387: Chapter 387 She's just a bed warmer, he shouldn't be so desperate as to fight us to the death, right?

Zhou Jingxing laughed heartily and patted Mo Ran on the shoulder: "Fine! Then you just watch carefully!

After this Young Master is done enjoying her, I will let the brothers have a taste too.

You can just watch from the side; satisfying your eyes with the sight is good enough too."

Mo Ran nodded with a smile, retreated to the side, leaned against the cave wall, and crossed his arms while watching everything, a trace of cold, sinister light flashing in his eyes.

Zhou Jingxing turned his head back, his gaze falling once again upon Xiao Nianyin, the desire in his eyes unmasked, almost overflowing.

"Grand Sect Master Xiao," he crouched down, reached out to pinch Xiao Nianyin's chin, forcing her to lift her head, "You didn't expect this day would come, did you?"

Xiao Nianyin struggled desperately, wanting to break free from his hand, but her hands were tied behind her back, leaving her unable to exert any strength.

She could only glare at him, her ice-blue eyes filled with anger and hatred, as if she wanted to burn the person in front of her to ashes.

Even having fallen into such a plight, the arrogance and stubbornness in her eyes had not completely disappeared.

Zhou Jingxing, however, was not afraid in the slightest; instead, he laughed even more wantonly.

"Yo, this look, it's really something!" He turned back to the crowd behind him and said, "Brothers, did you see that? This is the gaze of a Saint Realm Expert!

Back in the day, if we were even glanced at by such a gaze, we would have had to kneel.

But what about now?"

He released Xiao Nianyin's chin, stood up, spread his arms wide, and laughed loudly: "Now she has fallen into our hands, becoming our prisoner!

This is fate! The tides turn!

The once high-and-mighty Saint Realm Sect Master is now at our mercy!"

The group of lackeys behind him immediately burst into laughter.

"Senior Brother Zhou is right! The tides turn!"

"Let her know the might of us disciples of the Taihu Clan!"

"So what if she is a Saint Realm Expert? Isn't she kneeling before us now!"

"What Saint Realm Expert, right now she is just a useless person who can't even sense Spiritual Qi! Hahaha!"

Xiao Nianyin closed her eyes, refusing to look at him anymore, but her slightly trembling eyelashes exposed the humiliation and anger in her heart.

Zhou Jingxing walked a few steps closer, bent down, leaned into her ear, and lowered his voice, his hot breath spraying against her ear: "Grand Sect Master Xiao, do you know, this Young Master has long heard of your great name.

The number one ice beauty of the Cultivation World, a forbidden treasure coveted by countless experts, high and mighty, inviolable.

At that time, this Young Master was just a small Foundation Establishment Cultivator, not even qualified to look up to you. I never dreamed that one day, you would fall into my hands."

He reached out his hand and gently pushed aside the hair scattered on the side of Xiao Nianyin's face, revealing her exquisite profile.

That action, surprisingly carrying a facade of gentleness, was even more disgusting.

"Truly beautiful..." he murmured, his eyes full of obsession, "Even more beautiful than in the legends. This skin, these eyebrows and eyes, this temperament... no wonder so many experts are willing to die for you."

Xiao Nianyin suddenly turned her head away, dodging his hand, her eyes full of disgust.

Zhou Jingxing was not annoyed; instead, he laughed: "What are you dodging for? Soon there will be a time when you can't dodge."

He straightened up and turned back to the crowd behind him: "Tell me, how should we enjoy such a great beauty?"

The group of lackeys immediately became rowdy.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you go first! You go first!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother Zhou should have the first taste, we will wait in the back!"

"I heard that this Xiao Nianyin Cultivates an ice-type Cultivation Technique, I wonder if her body is also icy? That would be interesting!"

"Hahaha! Maybe it will melt for you in a while!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, hurry up! The brothers can't wait!"

"Exactly, exactly! We also want to taste the flavor of a Saint Realm Expert!"

Zhou Jingxing laughed heartily and waved his hand: "What is the rush? Good food is worth waiting for. This Young Master must savor it properly; I cannot waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

He turned his head back, his gaze falling once again on Xiao Nianyin, scanning from top to bottom, from face to feet, inch by inch, as if admiring a fine artifact.

"Grand Sect Master Xiao," he said slowly, "Tell me, what is your good disciple Xu Ruyu doing now? Does he know you are here? Will he come to save you?"

Xiao Nianyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not speak.

Zhou Jingxing continued: "I heard that he has been in seclusion in the Illusory Moon Well for Artifact Refining, and hasn't come out for half a month.

Tsk tsk, pitiful, he is there concentrating on Artifact Refining, yet he doesn't know his own Bed-warming maid is suffering here.

By the time he comes out, it will be too late."

A lackey behind him egged him on: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you think if that Xu Ruyu found out, he would go mad with rage?"

Another lackey replied: "So what if he goes mad? He is an outsider, does he dare to act wildly on our Taihu Clan's territory?"

"Exactly! If he dares to touch a single hair of ours, would the Elders spare him?"

"Besides, Xiao Nianyin is just a Bed-warming maid now, would Xu Ruyu offend our Taihu Clan for a Bed-warming maid?"

"That's right! She is just a Bed-warming maid, we play with her, so what can he do?"

Zhou Jingxing listened to these words and laughed even more smugly.

He crouched down again, reaching out to grab Xiao Nianyin's torn collar.

Xiao Nianyin opened her eyes suddenly, shaking her head desperately, making "woo-woo" sounds, tears bursting from her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.

Those tears carved two tracks on her dust-covered face, making her look even more pitiful.

Zhou Jingxing looked at her tears and laughed even more wildly.

"Crying? What are you crying for? Soon there will be a time for you to cry. Crying now is too early."

He tore with force—

"Rip—"

The already torn dress was ripped open, creating an even larger gap.

The sound of the moon-white fabric tearing was exceptionally harsh in the silent cave, like a knife cutting deeply into Xiao Nianyin's heart.

It tore from the neckline all the way to the waist, revealing the pink dudou inside and a large expanse of snow-white skin.

That dudou was very thin, woven from top-quality celestial silk, faintly revealing the rising and falling curves underneath.

Her collarbones were as exquisite as if carved, her fragrant shoulders as round as if polished from jade, her skin as fair and delicate as congealed fat, glowing with an alluring luster under the flickering firelight.