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At this moment, she was filled with regret and grievance, secretly blaming herself for falling into such an embarrassing situation.
Especially He Yuzhu's large hands, which roamed freely over her body, seemed casual in their movements, but in reality, they possessed an indescribable seductive power, as if carrying some kind of mysterious electric current.
Every unintentional touch gave Lin Wanting an unprecedented sense of excitement and tension. An electric current instantly spread throughout her body, making her breathing involuntarily rapid and her chest heave violently, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
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She felt as if her body was no longer under her control, completely manipulated by He Yuzhu's every move.
At this moment, as He Yuzhu stopped moving, the surging desire that had almost overwhelmed her gradually subsided like the receding tide.
Her previously dazed eyes gradually regained some clarity, and her disordered thoughts began to slowly return to normal.
However, at the same time, a strange sense of loss quietly welled up in her heart, like ripples on a calm lake, disturbing the peace in her heart.
Lin Wanting stared blankly into the distance, her eyes vacant, her thoughts drifting away, pondering the origin of these complex emotions.
Is it because she's gotten used to the intimate contact just now, or is there a hidden desire deep inside that she herself hasn't even realized?
She tried to find answers, but found herself trapped in even deeper confusion.
However, it was only then that she realized something was wrong with her.
During the most tense moment, she was so frightened that she lost control of her bladder.
Realizing this, Lin Wanting felt extremely uncomfortable all over, and the discomfort came over her like a tidal wave.
She felt sticky all over, her clothes clinging tightly to her skin as if she were wrapped in something wet and disgusting.
The surroundings seemed to be filled with water, and the small space had instantly turned into a vast ocean, giving her a sense of embarrassment that she had nowhere to escape, as if she were naked and exposed to everyone's gaze.
Instantly, a feeling of shyness welled up in her heart, and her cheeks turned bright red, like a ripe apple, dazzlingly red. This shyness spread like wildfire, even causing a blush to rise on her neck and all the way to her ears.
Her two small, delicate ears were burning hot, like flames, as if announcing to the world her embarrassment and helplessness.
She wished she could disappear into the ground and never face this embarrassing situation again. At this moment, Lin Wanting was completely consumed by fear and unease.
She understood that every small action she took was closely linked to the success or failure of the mission, and even to her own life or death.
In this extremely dangerous situation, she could only force herself to remain calm, tightly clamping her legs together and curling her body slightly. Every movement was extremely cautious, like a frightened bird, afraid that even the slightest sound would be noticed by He Yuzhu and thus expose her abnormality.
Her breathing became shallow and weak, and her heart pounded violently in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of its constriction. However, fate always seemed to be working against her.
Just as she was concentrating and trying her best to hide her inner panic, He Yuzhu moved without warning.
He extended his finger, the movement seemingly slow and casual, yet carrying an irresistible force.
In Lin Wanting's eyes, that finger was like a flash of cold light, carrying a deadly threat.
His fingers slowly approached and gently touched her. This seemingly unintentional touch was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating a raging storm.
In an instant, Lin Wanting felt a powerful and unfamiliar surge of energy flow into her body like a surging tide, following He Yuzhu's fingertips.
This surge of energy was fierce, like a rushing, roaring river, instantly shattering the original tranquility within her body.
It was like a nimble and cunning little snake, carrying a hint of chill, swiftly moving through her meridians.
Wherever it passed, the meridians felt as if they were being scorched by raging fire or sliced by sharp ice blades, with waves of excruciating pain.
This surge of energy charged headlong into her dantian, ultimately plunging into it.
Then, something happened that terrified Lin Wanting to the extreme.
After wreaking havoc within her dantian, the invading energy strangely and domineeringly sealed its entrance in a powerful and unsettling manner. For martial artists, the dantian is the foundation of their cultivation, of paramount importance.
At this moment, her dantian felt as if it were isolated by an indestructible barrier.
Her eyes widened in disbelief and despair. She wanted to immediately mobilize her inner energy to fight back, but found herself as if she were stuck in a quagmire, her body so heavy that she could not move an inch.
From that moment on, she could no longer feel the faint trace of primordial energy in her dantian. The results of her years of painstaking cultivation seemed to vanish in that short instant, and she was completely plunged into an abyss of endless darkness and fear.
Lin Wanting stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with astonishment, as if she had witnessed the most absurd and impossible thing in the world.
Countless terrifying thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. The thought of the terrible consequences caused her face, which had been flushed like a ripe apple from shyness, to turn ashen white, devoid of any color, as if all life had been drained from her.
The blood vessels beneath the skin appear clearly visible, revealing a heartbreaking fragility, like a weak lamb cruelly manipulated by fate.
Her lips trembled uncontrollably, her voice trembling with barely suppressed sobs as she asked:
"What...what have you done to me? Have you destroyed my dantian?"
His words were filled with fear and despair, each word seemingly squeezed out from the depths of his soul, as if the world was about to collapse at this moment, and all hope was instantly extinguished.
Faced with Lin Wanting's questioning, He Yuzhu remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control and no one could escape his calculations.
He slightly raised his chin, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:
"Don't worry, I haven't destroyed your dantian yet. I've just sealed it temporarily. So now you're no different from an ordinary person."
The tone was as if he were talking about something very ordinary, as casual and relaxed as discussing today's weather.
Hearing these words, Lin Wanting's heart, which had been hanging in her throat, finally settled down a little.
