Early morning, a ray of sunlight shone on the smooth rock wall.
Bai Ningbing sat on the rock wall, gazing at the beach below, watching the tide rise and fall.
After several days of recovery, the wounds on Bai Ningbing's body had already scabbed over and would heal completely before long.
*Tap, tap, tap.*
The sound of footsteps approached. Fang Yuan walked up from behind Bai Ningbing.
Bai Ningbing stood up, turned around, and asked, "Is it time to eat?"
"..."
Fang Yuan suddenly felt speechless and couldn't help thinking to himself: *It seems Bai Ningbing is still a long way from becoming that fearsome Ice Dragon Sub-Immortal Venerable of the future.*
Fang Yuan helplessly shook his head. "It's not mealtime yet. I have something to discuss with you. Follow me."
With that, Fang Yuan turned and walked away.
Bai Ningbing paused for a moment, a hint of wariness in her heart: *This guy Fang Yuan is full of schemes. If he's looking for me, it definitely isn't anything good. I'll follow and see what he's up to.*
*In any case, if he wants to survive in this remote wilderness of Southern Border, his first aperture cultivation alone isn't enough. Although his gu worms are extremely luxurious—all rare rank-three gu—but with his current cultivation, he can't sustain activating them for long periods.*
*So he needs my help to activate the gu worms. Until he reaches rank-three cultivation and fully recovers his strength, I should still be safe for now.*
*At the very least, my life isn't in immediate danger.*
With these thoughts, Bai Ningbing looked at Fang Yuan ahead and followed him.
The two entered a dense forest.
After walking some distance into the woods, Fang Yuan turned back.
He saw Bai Ningbing in her white robes, stepping toward him one foot at a time.
Due to her Northern Dark Ice Soul Physique, combined with the use of the Ice Skin Gu, Bai Ningbing's skin was exceptionally snow-white, like smooth, tender mutton-fat jade or pure, flawless white jade—impossible to look away from.
Beyond that, Bai Ningbing had an outstanding figure: long legs with little fat, yet still curvaceous and fleshy—not overweight, yet not too thin, giving a perfectly balanced impression.
Most importantly, Bai Ningbing possessed both exquisite beauty and an exceptional aura.
With her already stunning features, paired with silver hair, deep blue eyes, and an indifferent expression, she resembled a fairy detached from the mortal world.
"What is it? Speak." Bai Ningbing said coldly.
As the young master of the Bai family village, Bai Ningbing might be somewhat naive about worldly affairs, but when it came to important matters, she knew how to adopt the proper attitude.
In daily life, she could relax.
But whenever Fang Yuan sought her out, it was almost certainly bad news—she needed to stay constantly on guard.
After all, the things Fang Yuan had done were simply too shocking.
He had schemed against two rank-five Gu Masters in succession, personally slaughtered all his own kin, and risen from C-grade aptitude to A-grade.
Countless people had become his stepping stones.
Cooperating with him was like sharing a bed with a tiger.
If Bai Ningbing still had her gu worms, she would have killed Fang Yuan long ago.
Seeing Bai Ningbing on full alert against him, Fang Yuan didn't care at all. He suddenly lunged forward and threw several punches.
Bai Ningbing, who had been wary of him the whole time, shrank her pupils and quickly retreated to dodge.
But retreating could never outpace advancing.
As she backed away, Fang Yuan was already in front of her. With a few strikes, he directly dislocated both her arms.
"Ah!!"
Bai Ningbing cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground.
Enduring the agony, she glared fiercely at Fang Yuan: "What, are you going to kill me? Then do it. I'm not afraid of death. But if you let me live, I will definitely get revenge—make you wish for death but unable to die."
As someone who had also slaughtered her own clan, Bai Ningbing naturally had her own pride. Even knowing death was likely, she would not beg pathetically.
Rather than live in humiliation, better to die with dignity.
This had always been Bai Ningbing's life motto.
Back on Qing Mao Mountain, when facing a thousand-beast horde alone, she hadn't feared. When the Heavenly Crane Master attacked, she fought rank-five as rank-three—she hadn't feared.
Now, with both arms dislocated and almost no ability to resist, she still felt no fear.
She had long since cast aside thoughts of life and death.
"Bai Ningbing, I know that in the future we are destined to become enemies, so I'm just collecting some interest now." Fang Yuan said indifferently.
With that, Fang Yuan retrieved vines he had prepared earlier from nearby bushes and tied Bai Ningbing up.
