Nightfall in the Capital Manor
The Capital Manor lay hushed beneath the lacquered canopy of night. Plum blossom petals floated like drifting thoughts—fragrant, fragile, and crimson-tipped. Lanterns burned low, casting honey-gold shadows across silk-covered walls and jade floors.
Gu Changge stood bare-chested at the open balcony. His black robe hung untied at the waist, sleeves fluttering in the night breeze. His long hair, unbound, spilled like a cascade of shadows down his back. The moon traced the clean angles of his collarbone, his chest, and the faint, glowing sigils beneath his skin.
He was no ordinary cultivator.
His Demonic Succubus Physique pulsed faintly, absorbing ambient yin qi. It exuded domination with each breath—an allure that bent desire, loyalty, and resistance alike.
Behind him, Yuerou stepped out from the bath, her curves haloed by rising steam. Her damp hair clung to her shoulders, perfumed and dark. The silk robe she wore—white, near-translucent—molded to her body, showing every seductive slope: a narrow waist, long legs, full hips, and round D-cup breasts rising with each breath.
> "You're staring," she said softly.
He turned.
> "I'm deciding," he murmured.
> "Deciding what?"
> "Whether to crown you...
...or consume you."
She stepped fully into the moonlight. One shoulder bared. Her robe slid lower with every step.
> "Why not both?"
Their lips met like lightning on dry tinder.
He didn't guide her to the bed.
He pinned her to a dark wooden column, the lacquer still warm from lantern heat. One hand under her thigh, he lifted her leg until it wrapped around his waist, drawing her flush against him.
Their mouths collided. Tongues tangled. Her breath stuttered as his fingers slipped beneath her robe and found her slick and ready.
> [Ding! Demonic Succubus Physique Activated]
Yin Compatibility Detected — 98.7%
Pleasure Amplification: Double
He knelt before her, lifting her other leg over his shoulder.
And tasted her—slowly, with reverence and cruelty alike—until her hands gripped his hair, muffling her moans in her sleeve, her hips arching uncontrollably.
Then he stood—and entered her in one powerful thrust.
She gasped—half pain, half worship. He wrapped a hand around her throat, not to harm.
Her Jade Sovereign Physique ignited instinctively, golden-red light pulsing under her navel.
> "You want to be ruined," he growled.
> "I want to be yours," she gasped. "Whatever that means."
> "Good."
He fucked her against the column, each thrust shaking the wall. Her robe fell open, clinging only to her wrists. Her breasts bounced with every motion, flushed and heavy.
He slapped her ass—sharp and echoing.
She moaned aloud.
> "Again," she begged.
So he did. Harder.
By the time they reached the bed, her legs were trembling. He carried her like a blade being sheathed—intentional, precise.
He laid her across the golden silk sheets, then flipped her over and dragged her hips up.
> "Hands forward."
She obeyed instantly, gripping the headboard. He slid into her from behind.
The sounds—the wet slap of hips, the ragged cries, the headboard rocking—echoed under the bed canopy like sacred drums.
> [Ding! Sovereign Binding Protocol Initiated]
Shared Qi Circulation Formed
Dual Breakthrough Rate: Tripled
His qi surged forward—into her, around her, through her. Her core flared golden as she screamed into the silk, the pleasure tearing through her soul.
> "Changge… I'm going to—"
> "Not yet."
He gripped her waist and pounded deeper, relentless, overwhelming.
And when she broke—trembling, crying, shaking—he hauled her upright by the hair and bit her shoulder, leaving a raw red mark.
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He flipped her onto her back. She climbed on top, sweat beading on her flushed skin.
She rode him—wild, divine.
Her D-cup breasts bounced with every thrust as her hips slammed down again and again. Gu Changge gritted his teeth, watching her become his weapon, his fire.
He reached up, licking and sucking each breast, biting gently, flicking her nipples with his tongue.
> "You're not a woman," he said, breathless. "You're a divine weapon."
> "Then let me slay for you."
He thrust upward—once, twice, deeper—and she came undone with a scream.
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They entered the bath again. Steam rose as the water danced with red lotus oil and residual qi.
She straddled him once more, knees on either side of his waist, their bodies slick with sweat and heat. He pulled her into another kiss—wet, gasping, endless—before her lips trailed down.
She worshipped him with her mouth, slow and divine, her head bobbing as he leaned back, groaning, fingers buried in her perfumed hair.
And then he returned the favor—lifting her onto the bath's edge, spreading her thighs, and burying his mouth between them like a starving beast.
> "Changge—ah—stop, I—!"
She couldn't finish.
She screamed as her body seized up, qi exploding like fireworks within her meridians.
When he entered her again, her back arched violently, eyes rolling back as the final climax overtook her.
Their cultivation, their breathing, their bodies and cores aligned in one tidal wave of release—
> [Ding! Breakthrough Achieved — Late Gold Core Stage]
Cultivation Advancement Complete.
Dual Resonance Amplified.
A pulse of spiritual flame erupted into the water, turning it briefly gold and scarlet.
Yuerou let out one last sob of pleasure—
And fainted in his arms.
Her head dropped softly onto his shoulder. Her breathing remained steady, but her body had gone slack—completely spent, mind lost in a bliss she could no longer endure.
Gu Changge held her, the steam curling around them like a dragon's breath.
> "Tch… You really broke," he whispered, amused and possessive.
He kissed her temple, carried her from the bath, and laid her gently upon the golden silks of their bed, covering her with a robe.
Her face still wore a faint smile—dreaming even in unconsciousness.
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after some time She stirred briefly in his arms as qi flowed gently around her. A sovereign jade spiral wreathed in crimson light now glowed just above her womb.
It wasn't his doing.
It had formed on its own, an echo of the resonance between their physiques and souls.
> "You didn't mark me," she whispered, still half-asleep. "It just... happened."
> "You answered ," he said.
She smiled, dazed, blissful.
> "Even now… I feel your thoughts inside me…"
> [Passive Unlocked: Soul-Bound Telepathy — Target: Yuerou]
> "You've ruined me for anyone else."
> "That was the point."
She drifted again into sleep, fingers curled weakly on his chest.
> "Let the world call me traitor," she murmured. "Let them curse my name. I'll walk into fire for you."
> "You won't walk," he said darkly.
"You'll burn."
And so would the world that dared stand in their way.
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System Update
> New Title Gained: Sovereign Flame-Linked
Shared techniques and battlefield synergy unlocked with Yuerou.
> Passive Gained: Flame Anchor
Yuerou stabilizes chaotic qi. Cultivation speed +20% when co-cultivating.