17: Chapter 17 Kidnapped? No, the Empress delivered herself to my door!

The crimson sedan chair streaked across the sky like a meteor, crossing the vast yellow sands and finally vanishing into a continuous mountain range shrouded in black clouds year-round.

This was the Tianmo Mountain Range, a forbidden area in the Western Desert and the headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the leader of the demonic path.

Inside the sedan chair, the atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

Logically speaking, a cultivation vessel captured by the Demon Sect Empress should be scared witless at this moment, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Or perhaps they should be filled with grief and indignation, shouting that a scholar can be killed but not insulted.

But Xu Chen was clearly not a normal person.

Although he was tied up in an embarrassing posture by that red rope of demonic energy, the expression on his face was as relaxed as if he were on vacation.

He even adjusted his sitting position to lean more comfortably against the backrest of the soft couch, his gaze wandering unreservedly over Luo Hongyi's graceful body.

"Sister, the shock absorption of this sedan chair is quite good, but this rope is a bit tight."

Xu Chen wiggled his body and suggested with a sincere face, "How about we discuss changing the way I'm tied? Or just untie me altogether? I promise I won't run."

Luo Hongyi lay on her side at the other end of the soft couch, propping up her fragrant cheek with one hand. Her soul-stirring peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as if she were looking at a rare species.

She had captured countless righteous cultivators; which one of them didn't look at her as if they had seen a ghost?

This pretty boy, on the other hand, not only ignored her but was even judging her binding technique?

"Not run?"

Luo Hongyi let out a cold laugh, her red lips parting slightly. "Once you've entered the territory of my Heavenly Demon Sect, you couldn't fly out even if you grew wings."

"As for this rope—"

She extended her jade-like fingertips and gave a light flick in the air.

The red rope wrapped around Xu Chen suddenly tightened, cutting into his clothes and outlining his already tall and straight figure even more clearly.

"This Empress just loves seeing men bound up."

A trace of sadistic pleasure flashed in Luo Hongyi's eyes. "The more you struggle, the more excited this Empress becomes."

"Oh?"

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling meaningfully on Luo Hongyi's chest, which rose and fell with her breathing. "So Sister likes this kind of thing? Coincidentally, I quite like it too."

"However, looking at Sister's current state, I'm afraid your heart is willing but your body is weak?"

Xu Chen shifted the conversation, his playful expression fading slightly as his gaze became as sharp as a knife.

"Flushed face, rapid breathing, and a faint black line between your brows."

"If I'm not mistaken, Sister, you've run into trouble while practicing the Heavenly Demon Dance, causing your demonic energy to flow backward and your lust to consume you, haven't you?"

"Does it feel like thousands of ants are crawling inside you right now? Every inch of your skin longing to be... touched?"

The cold smile on Luo Hongyi's face instantly froze.

She Suddenly sat bolt upright, a terrifying killing intent instantly locking onto Xu Chen.

"Who exactly are you?!"

This was her biggest secret; no one knew it except for a few trusted elders.

How could this fat sheep she had picked up at a tavern see through her true condition at a glance?

"Who I am isn't important."

Facing the oncoming killing intent, Xu Chen remained unfazed and even winked. "What's important is that I am your only antidote right now."

"Only someone with an extreme Pure Yang Body like mine can help you suppress the Demonic Fire in your body and save you from the suffering of cultivation deviation."

"So..."

A mischievous grin curled at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth. "Sister, it wasn't actually you who captured me; I came to save you."

"Save me?"

Luo Hongyi was stunned for a moment, then she let out a burst of arrogant laughter as if she had heard the world's biggest joke.

"Hahaha! What a sharp tongue!"

"Do you think this Empress didn't know you have a Pure Yang Body? I captured you specifically to use you as a medicinal catalyst!"

"Once we reach the Bedchamber, this Empress will drain every drop of Yang energy from your body and show you what 'saving someone' really means!"

As she spoke, the sedan chair jolted and began to descend slowly.

"We're here."

With a wave of Luo Hongyi's wide sleeve, the curtains of the sedan chair instantly exploded.

A grand and eerie palace made entirely of obsidian appeared in Xu Chen's field of vision.

Demonic energy permeated the surroundings of the palace. Countless Heavenly Demon Sect disciples dressed in black were patrolling; upon seeing Luo Hongyi's sedan chair, they all knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live the Empress!"

Luo Hongyi ignored them. She reached out, grabbed Xu Chen's collar, and turned into a red blur, rushing straight toward the Bedchamber in the deepest part of the palace.

...

Bang!

Xu Chen was ruthlessly thrown onto an incredibly large blood-colored jade bed.

This bed was carved from a single piece of Warm Blood Jade, emitting a warm aura. It was surrounded by red gauze curtains and golden bells, filled with an ambiguous and decadent atmosphere.

"Ouch, Sister, be gentler. If you break me, I won't be useful anymore."

Xu Chen rolled over and lay on his back on the bed, looking up at Luo Hongyi, who stood by the bedside looking down at him.

At this moment, Luo Hongyi's condition was clearly worse than before.

Upon returning to this environment filled with demonic energy, the backlash within her seemed to become even more intense. An unnatural flush appeared on her originally pale skin, fine beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and even her breathing became heavy.

Her eyes, which were originally full of killing intent, were now clouded with a misty haze, yet she still forced herself to maintain her imperial dignity.

