Being trapped in the Qiankun Bag was one thing. What drove the Mystic Maiden completely insane was that Long Tianji, that lustful scamp, had actually fashioned the inside to resemble some sort of themed hotel suite. It was akin to a newlywed's bridal chamber, brimming with all kinds of marital paraphernalia, and there were even some rather kinky toys. The whole place was suffused with a decadent air, enough to make anyone blush.
As soon as the Mystic Maiden entered, she automatically toppled onto the warm, comfortable bed. Just as she tried to get up and break free, she found her hands, feet, and waist bound. Something was even tickling her armpits. Then, tentacle-like appendages sprang out, attempting to rip off her clothes.
"Outrageous, this scoundrel!" the Mystic Maiden fumed.
She even suspected that the cad was taking this opportunity to have his way with her completely! But I am merely an incarnation formed from True Qi and vigorous energy; what can he actually do to me?
