The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Switching Roles, the Secret Technique of Stopping Short!

The sudden impact left Liu Ruyan’s mind blank for a moment. A sound she couldn’t suppress escaped her red lips. Her trembling body curled up like a shrimp. Instinctively, she wanted to cut off the source, but Ning Chen’s calm voice stopped her.

“Don’t move, Master. I’m helping you here.”

Liu Ruyan, furious and struggling to endure the strange sensations, gasped, “You! You call this… ah~… helping…?”

Despite her words, her hands subconsciously stopped moving, unconsciously obeying his command.

Ning Chen tilted his head, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Why wouldn’t it be? If Master isn’t used to it, then just use it more. Once you get used to it, it’ll be fine, right?”

When faced with problems, you can’t just run away. Smiling and facing them head-on is the real solution!

“You… bastard!” Liu Ruyan desperately held back.

Her beautiful willow-like eyebrows furrowed, her phoenix eyes tightly shut, and she bit her lips, trying her best not to let out any embarrassing sounds. Yet, two streams of fragrant saliva still escaped from the corners of her mouth. Surrendering to A’Chen’s supreme spear was one thing, but if she were to be defeated by a mere spiritual tool, how could she, the Qinglian True Monarch, ever show her face again?

Liu Ruyan thought she was resisting well, but she had no idea how utterly broken she looked at this moment. No matter how strong the body of a Deity Transformation stage expert was, certain parts still had to soften. She wanted to circulate her cultivation techniques to resist, but her mind couldn’t even form a complete spell. There was no helping it—this spiritual tool, when fully activated, was far more powerful than any charging device from her previous life. Even a true immortal wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Ning Chen completely ignored her protests and coldly scolded, “Master, look at your worthless state! Where’s the dignity of a sect leader?”

His tone was stern and commanding.

“Put your hands on your head and stand up! Chest out, stand straight!”

“Mmm…” Liu Ruyan let out a pitiful whimper.

Her will struggled against the stimulation, back and forth.

Finally, she managed to stand up, but her eyes were already filled with desire and confusion.

Ning Chen got off the bed and circled Liu Ruyan twice, nodding in satisfaction. “Good. Stand like this for a quarter of an hour.”

“If you dare make any big movements…”

Slap!

A crisp slap followed by a cry of surprise echoed clearly in the stone chamber.

Watching Liu Ruyan tremble instinctively several times, Ning Chen withdrew his hand, a perverse smile of satisfaction spreading across his face.

The feeling was good.

He had wanted to do this for a long time!

Hatred doesn’t disappear; it just shifts in uncontrollable directions.

Ning Chen didn’t consider himself a normal person anymore.

Don’t worry, he would take it all back, bit by bit!

How could he forget a century of humiliation?

Ning Chen didn’t rely solely on brute force to achieve miracles. That would only make Liu Ruyan adapt too quickly, and that wouldn’t be fun.

After a moment of thought, the spiritual tool suddenly paused for a moment. Liu Ruyan, who had been about to relax, was immediately hit again, forcing her to continue enduring in frustration.

But this time was different.

Ning Chen used some familiar, deeply ingrained melodies in his mind to control the rhythm of the jade plug.

Sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

Sometimes silent, sometimes intense.

Liu Ruyan’s reactions varied in intensity accordingly.

Ning Chen didn’t care about any of that.

If her actions became too extreme, he would just hit her!

But no matter what, the endurance of a Deity Transformation stage expert was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Surprisingly, Liu Ruyan managed to stumble through half a quarter of an hour.

However, even the highest mountain has a peak, and the longest river has an end.

Liu Ruyan’s thoughts were completely muddled. Her head tilted back, her mouth wide open, she let out unconscious beast-like cries, and her body began to reflexively anticipate.

The vibration of the jade beads slowed, slowed, and slowed again, until it finally stopped.

But Liu Ruyan knew that this was just the calm before the biggest wave!

Her jade-like body anticipated and prepared for the final surge.

Yet, there was only silence.

Pat pat.

This time, it was a light tap on her face.

Liu Ruyan came back to her senses in a daze, and what met her eyes was the smiling face of the young man.

“Hmm, Master seems to be adapting quite well. The first time always needs a bit of a buffer. Let’s end today’s training here.”

Just like a long-distance runner who stops and may never continue, Liu Ruyan was the same. She collapsed to the ground.

The smooth jade beads fell out with a clatter, rolling all the way to Ning Chen’s feet.

The stone chamber had a cleaning array, so the floor was spotless.

Ning Chen picked them up and rubbed them in his hand.

Hmm, so smooth.

“Is it over?” Liu Ruyan asked in disbelief, or more accurately, unwilling to believe.

Ning Chen nodded. “Yes, this method requires gradual progress. You can’t expect to achieve everything in one go.”

He blinked, pretending to be puzzled. “Master, is there a problem?”

“N-no,” Liu Ruyan let out a long breath and quickly shook her head.

“Good.”

Liu Ruyan stared intently at the back of the person holding the jade beads as he turned away. Her folded legs unconsciously tightened, and the soft flesh on the inside of her thighs rubbed together.

Her heart was filled with resentment.

This… this is too much!

She was so close to…!

As for Ning Chen, who had turned away, he was already humming softly in his heart.

Hmph.

The divine technique of stopping short.

Didn’t expect that, did you?

Sitting back on the bed, he played with the jade beads in his hand and asked the reason he had called her here today.

“Has the sect finished recruiting new disciples?”

“Did A’Ling tell you? Her mouth is so loose,” Liu Ruyan said, somewhat displeased.

She still thought that creating a female-only sect was entirely her own idea.

Ning Chen smiled faintly. “Then how does Master plan to train these junior sisters?”

Liu Ruyan felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze. “I have my own arrangements. No need for Ning Chen to worry.”

She was too ashamed to voice her true thoughts.

But how could Ning Chen not know?

Confirming the news was enough; he would see for himself sooner or later.

Thinking this, he casually tossed the spiritual tool back into the woman’s arms.

“Alright, Master, you may leave now.”

Liu Ruyan didn’t want to go.

Her body had already been stirred up.

Instead of retreating, she stepped forward, somewhat awkwardly saying, “A… A’Chen, tonight, could you… with me…?”

If it were before, Liu Ruyan wouldn’t have cared so much. If she wanted something, she would just take it by force, without giving any regard to human rights.

But after six years under the influence of the slave seal, the balance of power had subtly shifted.

Ning Chen first glanced at the jade beads in Liu Ruyan’s arms, then at her stunning face filled with anticipation and desire.

His smile grew even more wicked.

“Sure, but I have a small condition.”

…

“Mmm, A’Chen, do we really have to put this in first?”

Liu Ruyan’s voice was filled with unease and a hint of hidden anticipation.

“Of course.”

“Won’t it get stuck if it goes too deep?”

“How could it? Master is a Deity Transformation stage cultivator.”

The system’s midnight announcement sounded at that moment.

This night, everything was about to explode.

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