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Dugu Yan looked at Liu Erlong's beautiful face, which still retained its mature charm even in unconsciousness, and her purple martial attire, which was damp with sweat and clinging to her body due to the pain. She licked her lips: "Principal Liu has such a fiery temper, yet she hides such deep bitterness in her heart... venting it out might be good for her. Teacher, do you need me to prepare anything?"
"Go get that bottle of 'Ice Soul Jade Marrow Liquid' I've kept, and prepare some 'Mind-Settling Incense'," Mo Bai instructed. "Then, guard outside the door. Without my permission, no one is allowed to disturb."
"Yes." A flash of realization and expectation passed through Dugu Yan's eyes as she turned to make the preparations.
Soon, Dugu Yan brought a small white jade bottle and a tray of specially made incense. Mo Bai took them and opened the jade bottle; a clear, cold chill that seemed capable of freezing the soul diffused out. Inside the bottle was a semi-transparent, milky-white liquid—the "Ice Soul Jade Marrow Liquid," refined from the essence of the extremely cold side of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well mixed with several rare medicinal materials. it was exceptionally effective for suppressing fire poison and stabilizing the mind.
Mo Bai lifted Liu Erlong up a bit, pinched her chin open, and slowly poured a small sip of the Ice Soul Jade Marrow Liquid into her mouth. As the liquid entered her throat, Liu Erlong's body jerked violently, and she let out a comfortable groan. The flush on her face seemed to recede a fraction, and her furrowed brow relaxed slightly.
Mo Bai laid her flat again and then unfastened the buttons of her tight martial attire. As the clothing was removed, a mature, voluptuous, and powerful female body was gradually revealed. Liu Erlong's skin was a healthy wheat color, firm and elastic from years of training. Her full, heavy breasts stood proud and round with dark pink nipples already stiff from the inner heat, her waist was strong yet feminine with defined muscle lines, her hips were wide and powerful, and her long, sculpted thighs were glistening with sweat. This was the body of a wild Fire Dragon Battle Soul Saint—voluptuous, battle-hardened, and radiating raw sensual power—now trembling with suppressed desire and pain.
Mo Bai's gaze swept over her body calmly, as if inspecting a weapon in dire need of repair. He picked up the tray of Mind-Settling Incense, and with a flick of spirit power, the incense ignited without fire, diffusing a clean, peaceful, light smoke that curled through the room.
Then, he removed his own outer robe, leaving only his undergarments, and climbed onto the jade bed.
He did not immediately proceed to the next step. Instead, he once again pressed both hands over Liu Erlong's naked chest and lower abdomen. Gold-red spirit power flickered in his palms, acting like the most precise probes to further smooth the berserk fire-attribute spirit power within her. Simultaneously, his mental energy, like the finest silk threads, began to try and contact Liu Erlong's chaotic soul world.
Deep within the unconscious Liu Erlong's consciousness was a burning ruin. Crimson fire had swallowed everything. In the center of the ruins, a blurred, cold figure in a black robe stood with his back to her, drifting further away. She wanted to chase him but was scorched by the flames, letting out painful cries. That was the figure of Yu Xiaogang—the obsession she had sought for twenty years but never gained, and the root cause that triggered her inner demon.
Mo Bai's mental energy was like cool raindrops falling upon this burning ruin. He did not attempt to extinguish the fire instantly but began to "guide." He quietly planted threads of cool thoughts—mixed with "letting go," "liberation," and "one's own strength is the true foundation"—into the edges of Liu Erlong's chaotic consciousness.
Meanwhile, his hand over her lower abdomen began to slowly shift downward. His fingertips, carrying warm spirit power, traced across her flat, firm abdomen, moving toward the most hidden source where life and desire intertwined.
"Hmm..." In her unconsciousness, Liu Erlong's body instinctively produced a reaction. The desire she had suppressed for years had long ago piled up like a mountain within this mature body, and now, under the dual effect of the inner demon's restlessness and the external spirit power's stimulation, it began to be faintly triggered.
"The heart-fire is blazing, the dragon soul is restless... let us begin the dredging from here." Mo Bai whispered to himself as he removed the final restraints from his own body.
He parted Liu Erlong's long, powerful legs, leaned down, and without any hesitation, aligned his already prepared hot hardness with the already slightly moistened entrance. He slowly lowered his waist, and inch by inch, squeezed into that tight and scalding passage.
"Ugh, ah—!" The unconscious Liu Erlong let out a groan that mixed pain with a strange pleasure, her body arching violently! Even though she was not fully conscious, the intense stimulation of her body being forcibly entered still broke through her line of unconsciousness!
Mo Bai's thick, veiny cock forced its way into Liu Erlong's fiery, virgin-tight pussy (in terms of long-suppressed desire), brutally stretching her narrow, scorching walls obscenely wide around the massive girth. The swollen head pried apart her slick pink folds inch by inch, dragging roughly along every sensitive ridge and ridge as it burrowed deeper, until it slammed heavily against her cervix with crushing force, battering the entrance to her womb and sending sharp, aching shocks through her entire core. Her powerful pussy lips clung tightly to the thick shaft, stretched thin and glistening, every throbbing vein pulsing against her convulsing flesh as hot love juices squirted around the invading length.
Mo Bai did not stop, continuing deeper until he was completely swallowed by that fiery, tight depth. He could clearly feel the berserk fire-attribute spirit power within Liu Erlong's body, as if it had found an outlet, beginning to rush frantically toward the point of their union! And her inner demon—those burning obsessions and pains—seemed to transform into literal fire, following the spirit power to scorch his intrusion, only to be forcibly suppressed and guided by his even stronger, cold "Spirit Casting" spirit power.
This was not just an act of sex; it was a fierce clash of spirit power and will, a forced dredging and transformation of the inner demon!