After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 96 - "A Few Little Tricks"

An Luo Yi was at her wit’s end.

Every time she was ready to take the next step with He Ange, when the mood was just right, something inexplicable would ruin it.

Even tonight, in the dead of night, someone was lurking in the shadows, watching them?

Thankfully, He Ange was observant and calm. He stopped her just in time; otherwise, she might have let her desires get the better of her and acted recklessly.

Now, her body was growing cold with frustration. She wanted nothing more than to summon her Silver Phoenix Sword and hunt down the intruders.

But once again, He Ange stopped her.

“Senior Sister, let me handle this.”

“I’ll go with you,” An Luo Yi said firmly.

“No. If they see you, they’ll panic and flee.”

“But there are at least three Core Formation cultivators among them.”

“If I’m not back in two hours, come find me at the Li residence,” He Ange said, his tone serious as he gazed into her eyes.

An Luo Yi was taken aback. She didn’t understand why he was so confident, nor how he was so certain the intruders were from the Li family.

Could it be that Li Zijing was seeking revenge for what happened earlier?

The thought made her even more uneasy.

“No, I can’t let you go alone.”

“Senior Sister, please, just this once, trust me and stay here,” He Ange said, cupping her face gently.

An Luo Yi felt like a child being coaxed by him. But she had to admit, his words softened her resolve.

Though she didn’t know what he had planned, He Ange had always been meticulous. She couldn’t help but trust him.

Still...

She couldn’t help but feel regretful about their interrupted evening.

If she were the one handling this, it would be over in less than five minutes. While she might not be able to capture all the intruders alive, she could at least leave them half-dead. Then, once the pests were dealt with, she could return to He Ange and pick up where they left off.

But if He Ange went, it would likely take at least an hour.

An Luo Yi was already burning with desire, eager to fulfill her longing. Waiting an hour at such a critical moment would only force her into another period of cold frustration.

The feeling of being unsatisfied yet forced to calm down...

It was pure torture.

“Maybe you should just...” she began, her voice tense as she clung to his arm, reluctant to let him leave.

But He Ange simply stroked her face gently. “Senior Sister, please, just wait for me this one last time.”

“But I want you...” she said, her voice uncharacteristically pleading.

“How about this?” He Ange said suddenly, pressing two fingers lightly against her lower abdomen.

As a small amount of spiritual energy seeped in, An Luo Yi felt her mind clear.

But while this calmed her thoughts, it didn’t ease the tension in her body. It was as if her desires had been sealed away, leaving her unable to act on them.

“What... what did you do?” she asked, her voice trembling.

“It’s just a simple mark to help you stay calm. I didn’t want you to let your emotions cloud your judgment,” He Ange explained, his tone soothing.

As she stared at him in confusion, he leaned in and kissed her gently. At the same time, his other hand pressed against her abdomen, massaging it in slow, circular motions.

Tonight, An Luo Yi was wearing black silk stockings that extended up to her stomach. The smooth texture of the fabric made her skin feel even softer to his touch.

Though her mind was clear, she couldn’t bring herself to resist his gentle kiss and touch.

Unbeknownst to her, a faint purple glow was emanating from her abdomen, the mark he had placed there radiating a subtle, sinister energy.

“I’ll be back soon, Senior Sister. Once I’ve dealt with these intruders, I’ll come back and hold you while we sleep,” He Ange said, pulling away and tucking her back under the blanket.

With her desires sealed, An Luo Yi no longer felt the same urgency. She simply watched him leave, her heart heavy with unease.

“Come back soon,” she murmured as his figure disappeared into the distance.

He seemed to hear her, raising a hand in acknowledgment as he walked away.

Sighing, An Luo Yi sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard as she replayed the events in her mind.

It was true...

She had let her emotions get the better of her, consumed by thoughts of intimacy. She hadn’t been thinking clearly.

Those intruders were likely after He Ange. If she had gone after them, it would have alerted their handlers. In hindsight, it made sense to let He Ange investigate.

Still...

Her mind was clear, but her body wasn’t. She couldn’t feel her desires, but she knew they were still there, buried beneath the surface.

“I’d be so embarrassed if he found out...”

“I should take a bath and change the sheets,” she muttered, feeling a pang of guilt as she began tidying up her bed.

…

Late Night.

Walking alone through the An residence courtyard, He Ange’s gaze was cold and focused.

Lately, he had been deliberately holding back with An Luo Yi. It wasn’t out of malice, but necessity—he needed to prepare for their eventual dual cultivation to break through his bottleneck.

Everyone knew that An Luo Yi was naturally reserved, her body unresponsive to most stimuli.

If he were to propose dual cultivation outright, she might sense his rogue cultivation methods during the process.

He couldn’t let that happen.

An Luo Yi’s deepest desires had already been awakened. Her body might not show it, but her heart was yearning.

Over the past few months, He Ange had been carefully building her feelings, pushing her to the brink.

He wanted to break through her icy demeanor, forcing her to confront her suppressed desires.

That way, when they finally engaged in dual cultivation, she would be overwhelmed by the experience, her mind consumed by pleasure. She would never suspect his true intentions.

During the process, he could safely complete his rogue cultivation breakthrough without her realizing.

For this reason, no matter how perfect the mood was tonight, he couldn’t give in.

Of course, He Ange wasn’t entirely heartless.

Before leaving, he had placed a temporary suppression mark on her abdomen, cutting off her body’s connection to her desires. This way, she wouldn’t be tempted to act on her own.

The mark was more effective than any traditional method of restraint.

While An Luo Yi felt calm now, the moment the mark was lifted, all the desires she had suppressed would come flooding back.

When that day came, she would be completely overwhelmed.

But for now, He Ange had other matters to attend to.

He needed to pay a visit to the Li residence and secure the third vote for his certification as a direct disciple.

…

“Come out. I know you were sent by the City Lord,” He Ange said, standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his voice cold.

As soon as he spoke, three figures emerged from the shadows, surrounding him in a triangular formation.

Dressed in black, their weapons and spiritual arrays gleamed under the moonlight.

He Ange quickly assessed the situation. Three Core Formation cultivators, at least mid-stage. The City Lord wasn’t holding back.

Without hesitation, He Ange leapt onto the roof, evading their encirclement.

The intruders were momentarily stunned.

They had expected He Ange to confront them head-on, given that he had detected their presence.

But instead...

The boy, who had seemed so composed, turned and fled at the first sign of conflict?

“After him!”

“Don’t let him escape!”

Under the moonlight, four figures darted across the rooftops of the capital. Eventually, one of the black-clad assassins caught up to He Ange, cutting him off mid-air.

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“Where do you think you’re going, brat?”

The two clashed, tumbling off the roof and crashing into a darkened teahouse.

The other two pursuers quickened their pace, rushing to provide backup.

Boom!

With a single strike, the teahouse door was blasted open. The two men stepped inside, only to freeze in horror at the scene before them.

The first assassin, who had confronted He Ange, was now shrouded in demonic energy, his movements stiff and unnatural. He followed behind the boy like a puppet.

And the boy himself...

He stood there, his left hand gripping a sword, his right hand holding a dark, malevolent orb—the Abyss Orb.

“Th-the Abyss Orb?!”

Bingo.

He Ange’s smile was chilling as he raised his hand in an incomprehensible gesture.

The two men turned to flee, but it was already too late.

“Shall we go?”

“Take me to your master.”