"Shut up!"

Luo Hongyi gritted her teeth, barely enduring the heat that was almost burning away her reason.

With a casual wave, the doors of the Bedchamber slammed shut, and an isolation formation rose.

"Now, no one can save you."

Luo Hongyi walked toward the bed step by step. With every step, her aura weakened slightly, but her instinctive desire grew stronger.

She looked at Xu Chen on the bed.

At this moment, although Xu Chen was still bound by the rope, his handsome face and masculine body were the most fatal temptation in the world to her.

It was like a traveler who had been thirsty for three days and three nights suddenly seeing a clear spring.

"Untie... for this Empress!"

Luo Hongyi walked to the bedside, her fingers trembling as she tried to unfasten Xu Chen's clothes.

But because her hands were shaking too much and she was in a hurry, she couldn't undo them after fumbling for a long time.

"Rip—!"

Having no patience left for buttons, Luo Hongyi directly used her spiritual power and tore Xu Chen's shirt to shreds.

Amidst the flying fragments, Xu Chen's lean, firm, and perfectly lined chest was exposed to the air.

*Gulp.*

Luo Hongyi's throat bobbed, the sound of her swallowing saliva particularly clear in the silent Bedchamber.

She reached out, her trembling fingertips brushing against Xu Chen's chest muscles.

Scalding hot.

Full of vitality.

That extremely masculine and pure Yang aura flowed into her body through her fingertips, instantly providing a trace of comfort to her restless meridians.

"Does it feel good?"

Xu Chen's voice rang out at the right time, carrying a hint of seduction.

"Shut up... You are this Empress's prey... You have no right to speak..."

Luo Hongyi panted, her eyes hazy as she retorted, but her hands wouldn't stop; instead, they wandered over Xu Chen's body even more greedily.

"Prey?"

Xu Chen chuckled, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Sister, have you heard a saying?"

"High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey."

Before he finished speaking.

Xu Chen's hands, which were tightly bound by the red rope, suddenly exerted force.

Snap!

A crisp sound echoed.

The rope, condensed from pure demonic energy and strong enough to trap a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator, actually snapped as easily as a fragile hemp rope!

"What?!"

Luo Hongyi's pupils shrank, and she instinctively tried to retreat.

But it was too late.

Xu Chen's hands were like iron pincers, instantly seizing her wrists and then giving a sudden pull.

"Ah!"

Luo Hongyi cried out in surprise as she lost her balance and fell directly onto Xu Chen.

Their skin touched.

On one side was the scalding fire of the Pure Yang Body, and on the other was the unbearable heat of the Heavenly Demon Alluring Bone.

At that moment, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, like a meteor crashing into the Earth.

"You... You were hiding your strength?!"

Lying on Xu Chen's chest, Luo Hongyi felt the blood aura within him, which was as deep as an abyss and several times more terrifying than her own; waves of shock surged in her heart.

How was this a fat sheep?

This was clearly an ancient ferocious beast in sheep's clothing!

"Only realizing it now? Too late."

With a roll, Xu Chen instantly reversed the situation.

The originally high-and-mighty Empress was now firmly pinned beneath him. Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with shock and a hint of panic that she herself hadn't even noticed.

"Luo Hongyi, didn't you just say you were going to drain me dry?"

Xu Chen looked down at her, his hands propped on either side of her head, trapping her between himself and the bed.

His gaze was highly aggressive, no longer playful as before, but full of masculine dominance.

"Now, I'll give you that chance."

"However..."

Xu Chen lowered his head until his nose almost touched hers, his warm breath fanning across her face.

"Who drains whom... that remains to be seen."

"You... How dare you!"

Luo Hongyi was both ashamed and angry, trying to mobilize her spiritual power to resist.

But she discovered to her horror that as their bodies touched, her Heavenly Demon Cultivation Technique had completely spiraled out of control.

Even...

In her subconscious, she was actually longing for this feeling of being suppressed and conquered.

"How dare I?"

Xu Chen reached out and picked up a strand of her red hair, sniffing it at the tip of his nose, a wicked smile curling on his lips.

"In my territory, there's no such thing as 'how dare I'."

"Your territory? This is the Tianmo Palace!" Luo Hongyi was still stubbornly talking back.

"No."

Xu Chen shook his head and pointed at the large bed.

"As long as we're on this bed, this is my battlefield."

"And you are my trophy."

Having said that, Xu Chen gave her no more chances to speak.

He lowered his head and accurately captured those two lips that were a bit too red.

"Mmph..."

Luo Hongyi's eyes widened, and her mind went blank.

This... this was her first kiss!

She, the magnificent Demon Sect Empress, who had awed the Western Desert and killed countless people, was actually being forcibly kissed by a "prey"?

She instinctively wanted to bite down and teach this libertine a lesson.

But just then, a strand of extremely pure Yang energy passed from Xu Chen's lips into her mouth.

That aura was like sweet rain, instantly extinguishing the raging Demonic Fire within her and bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Luo Hongyi's originally clenched teeth instantly relaxed.

Replacing it was an instinctive seeking and responding.

Her lotus-like arms had, at some point, wrapped around Xu Chen's neck.

Inside the Bedchamber, the red gauze swayed and the golden bells chimed.

The originally eerie and oppressive demonic energy was now replaced by an ambiguous and beautiful atmosphere.