Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 330 327: A Thousand Years of Great Dream 11. Humiliation Before Her Eyes and Forbearance

A simple kiss, even one this passionate, was still not enough for Shang Miaoyan.

She was going to give Lin Qianyan something far more titillating. She would show the Sect Leader of the Jade Maiden Sect, a woman who had never known a man's touch, what real intensity was.

This was her revenge, fueled by her jealousy of the woman ranked second in the world!

'I, Shang Miaoyan, am a beauty without compare! So why am I ranked beneath you? Why does my man's heart flutter for you, too?'

'I've possessed Xiaohan's body for so long, yet I've never had his heart. You meet him just twice, and you've already conquered it?'

'Why?!'

'Today, I, Shang Miaoyan, will prove to you that no matter how powerful your martial arts or how great your luck, you can do nothing but suffer this humiliation at my hands!'

Shang Miaoyan lifted her head and gave Lin Qianyan a bewitching smile. Then, she turned to Pei Yuhang and commanded:

"Kneel."

Pei Yuhang's eyes fell. He cast a trembling glance at Lin Qianyan before, finally, kneeling.

"Shang Miaoyan, please don't..."

Pei Yuhang's fragile, pleading look, like the scent of blood from a fawn to a wolf, only served to ignite Shang Miaoyan's possessiveness and cruelty.

She reached out, her fingers grazing Pei Yuhang's cheek as she said with a soft smile, "Xiaohan, a toy's only job is to obey. You have no right to refuse.

Your only purpose is to be my, Shang Miaoyan's, personal plaything!"

While Lin Qianyan was still reeling in shock and disbelief, Shang Miaoyan roughly grabbed Pei Yuhang by the hair.

Seeing the way Shang Miaoyan intended to humiliate the man she had always looked up to—the greatest in the world—Lin Qianyan roared in a frenzy:

"Shang Miaoyan! What are you doing?"

"You beast! Stop it! Stop right now!"

Lin Qianyan screamed until her voice cracked. She struggled to her feet, trying to stop Shang Miaoyan, but fell helplessly back to the ground, her strength completely gone.

And so Lin Qianyan, the woman who had just defeated Pei Yuhang to become the new number one in the world, could only watch, powerless, as Shang Miaoyan's pretty face, flushed with a feverish, sickly red, sized her up with a mocking gaze.

"...No, you can't do that to him. He's a legend in this age, an idol to countless Martial Artists...

You can't humiliate him like this... Please, I'm begging you... let him go..."

Lin Qianyan's eyes filled with bitter tears. In the end, she even cast aside a Martial Artist's dignity to beg Shang Miaoyan to spare Pei Yuhang.

But Shang Miaoyan was incapable of pity.

She savored Lin Qianyan's pain and helplessness, her grip on Pei Yuhang's hair tightening.

This feeling of venting all the darkness and brutality within her was more satisfying than anything she had ever known.

This feeling, this exquisite pleasure of both body and soul that came from gradually destroying something another person cherished—

"Pei Yuhang, take it from your master, and do it right!"

"No! You can't do this!!"

Lin Qianyan clenched her teeth, her beautiful face twisting in anguish. Her nails dug into her palms, breaking the soft, pale skin and drawing crimson blood.

In that moment, Lin Qianyan hated her own powerlessness more than anything.

PANT, PANT—

Shang Miaoyan roughly shoved Pei Yuhang to the ground, then raised a hand to delicately wipe the sweat from her face, pushing aside a stray lock of hair.

Right in front of Lin Qianyan, she began to savagely tear at Pei Yuhang's immaculate white robes.

Lin Qianyan saw the numbness in Pei Yuhang's eyes and watched Shang Miaoyan's savage shredding, an image of a hungry wolf devouring a fawn flashing through her mind. A wave of immense despair at her own cowardice and helplessness washed over her.

"Shang Miaoyan... I'm begging you, please let him go... If you want revenge, take it out on me."

Lin Qianyan's voice was dry and hoarse, but her words only made Shang Miaoyan laugh out loud, as if she'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Hahaha! Sect Leader Lin, you don't actually think Pei Yuhang is some pure, chaste Sword Immortal, do you?"

"Then let me be merciful and tell you the truth. Pei Yuhang is nothing but a toy for my amusement. You thought I was bullying him just now? Oh no."

