Yino knew a little about the background of Wen Ruzhi from his past life, back when he had played the game.
Her soul had been born from the spiritual embryo of the ancient mirage dragon in the Eastern Sea, and that dragon was the true object of worship for the Divine Abyss Gate. In a sense, Ruzhi’s birth had almost made her a daughter granted by the gods.
She carried the destiny of saving the Eastern Sea dragon clan, so the education she had received since childhood was beyond anything an ordinary person could imagine.
Because of that, the Divine Abyss Gate valued her from top to bottom. After years of brutal training there, Ruzhi had long since forged a will strong enough to ignore physical pain.
Yino still remembered how, late in the story, she had fought for an ancient opportunity even after the Divine Abyss Gate had lost all momentum. Ruzhi had faced thousands of Frost Palace disciples alone, devouring the flesh and souls of her own clan to raise her cultivation as she swore to fight Nangong Xi to the death...
To Yino, Ruzhi really did feel a little unbeatable.
He couldn’t kill her, and beating her wouldn’t make her submit...
Normal methods had almost no effect on Ruzhi, so Yino had changed angles and joined forces with Jinyue, using Charm Flower Poison to force her surrender.
Charm Flower Poison had two major advantages. Against Ruzhi, it was almost perfect.
First, the poison was not fatal, which avoided the risk of the Divine Abyss Gate outside the field noticing anything.
Second, it did not cause pain. It would leave Ruzhi burning with lust, swollen, itching, restless, craving, and nearly mad... but it would not hurt. Without pain, her innate potential would not be provoked.
Still, Charm Flower Poison had its flaw.
The flaw was that Yino had now touched Ruzhi’s chastity. In a certain sense, he had also planted a grudge of humiliation between them that could only end with one of them dead.
At that thought, Yino’s fingers stopped rubbing the swollen nipple beneath them.
He still pinned Ruzhi’s arms behind her from the back, while raising his wet, milk-scented fingers before her face. Up close, he rubbed them lightly, then parted them and drew out a silver thread.
"Bastard..."
Ruzhi knew what it was. Her flushed, panting face could not hide the shame and fury in her eyes.
She was only eighteen this year, right at the age when a young woman should be blooming. Yet Yino had stabbed her with three jade hairpin needles until she swelled, even forcing out spiritual fluid that carried her cultivation.
Now, the spiritual fluid on Yino’s fingertips was proof of her humiliation. It was also a desecration of all the bitter effort Ruzhi had poured into cultivation over the years.
"What, you can’t bear to see the spiritual fluid you worked so hard to nurture on my hand?"
As he joked, Yino used a curse technique to bind the girl’s hands behind her back.
That freed one of his hands. He toyed with the spiritual fluid more brazenly while his other hand gripped the girl’s cheeks, forcing her not to turn away as she watched him play with what belonged to her.
"Speaking of which, I’m curious. What does the spiritual fluid of someone with ancient double pupils taste like?"
At some point, curiosity entered Yino’s voice, and he moved the two fluid-stained fingers away from Ruzhi’s face.
"Is it sweet like holy dew, or bitter like poison wine?"
"If I taste it, will I also be able to understand all the cultivation methods and scriptures Lady Ruzhi has learned in her life?"
His tone carried a clear edge of amusement.
In the next instant, Ruzhi realized what he meant. Her already trembling body twisted harder as she struggled.
"Yino! If I’d known your character was this vile, I wouldn’t have wasted respect on that fine talent of yours!"
When Ruzhi heard the sound of Yino tasting it beside her ear, her curses grew even sharper.
Yino’s smile faded at her words, and his tongue stopped at his fingertip.
His left hand tightened around the girl’s cheeks, forcing her mouth open, while his right hand brought those fluid-stained fingers back toward her lips.
"Fine!"
"Since Lady Ruzhi isn’t willing to share her spiritual fluid with me, I’ll be merciful and help you swallow it back down. That way, your cultivation won’t leak away..."
