She’s… No Longer Pure

“Rebel! It’s just a change of clothes—do you intend to strip even my undergarments?!”

Su Wanqing desperately clutched her dudou and undergarments.

She couldn’t let Chen Xueli strip her further, or her purity would be utterly ruined.

Even when drugged by her disciple, she hadn’t been stripped so bare—yet now…

Oh, Su Wanqing, how could you fall to such humiliation, unable to resist her disciple’s defiance, even as she “rides” her master?

Though the electrifying pain left her too weak to muster much strength, if she were just a bit stronger, she wouldn’t have been stripped so easily.

One hand gripped her dudou, the other shielded her lower abdomen, legs clamped tight to prevent any opportunity for Chen Xueli.

She was a woman of her word, honoring her agreement with Chen Xueli.

But her disciple, claiming to help her change, removed her muddy outer robe and didn’t stop—continuing to tug at her long skirt.

She even had the audacity to suggest a full change, including her undergarments!

From initial reluctant compliance to verbal protests, and finally desperate resistance—she couldn’t let more be taken. Any further, and she’d truly be left with nothing.

“Master’s style is as plain as your usual attire.”

Chen Xueli eyed her master’s undergarments. Unlike the usual vibrant red dudou, Su Wanqing’s was a faint, icy blue.

Yet this subdued, frosty hue was more alluring than any red could be.

Coupled with her exposed state, her fragrance rivaled that of her drugged condition.

With her innate charm and stunning figure, how could anyone resist bullying her?

“Isn’t it just changing dirty clothes?”

“Why touch my dudou?”

“Chen Xueli, you’re going back on your word!”

“You said it wouldn’t be excessive!!”

Sensing the increasingly dangerous gaze, Su Wanqing flipped onto her stomach, pressing her dudou beneath her to protect it.

This freed one hand to guard elsewhere.

The atmosphere between them had been relatively amicable, even the most harmonious in recent days.

But Chen Xueli’s overstep reignited Su Wanqing’s fading guilt.

“Is that so?”

“But I only said it wouldn’t be too excessive—when did I promise it wouldn’t be excessive at all?”

Chen Xueli emphasized the distinction, as if reminding Su Wanqing her actions were reasonable and agreed upon.

She had two reasons for this.

First, she genuinely intended only to help change clothes.

But seeing her master’s pitifully alluring state, she lost control.

Second, she wanted to dispel Su Wanqing’s guilt.

Why she couldn’t bear to exploit her master’s guilt for further manipulation, even she didn’t know.

Hearing Chen Xueli’s shameless retort, Su Wanqing fumed. She’d just shown a hint of kindness, and her disciple climbed all over her.

Truly incorrigible!

“You… that’s sophistry!”

“You’re twisting—huh?!”

Before she could finish her rebuke, she felt a skin-on-skin sensation on her back.

The ticklish touch made her tense up, swallowing her words.

“Master, your back is so beautiful~”

“Truly, every part of you is like a flawless jade, utterly captivating.”

Chen Xueli’s slender fingers traced the graceful curve of Su Wanqing’s back, marveling at its feel and beauty.

Every inch—down to her master’s hair—entranced her.

Her back was elegant, smooth as jade, soft as silk—a masterpiece that sparked endless fantasies.

Perhaps from overwhelming shyness, Su Wanqing’s back burned like fire, making Chen Xueli’s cool touch feel like icy jade.

“Mmm!”

Su Wanqing tried to stifle any sound, but her body’s reflexes betrayed her.

Despite her efforts, a soft moan escaped.

She’d been careless, focusing only on protecting her front, forgetting that Chen Xueli wasn’t just a lecher—she coveted her entire body!

Her front was at least shielded by the dudou, but flipping over exposed everything else.

She even felt the knot of her dudou being undone!

She tried to flip back to her earlier position, but this time she failed.

“?”

Glancing back in surprise, she saw Chen Xueli had somehow straddled her.

Unable to turn, she was at her disciple’s mercy.

Seeing Chen Xueli’s dazed eyes, her hands creeping toward her underarms, ready to advance further, Su Wanqing panicked, shouting to stop her while clamping her arms tight.

“No!”

“Rebel, stop this nonsense!”

“What are you doing?”

“Heh~”

But in her current state, how could Chen Xueli obey? With a soft laugh, she pressed on, determined to achieve her goal.

“If you keep being so rude, I’ll never make another deal with you!”

“Get off me!”

Su Wanqing knew Chen Xueli’s state was likely triggered by her charm and unique constitution. If she kept tolerating it, they’d cross an irreparable line!

To her, enduring Chen Xueli’s touches was far worse than the mysterious pain.

Pain was merely physical torment, but this was a dual assault on body and soul!

“…”

Her warning was futile. Su Wanqing began to struggle.

One hand clutched her dudou, the other sought a chance to break free.

She knew if she didn’t act, she’d soon be “devoured” by her disciple.

Chen Xueli, lost to her charm, was beyond reason.

Thankfully, in her irrational state, she hadn’t thought to use spiritual power to restrain her.

There was still hope, or it would’ve been truly dire.

To calm her disciple, Su Wanqing mustered her strength, turning to face the frenzied girl and channeling spiritual energy.

Her energy gathered at the tips of her index and middle fingers, aiming for Chen Xueli’s brow.

This was her self-created Calming Curse, devised to suppress her charm, highly effective against impulsive emotions.

As expected, the cool energy surged into Chen Xueli’s mind, instantly calming her into a sage-like state.

But in turning to cast the spell, Su Wanqing left herself vulnerable.

Seizing the moment, the still-dazed Chen Xueli yanked her dudou off.

“…”

The atmosphere froze. Su Wanqing, just relieved at her successful spell, stared at her now-exposed front, dumbfounded.

One thought consumed her mind:

She’d been fully seen…

She!! Was no longer pure!!!