15: Chapter 15 Once a night, one night at a time

However, when Xiao Ye saw the Chief's face clearly, the thought of "resisting unto death" instantly shattered into pieces.

Actually... being kidnapped for sex isn't necessarily a bad thing.

The System prompted at the right time.

Ding! Detected: 84-point beauty.

Reclining on a single chair padded with fur was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes were like autumn waters reflecting the stars. With slender shoulders and a lithe waist, her lush curves were enchantingly deep. Her rounded buttocks were slightly pressed out of shape against the seat. She leaned lazily against the armrest with one leg naturally crossed over the other, exuding a mature, sophisticated charm.

Xiao Ye's eyes went wide.

How is this a bandit leader? This clearly looks like some Sect Head's wife who ran out to experience life!

"Er Ya," Gu Sanniang spoke, her voice lazy like a cat just waking up, "Why did you bring back a little old man?"

Er Ya scratched her head with a simple and honest expression: "Chief, we staked out for five days and only encountered this one person in the Qi Refining Realm. He's a bit old, but he can still be used."

Gu Sanniang looked Xiao Ye up and down and nodded slightly: "It'll do. Second level of Qi Refining, he should be able to help me achieve a Breakthrough."

She waved her hand, her tone as casual as ordering a dish: "Alright, good work. Go have some wine."

The five female bandits complied and withdrew, thoughtfully closing the door as they left.

Only two people remained in the room.

Xiao Ye was tied to the bed, watching Gu Sanniang unhurriedly unfasten her outer robe, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Um..." he spoke dryly, "How about we talk first?"

"Talk about what?" Gu Sanniang raised an eyebrow.

"For example... what's your name?"

"Gu Sanniang."

"How old are you this year?"

"Guess."

"Thirty?"

Gu Sanniang smiled, her smile carrying a hint of playfulness: "Guess again."

Xiao Ye swallowed hard and sensibly shut his mouth.

That night, the Qingfeng Stronghold was brightly lit.

Outside, the sounds of clinking glasses and shouting were constant, as lively as the New Year. Inside... the bed creaked incessantly.

Gu Sanniang was like a goddess of war, looking down from above.

Xiao Ye's hands and feet were tied; he was entirely passive the whole time, without even a chance to turn over. He wanted to resist, but his cultivation was inferior; he wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was blocked.

The only thing he could do was grit his teeth and endure.

He endured until finally, he couldn't even grit his teeth anymore.

Early the next morning, Xiao Ye lay sprawled on the bed, his eyes hollow and his face haggard, looking as if all his spirit had been drained away.

He stared at the ceiling beams, falling into deep self-doubt about his life.

In the past, others always bragged about being a "seven times a night" guy or having a "golden spear that never falls"—

Xiao Ye felt that those were all amateurs.

Once a night is enough.

The kind that lasts the whole night.

Ding! Spiritual Root upgraded to Profound Grade Low Grade!

Reward: Crimson Flame Blood-Burning Technique (Burning longevity significantly increases combat power; the more longevity burned, the stronger the boost, up to one whole major Realm!)

Just as Xiao Ye was marveling at how awesome this Cultivation Technique was—

The door was pushed open, and Gu Sanniang walked in carrying a bowl of hot soup, looking radiant and high-spirited, a completely different person from last night.

"Awake? Drink some soup to nourish yourself."

She placed the bowl on the bedside and looked down at Xiao Ye with a hint of satisfaction in her gaze.

"You little old man, you're actually quite useful. I achieved a Breakthrough after just one night!"

Xiao Ye: "..."

Hearing her say she "broke through," Xiao Ye also felt something unusual in his body and silently checked his own cultivation.

Holy crap.

Third level of Qi Refining?

He hadn't been without resistance yesterday—though his hands were tied, the Yin-Yang Invincible Emperor Art in his body had been running on its own.

He thought it was just a final struggle, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong.

He broke through a minor Realm in just one night?

When he did Dual Cultivation with Wan'er and Qianqian before, it wasn't this intense.

Could it be...

A thought popped into Xiao Ye's mind. To verify it, he spent another seven days in "humiliation" and joy.

Sure enough.

When performing the Yin-Yang Invincible Emperor Art while sleeping with a woman who has cultivation, the Cultivation speed of one day equals ten, three times faster than with an ordinary woman!

He was now almost at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

This efficiency was like being on eightfold speed.

But Xiao Ye gradually found himself unable to smile.

If this continued, he felt he was going to be in trouble.

Another woman who doesn't know how to respect the elderly!

Since ancient times, there have only been exhausted oxen, never a worn-out field.

This old ox of his was about to be squeezed into beef jerky.

If he really couldn't take it, he could only use the Crimson Flame Blood-Burning Technique to escape—fighting was out of the question; if he burned out and still couldn't win, wouldn't that be the end of him!

Meanwhile, Gu Sanniang was equally shocked.

She had just broken through a minor Realm a few days ago, and according to this progress, she felt she was about to break through again.

She just didn't know how much longer this little old man could last.

She could clearly feel that the time Xiao Ye could persist was getting shorter and shorter.

From the clashing spears and iron horses of the first night to the current hasty endings.

After a month, Gu Sanniang was unable to stop, while Xiao Ye was unable to... withdraw.

Several times Xiao Ye wanted to use the Crimson Flame Blood-Burning Technique to turn the tables and become the master, but in the end, he held back.

The spirit he had managed to build up with great difficulty was completely squandered in this month.

His eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks thin, and he walked with a floating gait, looking like a piece of withered grass with all its moisture sucked out.

He didn't want anything now.

He just wanted to go home.

It was too terrifying.

Although staying in Qingshan Town didn't offer much of a future, at least—his life was his own.