The Lustful Harmony’s Embrace

After a few minutes, Ye Qingyun remained still. Just then, the stone door to Li Qing’s residence was violently blasted open from the outside.

The immense commotion startled Li Qing. She quickly glanced towards the entrance, where a slender figure slowly emerged.

“Li Qing, how audacious of you. Who permitted you to lay a hand on her?” The voice seemed to belong to Yuemei.

Soon, Yuemei’s figure materialized from the swirling dust, finally stepping into Li Qing’s stone chamber.

Upon seeing Yuemei, Li Qing’s expression stiffened. She hurried forward, performing the sect’s customary salute towards Yuemei.

“This—Protector Yuemei, why are you here? I…” Li Qing began to explain.

However, Yuemei gave her no chance. Yuemei raised a hand and delivered a powerful slap across Li Qing’s face, sending her flying to crash heavily against the stone wall.

As Li Qing landed, her face was contorted with terror. She couldn’t comprehend why Yuemei had appeared.

“Protector Yuemei, please listen! This is a misunderstanding. Besides, I haven’t done anything to Junior Sister Ye,” Li Qing stammered, coughing up blood.

Yuemei strode before her, gazing down with cold arrogance. Then, she raised her hand and mercilessly slapped Li Qing’s face again.

“Trash! What talent do you possess beyond bullying others? If not for the sect’s elites perishing, how could mediocre individuals like you ever become high-ranking disciples? In my eyes, you’re worse than refuse!” Yuemei spat, punctuating each insult with a slap.

Li Qing could do nothing but endure the beating and beg for mercy.

After delivering more than a dozen consecutive slaps, Yuemei finally ceased. She walked over to the bed, observed Ye Qingyun for a moment, then gently lifted him. Yuemei calmly strolled out of the stone chamber, leaving behind only the terrified Li Qing.

Yuemei did not kill Li Qing. Yet, Li Qing, beyond her fear, now wore a vicious, resentful expression.

In her estimation, she had merely intended to seize Ye Qingyun’s primal yin. Such was a rule among evil sects, and for Yuemei to treat her this way was utterly unfair.

Yuemei swiftly departed the underground palace, cradling Ye Qingyun. She had been closely monitoring Ye Qingyun; after all, he was the future sect successor and currently the most talented disciple of the Five Poisons Sect. Yuemei could not allow anyone to defile him.

Through a specialized secret art, women could also forcibly seize the innate essence of their own gender.

Thus, Yuemei arrived just as Li Qing was incapacitating Ye Qingyun. As she exited the underground palace, Yuemei encountered someone: Mo Qinyin, who had naturally followed them out.

Seeing Yuemei carrying Ye Qingyun out, Mo Qinyin grew immediately anxious. She rushed over.

“Protector Yuemei, what happened to Sister Qingrou?” Mo Qinyin asked, her voice filled with urgency.

Yuemei had, of course, noticed Mo Qinyin upon her arrival.

“Are you staying with her?” Yuemei counter-questioned.

Mo Qinyin nodded.

“Yes, Sister Qingrou was taken from her residence by three senior sisters. I was very worried, so I followed,” Mo Qinyin explained.

Yuemei nodded slightly.

“I see. It’s alright now. You can go back first; I’ll take her to my place,” Yuemei stated. With a whoosh, she vanished.

Mo Qinyin paused, then had no choice but to return.

Yuemei brought Ye Qingyun to her sleeping quarters. Yuemei’s abode was remarkably serene, filled with a pervasive shimmer of purple gauze.

She laid Ye Qingyun onto her own bed, then reached out to examine his condition.

“Hm? Self-sealed consciousness? What a spirited temperament. I like it,” Yuemei chuckled. With that, she gathered her strength and lightly tapped Ye Qingyun’s brow.

The next moment, Ye Qingyun’s self-imposed seal was broken by the external force, and his eyes gradually cleared.