Her breathing, which had been rapid and rhythmic like a drumbeat, gradually calmed down, and her emotions stabilized somewhat. She knew in her heart how much hardship she had endured to cultivate even this small amount of vital energy.
For more than a decade, she rose at the crack of dawn every day. In the chilly morning light, the cold wind cut like a knife, yet she would train her body again and again in the open space, her clothes soaked with sweat, which was then quickly dried by the cold wind.
When the night sky is full of stars, she is still studying the obscure and difficult cultivation manuals under the dim light, word by word, with each character carrying her hopes.
He was injured countless times due to overtraining, and the pain was always with him. Yet, he gritted his teeth and persevered with his tenacious willpower.
After countless hardships, she has finally achieved what seems insignificant but is in fact the culmination of all her hard work.
If He Yuzhu were to break through her dantian so easily, then the vital energy she had painstakingly cultivated for more than ten years would have nowhere to go and would be scattered in all directions like water bursting its banks. All her efforts would be in vain, and all her sacrifices would be wasted.
Thinking of this, Lin Wanting's heartstrings, which had just relaxed slightly, tightened again. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of her chest. The rapid beating seemed to be sounding an alarm bell of despair for her.
However, at that moment, she suddenly caught a glimpse of He Yuzhu reaching out to untie the ropes binding her!
Her pupils dilated instantly, like two suddenly expanding black holes, and she cried out in terror:
"What...what exactly do you want to do?" The voice was sharp, filled with endless fear, piercing through the oppressive air.
"What do you think?"
He Yuzhu's lips curled up slightly, the upward curve carrying a malicious smile. He asked her with a half-smile, a smile that seemed to hide countless unspeakable thoughts, like a bottomless pool, making it impossible to fathom.
"Don't you dare do anything reckless! My master will be here soon, and when he does, he will definitely not let you off easily, you wicked wretch!"
Lin Wanting threatened, her voice raised in an attempt to bolster her courage, but her slightly trembling tone betrayed her inner fear, like a flickering candle in a storm.
"Hehehe..." He Yuzhu let out a contemptuous laugh, his laughter full of disdain, as if mocking Lin Wanting's naivety and ignorance.
His laughter echoed in the cramped space, adding to the eerie atmosphere and sending chills down one's spine.
As he spoke, his hands moved nimbly like nimble snakes, and the ropes that had been so firmly binding Lin Wanting instantly loosened.
The moment the rope hit the ground, it made a soft rustling sound, as if playing a faint melody for Lin Wanting's regained freedom.
Upon regaining her freedom, Lin Wanting quickly turned around, her movements hurried and anxious. Her hands trembled as she carefully buttoned up her shirt, one button at a time. Every movement carried her defense of her dignity, as if she were performing a sacred and solemn ceremony.
After buttoning up her clothes, she gently swung her arms and kicked her feet to loosen up her limbs, which had become stiff and numb from being restrained for so long.
As her arms swung, her sleeves fluttered, making a soft "whoosh" sound, as if expressing her grievances of being imprisoned.
At the same time, she also clearly felt that the vital energy in her body seemed to have completely disappeared. No matter how she tried or how she concentrated her mind to sense it, she could not mobilize even a little bit.
She knew in her heart that if she lost the support and assistance of vital energy, her own strength would only be limited to the superficial level.
This level of strength is utterly insignificant compared to the formidable He Yuzhu before them.
To think that one could defeat He Yuzhu with such meager skills is simply a pipe dream!
Looking at Lin Wanting's tightly pressed legs together, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and he couldn't help but laugh:
"Oh ho~ Judging from your appearance, were you so scared that you couldn't hold your pee just now?" The teasing words, tinged with a hint of frivolity, were like rubbing salt into her wounds.
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanting's pretty face instantly flushed crimson, like a flame ignited, the red spreading from her ears all the way to her neck. She retorted, her anger barely contained, with a coquettish glare:
"Nonsense! I didn't say that!" Her voice was urgent and angry, her cheeks puffed up slightly with rage, making her look like an enraged pufferfish.
"Then why do you always stand in such an awkward posture?"
He Yuzhu persisted, pointing at Lin Wanting's posture with that mischievous smile on his face, as if deliberately teasing a frightened deer.
Looking at the person's posture, Lin Wanting couldn't help but frown and ask.
"I want you to take care of it?"
Lin Wanting retorted irritably, glaring at him angrily, her cheeks slightly flushed with anger, her eyes filled with fury as if she wanted to burn He Yuzhu, wishing she could tear him to pieces with her gaze.
Seeing this, He Yuzhu was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled twice, his laughter carrying a hint of amusement.
Without saying a word, he stepped forward, grabbed Lin Wanting's hand, and walked away. His movements were swift and decisive, leaving Lin Wanting no chance to resist, as if she were just a puppet being manipulated at will.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Wanting, who was suddenly grabbed, stiffened abruptly. Her alertness, honed by years of martial arts training, was instantly triggered, and a flash of panic crossed her eyes.
Her eyes widened, her once bright and lively gaze now filled with panic. Her voice trembled slightly as she hurriedly asked a question, displaying the instinctive defensiveness of a martial artist in the face of danger.
"Dry……"
He Yuzhu's lips curled into a wicked smile, a smile that carried a hint of roguishness and seemed to conceal the cunning of someone who had been through many trials. He uttered a single word and then stopped abruptly, as if deliberately keeping Lin Wanting in suspense and not saying anything more.
Upon hearing this brief and somewhat inexplicable answer, Lin Wanting was initially completely bewildered, her mind going blank for a moment, and she didn't react at all.