The moment the tank went airborne, Sister Lan Yan had already lunged forward at high speed. Gritting her teeth, she unleashed a spinning kick; as she moved, the soft, tender flesh of her inner thighs parted—resembling a ripe, bursting peach—revealing a sudden glint of moisture.
However, a large hand precisely caught her small foot, then clamped firmly onto her slender ankle and gave it a violent jerk, sending her body flipping through the air before she managed to regain her balance and land.
As the dust settled, curved, jade-white pillars were visible at the bottom of the crater, arching together to form a protective cage around Luo Shaowen. Although the structure had been crushed and deformed by the impact, the person inside remained unharmed.
The material appeared to be a novel type of superconductor—possessing hardness superior to steel and ductility comparable to precious metals. In the outside world, it was worth its weight in gold, yet here, it could be generated as if it cost nothing.
Luo Shaowen waved his hand, and the smooth jade pillars parted on their own; he stepped out from within, his expression grim.
Despite the failed attack, Sister Lan Yan charged forward instantly. Gritting her teeth once more, she unleashed a kick with immense, crushing force, her beautiful leg shimmering with a brilliant, multicolored radiance.
*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Several smooth jade pillars suddenly shot out, colliding with her leg—which sparkled with diamond-like iridescence. The impact produced a violent, metallic clang; while the pillars bent under the force of her kick, they did not snap.
Instead, moving like living tentacles, they curved around to coil tightly against her lower leg before she could pull it back. "Huh!?"
Caught off guard, Sister Lan Yan hadn't anticipated that such a hard object could change direction mid-motion; instantly, her right leg was coiled and hoisted high into the air.
The very next moment, her left leg met the same fate, hoisted high as well. Two more smooth, jade-like pillars extended from behind her to wrap around her arms, hauling them upward. Suddenly, Sister Lan Yan's snow-white legs—far more slender and shapely than the average woman's—were suspended in the air in a frog-like pose, spread wide in a humiliating display.
Sister Lan Yan did not simply give up; she writhed and struggled, her ample bosom swaying and her slender waist twisting. A diamond-like iridescence shimmered across her thighs, and the smooth, jade-like material—tougher than steel—began to creak under the strain.
Yet, she ultimately failed to break free. Although she had briefly unleashed Level 5 power during her earlier attack on Luo Shaowen, her strength had not fully recovered; having dropped back to Level 4, she simply lacked the power to escape.
Instead, Luo Shaowen gave a light snap of his fingers, causing the smooth material binding Sister Lan Yan's legs to tighten further.
"Ah...!"
Sister Lan Yan arched her slender waist, her ponytail whipping helplessly behind her. The graceful, panther-like muscles of her beautiful legs twitched incessantly; her feet went rigid, and her delicate, alabaster toes splayed and curled in uncontrollable spasms.
Having subdued Tang Lan Yan, Luo Shaowen reached out behind him, and another smooth, jade-like pillar—coiled around Sister Zhi Ran—brought her to his side. "Oh!"
As she was set down on the ground, Sister Zhiran's high heels crossed, causing her alluring, semi-nude body to tumble into Luo Shaowen's arms. One side of her soft, voluptuous breast pressed against his chest, flattening and spilling over, while the other jutted proudly outward—resembling a ripe papaya brimming with thick, creamy milk, its curve full and round, culminating in a tip as sharp and perky as a bamboo shoot.
The rosy tips—those incredibly delicate nipples—bloomed like red plum buds in the dead of winter; visibly engorging and hardening, they stood erect against the tender, pinkish-red areolas, accentuating the perfect shape of her breasts in an irresistibly seductive display.
Luo Shaowen reached out to pinch a nipple, giving it a gentle tug before letting go, causing the full, snow-white breast to sway and ripple—soft yet resilient, like a water-filled sac bursting with volume.
"Mmm... mm..."
Sister Zhiran couldn't help but moan softly; a peach-like flush rose to her fair, smooth cheeks, and her tender, cherry-red lips parted and closed, releasing a continuous stream of soft whimpers and gasps.
His large hand reached up from below, fully cupping the alabaster-like globe and kneading it vigorously; the soft, abundant flesh squeezed out between his fingers, looking like a mound of snowy dough being worked by his grip. "Ah...!"
A flush of crimson rose to Sister Zhiran's face as she let out a cry of pain. Luo Shaowen, however, did not stop for a moment; instead, he asked in a low, eerie voice, "I am curious—how exactly did you manage to defy my orders?"
Sister Zhiran gritted her teeth and remained silent, though a trace of despair flickered in her eyes. It was true that she had tampered with the "Pure Yang Essence Pill"... Although she had taught her sister a technique to seal the cervix, it had been to no avail; after the series of grueling encounters—during which Luo Shaowen had ejaculated inside her every time—her sister was already pregnant.
However, the pregnancy was in its earliest stages—mere fertilization—making it difficult to detect even with medical instruments; she had only realized her sister was pregnant by monitoring hormonal changes in her body.
To prevent Luo Shaowen from discovering the pregnancy, she had even used her own blood to fake the appearance of menstruation for her sister...
Later, when Luo Shaowen sought a way to control her sister, she devised a plan to transform the newly implanted fertilized egg into a "Pure Yang Essence Pill." While called a "pill," it was actually created by cultivating the semen Luo Shaowen had ejaculated into biological nanorobots, which were then fused with the fertilized egg.
Because they shared the same genetic origin, there was no rejection. Furthermore, the construct could draw upon the mother's energy through the natural connection between the fertilized egg and the maternal body; simultaneously, it resonated with the "Pure Yang Essence Blood," reacting even more intensely to that specific aspect of the mother's physiology. In fact, every instance of internal ejaculation actually strengthened the control exerted by the Pure Yang Essence Pill, acting like a cage formed from within her own body.
However, she had tampered with the nanomachines; instead of truly draining her sister's power, they would help her sister gradually adapt to the suppression of the Black Street and eventually regain her strength.