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Chapter 79: Sisters Should Share Both Joy and Sorrow
🕑 Added 2025-05-01 12:08:27 +0000 UTCAs Xueyi approached, you cast a meaningful glance at Hanyu before you.
At this moment, Hanyu was trembling with pleasure, her body and spirit simultaneously ascending to paradise under the infusion of Buddhist teachings. Her neck arched like a swan's as she emitted cries of pure delight.
The piercing sounds seemed capable of shattering the palace's glazed roof.
Upon hearing these familiar moans outside the palace, Xueyi grew frantic and attempted to force her way in. Yet no matter how she tried, the grand doors refused to budge.
As her sister's "agonized wails" continued unabated within, Xueyi's anxiety reached fever pitch. She circled the palace desperately, searching for any alternative entrance.
After a fruitless search, she returned to the main gates - only to discover that while no entryway revealed itself, one window appeared improperly sealed. Though shut, a narrow gap remained, offering a clear view inside.
Xueyi immediately pressed close to observe.
There, she witnessed Hanyu suspended in bondage as you lashed her with a vajra pestle.
Hanyu's face and entire body glowed crimson, sweat cascading from her forehead as she alternated between cries of apparent pain and moans of pleasure. Her expression teetered between resistance and rapture in exquisite contradiction.
Fury ignited in Xueyi - but remained impotent.
Attempting to smash through the window, her hands met an invisible golden barrier before making contact. Each strike merely created ripples across its surface.
Thus formed a bizarre tableau: the younger sister inside receiving Buddhist "instruction" in apparent ecstasy, while the elder battered helplessly against the barriers in visible torment.
"What touching sisterly devotion," you mused aloud.
Hanyu offered no response.
Curious, you turned her face toward you, only to find her eyes vacant - consciousness already surrendered.
"Fainted already? How fortunate for you," you chuckled softly before snapping your fingers.
The golden vines retracted, sending Hanyu collapsing to the floor like discarded rags.
Simultaneously, Xueyi sensed the protective energy dissipate. Without hesitation, she kicked open the doors and stormed inside.
"Did no one teach you to knock? Basic manners," you remarked calmly.
(The sisters had lost their parents young - law enforcement officers fallen in the line of duty - leaving them to rely solely on each other.)
Witnessing her cherished sister's violation, then having this specific wound salted...
The last thread of Xueyi's reason shattered.
No words escaped her frost-encased expression as she transformed into a cyan lightning bolt aimed at your throat.
Swish! Twin chain-linked spikes shot forth like venomous serpents, attacking from both flanks while cutting off escape routes.
Undeniably, Xueyi's combat skills were peerless - this instantaneous assault represented tactical perfection.
Yet no technique could overcome absolute power.
You didn't even blink.
Spikes capable of piercing Cloud Knight armor shattered against your skin as if striking Qliphoth's Amber Wall. Fragments rebounded, grazing Xueyi's cheek with a thin crimson line.
Still she persisted, producing a dagger aimed at your skull.
Having exhausted your patience, you simply seized her weapon hand.
Crunch. Metal screamed as it compacted, your grip pulverizing both blade and flesh. Blood gushed between your fingers.
When you released, Xueyi's hand resembled raw hamburger meat, embedded with dagger shards.
Remarkably stubborn, she still attempted to fight back.
Your tolerance spent, you suddenly grabbed her wrist and whipped her downward like a bedsheet.
Boom! Stone tiles fractured as Xueyi impacted, her body rendered nearly paralyzed - moving a finger seemed impossible.
Finally, compliance.
Reason reasserted itself as Xueyi realized: this lecherous monk had been toying with her all along.
"Calmer now?" you inquired mildly.
"...Mn." A silent nod.
Her gaze drifted to Hanyu's motionless form nearby, eyes flashing with pained complexity.
Hanyu lay like a broken doll, undisturbed even by the violent commotion.
Rage boiled within Xueyi - hatred for your defilement of her treasure, hatred for her own helplessness.
After a long pause, she spoke: "What will it take... to spare her?"
The fish took the bait!
Internally delighted but outwardly impassive, you replied: "When your sister begged me to save you, I told her - a life for a life. Her freedom for yours. The offer stands in reverse."
A beat of silence. Then: "Done."
Reality Mode: Activated!
Entering Reality Mode, Solon immediately summoned vines to bind Xueyi's hands behind her back.
With deliberate cruelty, he adjusted the vines' height to hover just above her waist while others coiled around her ankles, forcing her into a perpetual bowing posture.
This stance perfectly accentuated a woman's curves while conveniently exposing her rear for "purification" via vajra pestle.
Forced into this position, Xueyi felt like some brothel's service girl awaiting client use.
Worse still - her sister lay nearby. Should Hanyu awaken mid-process, death would be preferable.
"Wait! Not here! At least... not before my sister!!" Xueyi begged desperately.
"Prisoners don't make demands!" Solon's mischief flared as he leaned to whisper:
"Ah, but I forgot to mention - last time, your sister received her discipline right here before you. Since you're sisters... shouldn't you share everything equally~?"
