Demoness

                                    

                                          
Su Hanjin dragged Zhong Liang back to her cultivation cave—Pansi Cave.
In truth, such scenes in cultivation novels are often glossed over. Following this, Su Hanjin would strip Zhong Liang completely and start to tease him in various ways. However, as she flew back to the cave with him, the Ghost-faced Scholar, Qiu Qianlin, followed closely, emanating a chilling aura around him.
"Mei Niang, this person is the personal disciple of Daoist Jin Chan, a late-stage Golden Core elder of the Haoran Sect. If he comes seeking revenge in the future, I won't be able to protect you."
This part wasn't in the original cultivation novel, and since Su Hanjin's mind wasn't bound by the plot, she hesitated to respond. She turned to glance at Qiu Qianlin with an inexplicable expression, and Qiu Qianlin quickly averted his gaze, letting out a cold snort. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
After flying continuously for two days and nights, Su Hanjin finally descended from the flying shuttle. She threw out a jade slip, which shattered, and the mountain in front of her slowly parted, revealing a crack from which a cold wind emerged, causing Su Hanjin to shiver. Her body, seemingly acting on its own, stepped towards the crack. After a few steps, she turned back with difficulty and said in a strained voice, "Qiu Qianlin, come in with me!"
Qiu Qianlin's expression changed, and he took half a step back, his face clouded with gloom. "Mei Niang! You..."
"Pansi Cave is your home too," Su Hanjin said affectionately, then pulled out a jade slip that allowed free entry into Pansi Cave, tossing it to Qiu Qianlin. Su Hanjin understood well that giving someone access to one's cultivation cave carried significant meaning in this world. She smiled at him, "Come find me later." No sooner had she spoken than she found herself uncontrollably dragging the tightly bound and unconscious Zhong Liang inside, moving in a rush like a lustful demon. Su Hanjin wanted to say more, but she couldn't even open her mouth. All she could manage was, "Make sure you come!"
Then, she directly dragged Zhong Liang onto the icy stone bed, lit some aphrodisiac incense around the room, changed into a three-piece gauzy outfit, and carefully applied makeup and styled her hair. It was only then that Su Hanjin saw her own appearance for the first time. Despite being over 300 years old, she looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen, with a fresh and youthful face that didn't appear seductive at all. Her cheeks were still slightly round, and her wide, innocent eyes gave her the appearance of a well-developed young girl, almost like a loli.
Su Hanjin tried to smile, but although her appearance was that of a loli, her smile held an eerie edge, and her eyes glowed faintly with a red light—truly the mark of a demon cultivator.
The scent of the aphrodisiac incense grew stronger, making Su Hanjin feel a sense of comfort wash over her, filling her body with boundless energy.
After finishing her makeup and attire, Su Hanjin walked toward the bed, the bells on her feet ringing softly with each step.
At this moment, she recalled some of the examples from the rant threads.
"After the demon woman had finished dressing herself up, she eagerly moved toward the stone bed where the righteous disciple lay, the tinkling of her bells adding a seductive charm. By this time, Zhong Liang had woken up. Seeing the demon woman dressed so scantily, his brow furrowed slightly, and he felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. He thought to himself, 'So, this cave is filled with aphrodisiac incense. This demon woman plans to drain my vital essence, but I must bide my time and play along.'"
The rant thread had questioned, "What happened to the male lead's pride? Why did he so easily give in? And the phrase 'bide his time' was just too perfect!"
Su Hanjin really didn't want to go through with this, but her body wasn't listening to her. She moved to the edge of the bed, collapsed onto it, and lowered her head to kiss Zhong Liang's lips. At that moment, she felt something shift in her throat, and a foreign object slipped from her mouth into Zhong Liang's.
"This is a Spirit Locking Pill I refined. Once swallowed, you won't be able to use your spiritual power. I'll untie you now, but you'd better behave." Seeing that Zhong Liang didn't respond, Su Hanjin extended her delicate hand, sliding it down his neck and resting it on his chest. With her other hand, she reached into his waistband, grabbing hold of him. "Little brother, I know you're awake. Don't play dead."
Su Hanjin felt like her face had turned green with disgust. Yet she had no control over the situation. She wished she could just strangle the man and be done with it, but the author's will hung over her like a sword. She was on the verge of breaking down.
"Mmm..." Zhong Liang let out a moan of excitement.
It was all beyond her control. Why had the author written this part in such excruciating detail? Su Hanjin fumed as she felt her hands tear open Zhong Liang's clothing, exposing his muscular chest. She lowered her head against her will, pressing her cheek to his chest and rubbing it affectionately.
D*mn it, this must have been described in excruciating detail in the original text. Otherwise, why would her actions be so precise and beyond her control?
Zhong Liang's hand slid down her waist, caressing her hips gently before delivering a sharp slap that left five red marks. Su Hanjin didn't need to turn her head to know that there was now a handprint on her behind. If she could, she would have castrated him then and there.
Soon, the demon woman would be killed by Zhong Liang. But if Su Hanjin could escape, would she be free from the author's control? After all, the story only revolved around the protagonist, and minor characters like the Ghost-faced Scholar, Qiu Qianlin, only appeared when specifically required by the plot. If Qiu Qianlin happened to enter and rescue her, she could break free from this hell.
At this point, Qiu Qianlin was her only hope.
According to the original novel, the demon woman Mei Niang developed affection for the stallion protagonist Zhong Liang. Although she employed the techniques of the Forbidden Heart Sutra, she refrained from draining his vital essence.
Su Hanjin could feel a warm stream of energy flowing from their connected bodies, circulating through her meridians and finally gathering in her dantian. The sensation was so pleasurable it was hard to resist. Even though Su Hanjin didn't want to participate, she found it difficult to control herself. Her body moved of its own accord, and she let out sweet, intoxicating breaths that carried traces of the Yang essence she had absorbed, releasing it back into the air like a potent aphrodisiac.
For cultivators, going without food for months wouldn't pose any problem once they reached the Condensation Stage. Moreover, both Su Hanjin and Zhong Liang had special constitutions. Their coupling boosted both of their cultivations. In the novel, the demon woman hadn't anticipated that Zhong Liang would break through from the Condensation Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage, allowing him to break the Spirit Locking Pill's hold on him. After her emotional climax, Zhong Liang used a secret cultivation technique to reverse the process, draining her Yin essence and finally killing her.
As a result, they spent several days in bed, engaging in battle after battle. One could say they fought three hundred rounds without rest. It was only because Zhong Liang was the male protagonist in a stallion novel, equipped with the ultimate "golden finger" for his "little brother," that he managed to endure. Otherwise, by now, even iron would have worn down to a needle.
However, with Zhong Liang's cultivation now advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage, Su Hanjin grew increasingly anxious. The critical moment in the plot was approaching—what could she do to survive? She desperately wanted to escape, but her body wouldn't listen. Instead, she continued to seduce him, her mind clouded by desire. The pleasure was overwhelming, and she felt as if she were addicted to opium. Even her own consciousness couldn't withstand the intoxicating sensations of their entanglement.
What could she do to stay alive?