The instant his consciousness awoke, Ye Qingyun instinctively began to resist.

“Get away from me, pervert! Don’t touch me!” Ye Qingyun protested.

Seeing Ye Qingyun’s reaction, Yuemei found it amusing, a sudden spark of playfulness igniting within her. She seized Ye Qingyun’s hands, pinning them, and then gazed at him with a mischievous smile.

“Hmph, resistance? Here with me, how exactly do you intend to resist?” Yuemei asked, her smile widening.

Ye Qingyun, who had been struggling fiercely, froze the moment he recognized Yuemei.

“Protector Yuemei, why are you here? Wasn’t I just with Li Qing?” Ye Qingyun questioned, looking around. This was clearly no longer Li Qing’s stone chamber.

His memory remained fixed on the moment Li Qing had intended to violate him.

“Then you should be very grateful to me. Had I not intervened, you would likely be Li Qing’s cultivation vessel by now. That woman cultivates the Dual Cultivation Technique and delights in absorbing the primal essence of both women and men,” Yuemei said with a playful smile.

Ye Qingyun gasped, then finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Oh, so that’s what happened. This disciple thanks the Protector,” Ye Qingyun quickly expressed his gratitude.

No sooner had he spoken than Ye Qingyun’s heart began to pound violently. A strange sensation swept through his entire body, leaving him utterly stunned.

“Hoo… hoo… hoo… Protector Yuemei, what’s happening to me? My body feels so strange,” Ye Qingyun questioned, his breathing heavy as he stared at Yuemei.

Noticing Ye Qingyun’s sudden abnormality, Yuemei immediately sensed something was off. She promptly began to examine Ye Qingyun’s body.

Upon examination, she discovered a bizarre power within Ye Qingyun. Moreover, Yuemei seemed to recognize the nature of this force.

“Damn it, that woman Li Qing actually drugged you!” Yuemei exclaimed, a hint of anger in her voice.

As for Ye Qingyun, he found himself utterly unable to control his body. Though filled with shame, a strange, unfamiliar craving had indeed awakened within him. This sensation stemmed from his body’s primal instincts, completely beyond his command.

“It’s so uncomfortable, so hot, Protector Yuemei, what’s wrong with me? I feel terrible,” Ye Qingyun groaned as his consciousness began to spiral.

[Warning: Player has consumed the Lustful Harmony Poison and is immediately entering an uncontrolled state.]

Just as Yuemei was about to speak, Ye Qingyun suddenly reached out, wrapped his arms around Yuemei’s neck, and directly kissed her.

This sudden turn of events left Yuemei stunned. To be kissed by another woman—what was this? Despite her appearance, Yuemei was still a maiden, experiencing such intimacy for the very first time.

Ye Qingyun was completely consumed by desire. Even he couldn’t resist such a craving, which had arisen directly from within his body. Moreover, at this moment, Ye Qingyun was akin to a blazing furnace; anyone who touched him would be set aflame.

Indeed, even Yuemei was quickly ignited by that intense heat.

This Lustful Harmony drug was not a poison, making it impossible to resist. Even the highest cultivation levels proved useless against its effects.

“Damn it, what is happening?” Yuemei muttered her last coherent thought before she, too, became lost in the throes of desire.

Within the quiet palace, two delicate bodies intertwined. There were no men here, only Ye Qingyun and Yuemei. To unleash the desires raging within them, both sought each other without reservation.

Their dazed eyes and alluring forms created a scene potent enough to transform anyone into a beast. Unfortunately, no one else would witness this intoxicating display.

As for Ye Qingyun, he felt as if he were dreaming. In his dream, he was entangled with a woman. Given his male-aligned consciousness, the hallucinations induced by the drug manifested as masculine desires. Poor Yuemei, indeed.

Time passed, minute by minute, until swiftly, it was the next day.

The following morning, a chill startled Ye Qingyun awake. He abruptly opened his eyes.