Though Bai Ningbing struggled fiercely during the binding, against Fang Yuan who possessed the strength of two boars, her resistance was utterly futile.
Soon, Fang Yuan finished tying her.
Her calves were bound together, hands pulled behind her back and wrists tied as well, forcing her to move only by hopping, wriggling, or rolling.
Fang Yuan walked to her side, crouched down, and prepared to act.
"Ptoo."
Bai Ningbing spat directly at Fang Yuan's face.
Even with her limbs bound, she resisted as best she could.
Even if such resistance was largely ineffective and might only anger Fang Yuan further.
Facing the sudden spit, Fang Yuan easily dodged and backhanded her with a heavy slap.
*Smack!!!*
The slap rang out sharply. Half of Bai Ningbing's face turned red.
A clear red palm print emerged on her smooth, pale skin.
After the slap, Fang Yuan grabbed the white robe at her chest and ripped it with force.
*Rip.*
The not-so-sturdy robe tore instantly, causing two white, soft breasts to bounce out.
"Oh, I didn't expect your tits to be so bouncy." Fang Yuan watched the two breasts jiggle from the motion and instinctively grabbed one.
Smooth, soft, elastic.
Seeing Fang Yuan ravaging her breasts, Bai Ningbing seemed to guess what he intended and immediately shouted in fury: "Fang Yuan! If you're man enough, kill me! Otherwise, I absolutely won't let you off!"
Facing the enraged Bai Ningbing, Fang Yuan's expression remained calm.
"Though we're temporarily cooperating, I know full well you're not the grateful type. Even if I treat you well, you won't feel any gratitude toward me. So my attitude toward you won't change yours—so there's no need for me to maintain a good relationship with you."
Fang Yuan explained briefly, then took a torn fragment of her white robe, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Bai Ningbing's mouth.
"Mmm... mmm..."
Bai Ningbing tried to say more, but couldn't get the words out.
After groping her breasts a few more times, Fang Yuan began playing with her tender pink nipples.
Unlike the slight pain from kneading her breast flesh, touching her nipples sent fine electric-like tingles through Bai Ningbing—numbing and itchy.
Stimulated, her nipples swelled with blood and hardened.
Looking at the tender pink nipples and the pale pink areolas around them, Fang Yuan couldn't help feeling an urge to taste them.
So he leaned down, took one nipple into his mouth, lips intimately pressing against the soft breast flesh while his tongue gently circled the areola.
"Mmm..."
Lying on the ground, Bai Ningbing felt her breast grow wet and cool.
A strange, indescribable sensation came from her nipple—not painful, not itchy, not cold, not hot—just oddly compelling, making her want it to continue.
Suddenly, Fang Yuan pulled back his tongue and lightly bit the nipple with his teeth.
Bai Ningbing's entire body shuddered as if electrocuted.
With the nipple still in his mouth, Fang Yuan's hands weren't idle—he grabbed and kneaded her other breast.
Both breasts under assault, the doubled stimulation made Bai Ningbing feel her lower body growing wet and itchy, wanting to reach down and scratch.
After a few minutes,
Fang Yuan's hand moved toward Bai Ningbing's pussy.
A light touch revealed it was already soaking wet.
"Bai Ningbing, I thought you were so noble and unyielding, but after just a few minutes of playing, you're drenched—like those brothel whores, flowing nonstop after a little teasing, ready to be fucked." Fang Yuan looked at his fingers coated in her juices and mocked her.
He then held his hand in front of her face, smearing her own fluids across it.
"Mmm... mmm..."
Bai Ningbing felt both shame and rage, wishing she could kill Fang Yuan instantly, but powerless to resist—forced to endure his humiliation.
Watching her furious and humiliated expression, Fang Yuan stood up and began undressing.
Possessing the strength of two boars, Fang Yuan's physique was naturally powerful and muscular, though usually hidden under loose clothing.
Eight-pack abs, clear muscle lines—constantly proclaiming the strength of this body.
Seeing the defined muscles on Fang Yuan's arms, Bai Ningbing suddenly understood why she had no power to fight back.
Muscles like that made him a humanoid beast.
One punch could probably kill a person.
After viewing his upper body, Bai Ningbing's gaze drifted downward involuntarily.
Fang Yuan's cock was already erect—long, thick, and hard, veins bulging clearly across it, looking fierce and terrifying.