"That was just a little game between Xiaohan and his master. We've done this sort of thing countless times. This is just the first time we've done it in front of you."

"Otherwise, how could Xiaohan be so practiced?"

What?!

Lin Qianyan's eyes widened in disbelief. So this was the man behind the mask of the world's most handsome man and greatest Swordsman.

"No! You're lying to me! This isn't real!"

Lin Qianyan muttered to herself in despair.

Seeing this, the corners of Shang Miaoyan's mouth slowly curled into a smirk.

"Sect Leader Lin, why would I lie to you? Why do you think Pei Yuhang lost to you today? Because he wasn't in top form, of course."

"I was toying with him all night, after all."

"And even so, you only barely won. It seems the gap between number one and number two in the world is even bigger than I thought."

Lin Qianyan's eyes widened. She never imagined this was the real reason she had defeated Pei Yuhang...

'Then what was the point of all her hard work? What did it all mean?'

In that moment, the light in her eyes began to fade.

Seeing that she had completely broken Lin Qianyan's spirit, a demonic smile touched Shang Miaoyan's lips.

She extended a fingertip to gently caress Pei Yuhang's cheek, as if admiring an exquisite plaything.

Her eyes held a mix of mockery and contempt, yet they also betrayed a hint of possessiveness.

While kissing Pei Yuhang's cheek, she whispered in his ear.

"Pei Yuhang, this is the person you've been waiting for, the one who could redeem you."

"Look how pathetic she is. I'm tormenting you right before her eyes, and the woman can't do a thing."

With that, her fingers gently pinched Pei Yuhang's chin, forcing him to look at the bowed head of Lin Qianyan. Her voice was laced with smug satisfaction:

"And did you see the look on her face when she found out you were my plaything? The disappointment? She thinks you're filthy, Xiaohan. After all, you're just my secondhand, used-up toy."

"How could the ever-so-proud and pure Sect Leader of the Jade Maiden Sect ever fall for someone as sullied as you?"

"So, Xiaohan, just accept your fate and stay with me. You can be at peace by my side, serving your master for the rest of your life."

With a light push, she sent Pei Yuhang's limp body tumbling to the ground. His eyes were downcast, his expression wooden, as if he had lost all will to resist.

Shang Miaoyan looked down on him, a flicker of satisfied amusement in her eyes, as if admiring her masterpiece.

She licked her lips in excitement and leaned down over him.

Pei Yuhang didn't resist, allowing Shang Miaoyan to do as she pleased.

'I'm about to succeed,' Shang Miaoyan realized. By using Lin Qianyan, she would destroy every last shred of Pei Yuhang's pride and make the former number one in the world completely hers!

"Hahaha, it seems martial prowess is a trivial thing after all. I am the true number one in the world—"

SHHNK!!

Shang Miaoyan looked down in shock at the crimson stain blooming over her heart.

It was a fragile bamboo leaf, yet imbued with the Inner Strength of the world's second-greatest master, it was deadlier than a Crossbow Arrow. An injury like this... she wasn't going to survive.

'But why?'

'Lin Qianyan was completely exhausted. I even secretly poisoned her to suppress her Inner Strength. She shouldn't have had the energy to recover it.'

'It should have been... foolproof.'

Blood trickled from the corner of Shang Miaoyan's mouth. In that moment, she felt surprisingly calm.

In the last moments of her life, she bent down and met Pei Yuhang's calm gaze.

She watched as a drop of her own blood fell onto the corner of Pei Yuhang's lips.

Shang Miaoyan spoke slowly. "Was this your doing? You... told Lin Qianyan about me long ago, so she would be ready to kill me..."

"But... with the Life-taking Gu, you shouldn't be able to say anything that could harm me."

Pei Yuhang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and spoke softly:

"I cannot speak, but my sword can. When we fought, Lin Qianyan sensed my sorrow and my warning through my blade.

You underestimated the number one and number two in the world."

"So... that's how it was... You two really are a perfect match. I'm so jealous..."

Feeling her body grow colder, Shang Miaoyan instinctively sought a source of warmth, pressing her lips to Pei Yuhang's.

Then, all her strength left her, and she collapsed limply on top of him.