The next day, Xiao Wei’s heart hammered in his chest. It was a fool’s errand, abandoning his patrol route in broad daylight, but Meili’s whispered promise of a 'private token of her gratitude' was a siren’s call he was powerless to resist. She led him away from the bustling square, into the quiet area where the Whispering Silks Troupe had parked their wagons.She guided him to a large, opulent wagon at the rear of the caravan. The moment the door closed, his senses were assaulted. The air inside was heavy with the same intoxicating jasmine incense from the night before, but thicker, mingled with the scent of wine and warm female skin. Before him, on a bed of exotic furs, lounged not just Meili, but three other dancers from the troupe, each as beautiful as the last, and each wearing nothing but a seductive smile.The young soldier froze, his mind reeling. This was beyond his wildest, most secret fantasies."Don't be shy, Sir Cultivator," Meili purred, taking his hand and leading him fo

The Jade Pavilion was the most expensive restaurant in Jade River City, and the private room Qin Luosha had reserved was its most secluded and opulent. When Li Qingyan was led to the heavy, sound-proofed door, he could already smell the trap.The air that wafted out as the door opened was hot and thick, heavy with the cloying scent of 'Seven Moons Fragrance,' a potent aphrodisiac designed to inflame the passions of any male cultivator below the Core Formation realm. Crude, Li Qingyan thought, his face impassive.The scene inside was a calculated tableau of hedonism. Dozens of the most beautiful women from the Whispering Silks Troupe were arranged throughout the room, lounging on silk cushions and furs. All of them were completely naked, a living, breathing tapestry of temptation. Their bodies were slick with fragrant oils, and their eyes, already hazy from the aphrodisiacs in the air, turned to him with a single-minded, predatory hunger.At the center of it all, at the head of a low t

Qin Luosha’s twisted declaration of love was met with utter silence. Li Qingyan’s eyes, which had held a flicker of cold anger, turned into pits of absolute, ancient indifference. To him, her perverse desire was not a compliment; it was merely another symptom of the vile art she practiced. It was a disease, and he was the cure."You still don't understand," he said, his voice flat. He released her throat.For a heartbeat, she thought he might be showing mercy. Then, she felt it. A new strand of Qi, his Qi, entered her body. It did not attack her meridians. Instead, it acted like a master key, seizing control of the potent aphrodisiacs in her system, hijacking the 'Seven Moons Fragrance' in the air and the 'Lover's Draught' in her blood. He was turning her own trap against her.Simultaneously, the same invisible force washed over her dozen paralyzed subordinates.The effect was instantaneous. A chorus of sharp, involuntary gasps filled the room. Then came the screams. They were not scr