His voice turned cold and meaningful. Without giving her a chance to refuse, he shoved his fingers into Ruzhi’s mouth.
Unable to endure the humiliation, Ruzhi tried to bite Yino’s fingers off. But he had her cheeks pinched tight, and with the flower poison eating through her body, she could not muster any strength.
"Ngh..."
The girl was forced to taste the spiritual fluid she had nurtured herself.
It was faintly sweet, with a light milky scent. After it entered her mouth, there was also a trace of gardenia, along with the Charm Flower’s unique, seductive fragrance that lingered on her tongue...
Forced to hold his fingers in her mouth, Ruzhi felt the Charm Flower scent within the spiritual fluid blur the awareness in her eyes.
That daze did not last. Soon, something occurred to her, and her purple double pupils widened again.
Wait!
He just licked this spiritual fluid, and now he’s put it in my mouth again. Doesn’t that mean...?!
"Ngh! Mmmp!"
The girl struggled with all her strength again.
Seeing that Ruzhi really was about to bite down, Yino quickly pulled his index finger and thumb from her mouth.
"Does the spiritual fluid you made yourself suit your taste?"
Yino kept teasing her with a smile.
His mouth still humiliated Ruzhi, but as he spoke, he quietly gave the blushing Jinyue beside him a look.
Jinyue understood at once and hurriedly shut down her abyssal pupil art, which had already left her eyes bloody with tears.
After Yino’s round of teasing and provocation, the poison on the Charm Flower hairpin had sunk deep into the girl’s spiritual meridians. Jinyue no longer needed to keep using rule power to restrain her.
[Using that pupil art cost you a lot. Rest for now. Once I take down this stubborn donkey, I’ll help nurse your body back tonight.]
Yino gave the order in his sea of divine sense. The red fox girl nodded, turned into a peach blossom mark, and returned to the contract spiritual pattern on his body.
"Yino..."
"You can only humiliate me like this for a little longer. I carry the bloodline of the ancient mirage dragon. This Charm Flower Poison will be metabolized before long!"
Ruzhi gasped for breath. Her eyes had already gone hazy, but even with drool glistening at the corner of her lips, she still refused to yield.
Yino watched her in silence. He had not expected Ruzhi to keep her reason through the entire process while resisting the Charm Flower’s poison.
"And after it’s metabolized? I’ll just stab you with three more needles."
He summoned the jade hairpin again. Even while bargaining with Ruzhi, Yino did not waste a second. His left hand kept teasing the girl’s sensitive spot, while his right held the hairpin and pressed its poisoned needle against her spiritual point.
Through it all, Ruzhi kept talking tough, and her thoughts stayed clear. Her body had already reached its limit. Pinned between his fingers and the threat of the needle, she convulsed hard every few minutes.
Still...
Her will held out. Even without a Heart-Locking Jade like Yuyan, her body had surrendered while her pride still refused to bend.
"Ha....! Yino, if you want to stab me, then keep stabbing! You also have an ancient bloodline, so you should know that true-blooded beings like us will develop resistance to a mere Charm Flower Poison in a few hours!"
Ruzhi curled her lips.
The places pierced by the jade hairpin had already swollen badly under the flower poison. Even her once modest breasts had grown fuller and higher. The extra size stretched her one-piece dress tighter, making both the shape and the details stand out in softer, rounder lines.
For a moment, Yino’s attack paused.
He made the girl turn her head, then stared straight into her unyielding double pupils. "Ruzhi, are you really going to force my hand?"
"Since you’re also the destined daughter of the Divine Abyss Gate, you should understand how cruel this world is, and what happens to the defeated..."
"Even now, I still haven’t truly ruined your chastity mark. That is already giving you face. If this were Lin Yuchen or your elder brother, do you think you’d still be qualified to wear clothes and talk tough in front of me?"
As Yino spoke, his gaze grew cold. A beastlike hunger spread from him, as if he were staring down a soft white rabbit that had already been bound hand and foot.