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The First Day: Confession of the Soul and the Preliminary Branding
The treatment began in the early morning. Mo Bai was in no hurry for physical contact; instead, he had Liu Erlong sit cross-legged in the center of the jade bed while he sat opposite her.
"Close your eyes, relax your mind, and sink your consciousness into the martial soul origin." Mo Bai's voice carried a strange rhythm, as if it could directly penetrate the eardrums to reach the depths of the soul. "Do not resist my mental energy; let me see what your 'inner demon' truly looks like."
Liu Erlong did as she was told. Her control over mental energy was far less refined than Mo Bai's, so she could only try her best to relax. Soon, a vast yet gentle mental energy flowed in like liquid silver, slowly seeping into her sea of consciousness.
Her soul world appeared before Mo Bai's "eyes" as a scene of scorched earth. The ground was cracked, the sky was dark, and ashes and twisted wreckage from the fire were everywhere. At the very center, a scarred fire dragon, bound by thick chains, was roaring and struggling in pain, every struggle making the chains clank and sparks fly. The other end of the chains was wrapped around a blurred figure in a black robe—it was the projection of the obsession with Yu Xiaogang in her heart, and also the "heart-lock" binding her Fire Dragon martial soul.
"Obsession turned to chains, trapping a dragon in the abyss." Mo Bai's mental intent echoed in Liu Erlong's soul world like a great bell. "How laughable. A dignified fire dragon, a creature that should soar in the nine heavens, actually willing to be trapped by these illusory threads of affection, binding its own wings and drawing its own prison."
"What do you know!" Liu Erlong's consciousness roared in anger within the soul world. "That was twenty years..."
"Twenty years of self-deceiving waiting?" Mo Bai's mental intent interrupted her coldly. "Waiting for a cowardly, escaping man who dared not face you? Waiting for a relationship that never truly belonged to you? Liu Erlong, you can lie to others, but can you lie to yourself? Is it the real Yu Xiaogang you love, or the perfect shadow you've fantasized about in your heart? Or are you just unwilling, just obsessed with the fact that you 'cannot have' him?"
The words pierced her heart.
The fire dragon in Liu Erlong's soul world let out a painful cry, and the chains shook violently. The blurred black-robed shadow also seemed to flicker.
"No... it's not like that..." Liu Erlong's consciousness struggled.
"Look straight at it!" Mo Bai's mental energy suddenly became dominant, like a sharp sword piercing toward that black-robed shadow. "See what he really is! A man whose theories exceed his practice, a coward who dares not even face his own feelings! A selfish person who only knows how to respond to your blazing emotions with cold violence, making you suffer for twenty years! Is such a 'love' worth you burning yourself? Is it worth trapping your dragon soul?!"
Boom—!
Under the impact of the mental energy, the black-robed shadow shook even more violently, faintly revealing Yu Xiaogang's face, which always bore an expression of bitterness and avoidance. Liu Erlong's soul shook tremendously, as twenty years of grievance, pain, unwillingness, and anger erupted like a volcano! The fire dragon roared at the sky, the chains tightening under the roar and letting out an overburdened groan!
"Now is the time!" Mo Bai's voice was like a command. "Remember this feeling! Remember this anger and unwillingness! Then—use it to burn through these damned chains! Your power, your anger, should be used to destroy enemies and break through restraints, not for internal friction, not to burn yourself!"
As if injected with an invisible force, the fire dragon's eyes in Liu Erlong's soul world suddenly erupted with blazing light! It no longer struggled in pain; instead, it condensed all its anger and power, and aimed at the chains binding it, spitting out an unprecedentedly blazing dragon flame!
Crack—!
The chains developed cracks under the scorching dragon flame! Although they didn't break instantly, that firm sense of restraint loosened for the first time!
In reality, Liu Erlong suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for air, her forehead covered in cold sweat. However, her eyes were much brighter than before, with a complex fire burning within—there was pain, enlightenment, and a desperate determination.
"How do you feel?" Mo Bai withdrew his mental energy and asked calmly.
"...A little lighter." Liu Erlong's voice was raspy, but no longer so hollow. "It feels as if... a very heavy burden has been lifted." She looked at Mo Bai with a complex gaze. "How much... did you see?"
"I saw what needed to be seen." Mo Bai said flatly. "Your obsession is deeper than I imagined. Today was only a loosening, far from a complete removal. Next, we need to use a more direct way to burn away those remaining 'chains'."
Liu Erlong's heart tightened slightly, sensing that the upcoming treatment would likely not be easy.
As expected, Mo Bai had her lie down and removed her clothing. Unlike the previous day's nakedness in unconsciousness, she was now awake. Under the bright lights of the treatment room, the shame of exposing her mature and voluptuous body completely to a man she hadn't known long washed over her like a tide. Her skin, due to her Fire Dragon martial soul, was a healthy wheat color, and her muscle lines were distinct and full of power, currently tightening slightly. Her full, heavy breasts rose and fell with each breath, dark pink nipples already stiff, her strong waist tapered into wide powerful hips, and her long sculpted thighs glistened with a light sheen of sweat.
Mo Bai's gaze swept over her body like something substantial, carrying scrutiny and evaluation. He took out that pale green ointment again, but this time, he applied it over a wider area, and his movements were... more meticulous. From her neck to her collarbones, from her high breasts to her flat abdomen, and down to her long, powerful thighs... his fingers, carrying cool spirit power, slowly traced over every inch of her skin, outlining certain profound trajectories.
Liu Erlong's body couldn't help but shudder. It wasn't just because of the ointment's coolness, but because of the strange sensation brought by the finger's touch mixed with the penetration of spirit power. She could clearly feel Mo Bai's spirit power acting like fine needles, passing through her skin into her meridians, even touching her restless martial soul origin. And whenever the spirit power passed through those areas affected by the inner demon, it brought a surge of heat or stinging pain, accompanied by a strange sense of dredged relief.
"Hmm..." She couldn't help but let out a suppressed groan, her hands tightly gripping the bedsheets. This feeling was too strange—pain intertwined with pleasure, shame coexisting with liberation.