Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 119 - 118: Overcome with Passion

"Your Majesty... you seem to be in high spirits today~ Not even all of us, your civil and military officials combined, have been enough to satisfy you."

Beauty Dong, who held the rank of Prime Minister, spoke in a sweet, coy voice. She took out a soft towel and, along with several heroic and beautiful female generals with sun-kissed skin, removed Pei Yuhang's sweat-soaked and sullied Dragon Robe, then began to wipe his body clean.

Several other beauties whose clothes had been roughly torn, heedless of their own disheveled and indecent appearances, minced over to Pei Yuhang's side and began to massage his muscles and bones.

Pei Yuhang's eyes were glazed over.

He could no longer utter a single word.

After the recent, indescribable chaos of carnal pleasure, the Yin Yang Qi within him, which he had struggled so hard to balance, was thrown into disarray once more. His consciousness began to blur as the suppressed desire grew ever stronger.

This was a sign that the Evil Yang Fire Qi was about to run rampant. Here in this Illusion Realm, he had no Meditation Cold Jade to suppress his wicked thoughts. He could only let the Evil Yang Fire Qi scorch and consume his sanity.

At first, he had resisted. He had staunchly denied the possibility of feeling any pleasure while being forced upon. He would constantly recall his wonderful memories with Ye Liyuan, admonishing himself to hold true to his Dao Heart, ceaselessly chanting scriptures and meditating to fight off the wicked urges.

But if he could resist the endless wiles of one beauty, what about ten? What about a hundred?

An endless fragrance enveloped him completely, making Pei Yuhang feel as if he had fallen into an Abyss of female bodies. He looked around, surrounded on all sides by soft warmth and sweet scents.

It began at the morning court session and lasted all the way through sunset, until the starry night arose.

The seductive moans of a hundred beauties were like termites gnawing at a dam, corroding Pei Yuhang's consciousness. They finally chewed a hole through, allowing the Evil Yang Fire Qi to fester and vent.

Once the dam of his will had completely rotted away, Pei Yuhang would likely devolve into a beast driven only by lust, utterly lost within the memory fragments of Emperor Yang.

'Ah Han...'

The gentle voice of his Dao Companion echoed in his ear. It was soft, yet it exploded in his Sea of Consciousness like a spring thunderclap, jolting Pei Yuhang's mind as it was sinking into a mire of desire.

'No, I can't!'

'Liyuan... she's still waiting for me to return!'

'Yueqiu, Xiaoxiao, Gu Nan... Senior Sister! With so many people who care about me, how can I let myself sink into this!'

A flash of clarity finally returned to Pei Yuhang's eyes. He looked back on the day's "torture" in this Hell of female bodies and suddenly realized something.

He was no longer being passively toyed with and drained by the women...

Instead, he shot out a large hand and seized the heroic Female Marshal by the throat. The powerful woman, whose strength could make even a Divine Spirit tremble, coughed and stuck out her tongue, her expression a mix of discomfort and pleasure.

"You're the last one, aren't you?"

"Yes, Your Majesty... The other sisters have no strength left. Many have even fainted. You are truly incredible."

As if having made a decision, Pei Yuhang shoved the Female Marshal to the ground.

He realized the truth in the saying, "guiding is better than blocking." Rather than bottling it up and letting the Evil Yang Fire Qi endlessly torment his mind, it would be better to vent all the evil fire in one go!

'Anyway... this is just an illusion. If I take the initiative... it shouldn't count as betraying my Dao Companion, right?'

"Your Majesty... this is the first time today that you've been so earnest, taking the initiative to favor your servant! I'm so happy to be the first!"

"Shut up! Don't make a sound! You're killing the mood!"

Pei Yuhang casually grabbed a pair of undergarments from the floor and gagged her with them.

Seeing the aggrieved look in the Female Marshal's eyes, Pei Yuhang chanted silently in his heart, 'This is just an Illusion Realm. She's not a real person. So treating her roughly... is completely fine.'

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As Pei Yuhang relaxed his mind and began to... move...

The Evil Yang Fire Qi in his body finally began to disperse. As it scattered, the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture actually started to circulate on its own, continuously generating even purer Primordial Yang.

The parts of the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture that he had never fully comprehended before also became completely clear, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

'So that's how it is... Is this what Emperor Yang wanted to tell me?'

'Don't suppress yourself... release it proactively... make yourself the master of your desire, rather than being driven by it.'

Following this enlightenment of his Dao Heart, the Primordial Yang Power in Pei Yuhang's body surged. The insights gained from the entire day of debaucherous dual cultivation, long-accumulated, now burst forth.

Just as Pei Yuhang was about to seize this opportunity and step through the gates of Divinity Transformation...

His pupils contracted as he looked at the woman beneath him.

'This woman... why does her face look so much like my young disciple, Yu Gu Nan?'

'Has she looked like this the whole time... or did her face suddenly change?'

Pei Yuhang couldn't remember, and for a moment he froze, completely at a loss.

"Your Majesty~ Your aura was just soaring. You must be on the verge of a breakthrough, right? Don't worry, there's no need to pity me. I can take it.

For the sake of Your Majesty's great Dao, use me to your heart's content~!"

The woman wrapped her arms around Pei Yuhang's shoulders and bit down on his neck.

Pei Yuhang's clear eyes were once again ignited by an uncontrollable fire of lust. He was already touching the barrier to Divinity Transformation; even if he wanted to slam on the brakes now, he couldn't stop.

But looking at the pretty face before him, which was identical to Yu Gu Nan's, Pei Yuhang found it impossible to meet her gaze.

How could he, with a clear conscience, commit such a sordid act with a young, beautiful girl who looked just like his little disciple?

Even if this was an Illusion Realm, he still had lines he wouldn't cross.

"Cover your face... Cover it, and I'll continue."

"Is this a new game Your Majesty has thought up? A request like this, I would never refuse."

The woman casually grabbed a white garment, covered her head with it, and then beckoned to Pei Yuhang with her finger...

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Pei Yuhang slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the familiar Cold Spring Secret Chamber before him, he let out a sigh of relief.

'I'm finally back.'

But the debauched scenes from the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture's Illusion Realm remained vivid in his mind. When he recalled them, he could almost hear the phantom moans of the women in his ears.

It was as if everything was reminding him.

He had just completed a sordid hundred-woman conquest.

He was no longer the Ah Han in Ye Liyuan's heart, the one who always wore clean, white robes.

Pei Yuhang clenched his fists, his heart filled with anguish. Although he kept telling himself it was all fake, he still felt a profound sense of revulsion.

He now suspected that Shang Miaoyan had anticipated this all along and had deliberately given him the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture to cultivate. Her goal must have been to make him completely abandon all sense of shame and willingly debase himself...

Just as Pei Yuhang's mind was reeling in confusion, a familiar body scent from beside him made his eyes fly open.

He looked toward the nearby shore and saw an unconscious young girl lying there.

The girl's body was covered in purple and blue bruises from rough treatment, and on the ground were specks of crimson plum blossoms.

Pei Yuhang recalled the final moments in the Illusion Realm, and he froze as if struck by lightning.

"What... have I just done?"