The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 575 - 330 Intercept

The Gold Storage Tower Building Owner’s daughter, Chun Yijing, had a very strange dream tonight.

In the first half of the dream, that guy called Chen Dingyuan, who had been pursuing her for over a month, took her to a small inn and fed her several sips of fruit juice. Although the man was not annoying, she had no intention of really dating him, so she wanted to scold him for his audacity, but her body became softer and hotter. She fell into Chen Dingyuan’s arms and he helped her onto the bed and started caressing her.

He violated her with a strange smile, and although he did not go all the way, his hands seemed magical, setting off wave after wave of pleasure on her body. She remembered that as the last wave of pleasure came, he whispered a few words in her ear, then her Divine Sense fell into a blank.

In the latter half of the dream, Chen Dingyuan was gone, she didn’t know when he had left. But the door opened again, and a man in white walked in. She barely opened her eyes, and noticed the man was even more handsome than Chen Dingyuan. He smelled the fruit juice bottle on the table and then came over to lift her chin and scrutinized her closely.

Since when had Miss Chun been treated so frivolously by someone? She wanted to tell him to let go, but the heat in her body surged again, causing her to involuntarily breathe lightly, with a hint of seduction in her eyes. The man in white raised his eyebrows, looking at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, seemingly pondered for a while before gently joining her on the bed and untied her robe.

Next, she experienced excruciating pain, but due to the potent effects of the drug, it quickly turned into supreme joy. This extreme pleasure was much stronger than the finger techniques Chen Dingyuan had used on her. She didn’t remember how much time had passed, but she was tormented until she was utterly exhausted and then fell into a deep sleep.

When she slowly woke up, she found herself lying in the small room of the inn in her dream. Covered with a thin quilt, a young man leaned against the table, his features even more handsome in the morning sunshine, much better in temperament than that rascal Chen Dingyuan.

He smiled, revealing his white teeth: "You’re awake?"

Chun Yijing reflexively tightened the quilt, and then realized that there was not a part of her body that wasn’t in pain, especially her abdomen which was sorely swollen. This shock was not insignificant, she suddenly slapped her hand and the soft sword that was coiled like a snake among the clothes immediately straightened up, controlled by her to strike at the man in white.

The other party extended his palm and swatted the soft sword away like swatting a fly, frowning and saying, "Miss, please listen to me?" Without waiting for her to scold him, he continued, "My surname is Duanmu, named Yan, and I am the third-generation chief Disciple of Xijian Temple. I was staying next door last night, heard strange noises coming from this room, rushed here, and found someone had drugged you and was about to molest you. That person ran away quickly when I interrupted. I wanted to help you, but you were under strong influence of the drug... " Towards the end, his voice lowered, and his face appeared slightly red.

What he said matched what she saw in her dream, it seems it wasn’t a dream. Chun Yijing was stunned for a long time, tears flowing in her eyes. Duanmu Yan gave a wry smile and said, "I’ve said my piece. I was also at fault last night, ruining your innocence. If you feel wronged, you can strike me twice now."

Chun Yijing looked up at him, finding this man increasingly handsome. Since he dared to reveal his background, he must be confident. Xijian Temple was not far from here and widely known; she just needed to have the Gold Storage Tower check, and she could find out his details. Having grown up in the open-minded Desert City, she did not value chastity so highly, since he had taken her, then it was done, and she remained silent. Duanmu Yan stepped forward, embraced her, and spoke softly, renewing some amorous sounds in this small room.

It took a long time before Duanmu Yan left the small room, his black hair and white clothes somewhat disheveled, but his eyes were clear.

"Chen Ding sent out a distress signal and then disappeared; there’s nothing particularly noteworthy in this woman’s memory," he muttered to himself, "But there’s a blank in the memory of yesterday afternoon. Someone used a special technique to erase it... What happened in that period?"

It turned out that although Chen Ding’s Magic was weak, he reacted quickly. Yesterday, when Tu Jin broke in, he had already sent out a distress signal before being knocked out. When Duanmu Yan arrived here, the place was deserted, with only a Barrier set up enclosing an unconscious woman. He recognized the woman as Chen Ding’s target, Chun Yijing.