*He won't stab me to death with that, will he?* Bai Ningbing couldn't help thinking.
Dying like that would be utterly humiliating.
*Rip.*
While she was lost in thought, Fang Yuan tore off the rest of her clothes, then crouched down again, staring at her pussy.
Bai Ningbing's pussy was perfectly smooth and pale, hairless, with labia tightly closed—only a thin slit visible, constantly seeping pale white fluid.
Extremely tempting.
Fang Yuan sat on her thighs, gripped his cock, aimed, and thrust forward—only for it to slide past, rubbing along her labia.
The friction sent a wave of pleasure through Bai Ningbing, making her mind crave more.
"This hole is clenched so tight—really hard to get in." Fang Yuan sighed, then used his fingers to part her labia, exposing the tender pink flesh inside.
Aiming again, he thrust hard.
"Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm..."
Bai Ningbing's eyes widened as intense pain flooded her body, tears welling up.
Fang Yuan felt his cock tightly enveloped without a single gap—warm, wet, and incredibly snug, three sensations blending into extreme pleasure.
Pushing deeper, he encountered a thin barrier.
Knowing it was Bai Ningbing's hymen, he forcefully pierced it, adding more pain to her already suffering body.
Advancing further into her vagina, Fang Yuan felt his cock hit something solid—no further entry possible.
He thrust hard a few times, causing Bai Ningbing's body to tremble uncontrollably.
*Such a strange feeling. It hurts so much, yet part of me wants it to keep going. Am I insane?*
The pain of deflowering mixed with the pleasure of sex constantly assaulted Bai Ningbing's mind.
Then Fang Yuan leaned over her, hands gripping both breasts and ravaging them while his face drew closer to hers.
Seeing his face approaching, Bai Ningbing instinctively closed her eyes.
When their faces were almost touching, Fang Yuan gently licked a tear from the corner of her eye and asked softly, "Does it hurt a lot?"
This gentle tone brought a sliver of warmth amid Bai Ningbing's endless pain.
She nodded unconsciously.
"Yes, it hurts a lot." She wanted to reply, but with her mouth gagged, only muffled sounds emerged.
Suddenly, Fang Yuan straightened up and slapped her other cheek.
*Smack!!!*
Burning pain on her face instantly snapped Bai Ningbing awake.
Thinking of her earlier thoughts, she felt mortified.
Toward the man raping and beating her, she had actually felt tenderness and wanted to lean into his embrace.
"Bai Ningbing, I didn't expect you to be such a pervert. The moment I hit you, you get excited—your hole tightens up. You're really pathetic."
Fang Yuan's cold voice rang out, making Bai Ningbing doubt whether his earlier gentle question had been a hallucination.
For a moment, her mind was in complete chaos.
Only pain and pleasure continued to flood her senses.
After an unknown time,
Bai Ningbing suddenly felt Fang Yuan's thrusts speed up, his thick cock pounding repeatedly against her cervix, bringing her to her first orgasm.
Her vagina contracted violently, spraying a large amount of fluids onto his glans.
Immediately after, thick semen shot deep into her vagina.
"Haa——"
Fang Yuan let out a long breath, sweating profusely all over.
Sex was quite exhausting—not unlike a long run. No wonder those with weak constitutions lasted only minutes.
Regulating his breathing, Fang Yuan pulled his cock from her vagina, bringing out strands of white semen mixed with traces of blood.
*Thump thump thump.*
A steady heartbeat sounded as Fang Yuan looked at Bai Ningbing.
At this moment, her heartbeat and breathing were clearly rapid, eyes glazed, face flushed, skin congested—giving a rosy glow through the white.
If it stopped there, she would look merely extremely seductive.
But combined with her breasts now bruised purple in patches, the white fluid constantly leaking from her pussy, and her dazed expression, it added a layer of tragic misery.
She looked utterly ruined.
On the other side, Fang Yuan had already dressed, while Bai Ningbing remained dazed.
Clearly, her inexperienced body couldn't withstand such intense sex—after just one round, she seemed half-conscious.
Fang Yuan paid it no mind. He crouched down and reset her dislocated arms.
*Crack—pop.*
The pain of the joints snapping back forced the semi-conscious Bai Ningbing to regain some clarity.
With awareness returning, rationality flooded back. She glared at Fang Yuan with hatred, as if wanting to devour him alive.
Fang Yuan didn't even glance at her and simply went off to prepare food.