone perfectly.
He had successfully possessed Chen Guobang using Yin–Yang Head-Lowering and was just about to succeed.
But that damn cop had ruined everything.
Thinking of that policeman's terrifying strength, Nami couldn't help but feel lingering fear.
Even the corpse he had painstakingly refined had been destroyed so casually.
That man was clearly no ordinary mortal.
If it weren't absolutely necessary, Nami didn't want to provoke someone like that.
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly.
He refused to believe that a mere policeman could guard Chen Guobang and Ah Mei twenty-four hours a day.
All he needed was a brief opening—
And he could succeed.
He would completely turn Ah Mei into his.
After killing the prostitute, Nami leapt out the window and fled, returning to his hideout.
He lived in a rundown wooden shack.
No one would have imagined that a head-lowering master of such power—someone who stirred chaos and bloodshed—would live in a place like this.
Inside, the room had been arranged into a ritual altar.
Atop the altar stood a six-armed evil god.
Pig heads, goat heads, and cow heads—still dripping with blood—were laid out as offerings.
He clasped his hands together and devoutly knelt before the idol.
Yet his heart was still restless.
The demonic fire he had vented earlier on the prostitute hadn't diminished at all—
instead, it burned even more fiercely.
His eyes snapped open, a flash of crimson light streaking past.
"Yin–Yang Head-Lowering!"
He growled softly.
A transparent phantom floated out from his body.
This was the spirit form he had refined using the resentment and souls of others.
He wanted to go take another look—see if there was a chance to strike.
In spirit form, as long as he didn't run into a cultivator with profound attainment, he should be safe.
That policeman from earlier didn't seem to understand cultivation at all.
His spirit moved extremely fast.
In just a few breaths, he arrived at Ah Mei's residence.
Carefully, he slipped inside.
The moment he entered, his heart leapt with joy—
That bastard wasn't here!
Heaven was truly on his side.
"Ah Mei… I'm here."
His voice carried barely restrained excitement as he began searching the apartment.
"I found you!"
Ah Mei was lying on the bed, fast asleep.
Strangely, she was the only person in the apartment—no one else was there.
Perfect.
Exactly what he wanted.
Something felt a little off, but at this point Nami couldn't think anymore.
Ah Mei's appearance alone was enough to overwhelm his reason.
She wore only a thin nightgown, silk-like in texture.
Large patches of snow-white skin were faintly visible, seductive beyond words.
Her figure was explosive—even lying flat, her curves were clearly outlined.
Nami's breathing grew heavier and heavier.
He completely lost control.
The inner demon left him almost incapable of thought.
All that remained before his eyes—
Was that alluring body.
This was Ah Mei.
He was one hundred percent certain.
He could no longer endure it.
Tonight, he had to make it happen!
In a corner of the room where Nami couldn't see,
a man and a woman were standing silently.
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