Her heart instantly raced, and she listened intently again. She heard someone casually washing their hands in a basin, followed by the scent of incense. The person must have lit it.
The sound of footsteps slowly approached. Unable to use her spiritual power, she was no different from an ordinary person and could only faintly smell the approaching figure.
A strong, lingering scent of blood from a recent battle, mixed with the pungent smell of low-quality spirit wine. She couldn't detect the person's own scent.
'Who's there! Who are you? Is it you, Hehuan Demoness?' she finally blurted out as the sound reached the bedside.
The person didn't speak but sat on the edge of the bed with a drink in hand. She could guess that the person was admiring her, tied up and blindfolded, lying helplessly on the bed.
Was this person admiring their own artistic masterpiece? It certainly fit the profile of that perverted and lustful Hehuan Demoness. In her current state... lying on the bed, could the demoness really restrain herself?
She didn't know what she looked like, but if the person intended to touch her, she would be completely defenseless, not even knowing who the person was or what they looked like. With her spiritual power sealed, she didn't even have the ability to self-destruct and could only let the person do as they pleased.
A deep sense of shame welled up within her. She spoke softly, her voice hoarse and delicate, 'I know it's you. Have you gone mute? Say something!'
But the person remained silent, even pulling down the collar of her white outer garment, exposing half of her fair shoulder.
Such a frivolous action made her unable to bear it any longer. She twisted her body, quickly moving towards the inner side of the bed, her voice filled with killing intent, 'Don't touch me, or I'll kill you!'
Yet the person continued, one hand slowly moving up her exposed shoulder. The warmth of the touch made her shout in anger, 'Get away!'
'Don't be upset, it's me, it's me...' Wang Li's voice was weak, accompanied by the sound of her sipping the extremely low-quality spirit wine.
After the smoke cleared, Wang Li used her spiritual power to forcibly invade Ji Shengyao's Storage Ring. As expected, Ji Shengyao, the heir to both an immortal Family and a Holy Land, had a small mountain of Spirit Stones.
She directly paid the innkeeper a Spirit Stone to repair the inn and gave her a jar of what she claimed was premium spirit wine.
Returning to her room, Wang Li felt a sudden wave of weakness. She had left most of her strength in that dark world, likely due to another attack by its evil creatures.
'System, can you tell me what's going on with that world now?'
['Do you remember the black Evil Qi from the Late Stages of the game that could parasitize Cultivators? The game introduction said they came from a spatial rift in another world. In fact, all black Evil Qi originated from your previous world.']
['This world has Spiritual Qi and Evil Qi, but Spiritual Qi is spread throughout the world, even densely in the Immortal Realm. Evil Qi is found in only a few regions, most of which are in your previous world. The cultivation Spell I taught you is a special technique for converting Evil Qi into spiritual power.']
Now that her power in that world was under attack, she felt exhausted in this world as well. She needed to focus all her spiritual power to resist.
So, she first acquired shackles and a blindfold from the System's market for free, then securely bound Ji Shengyao. Ji Shengyao was unconscious and thus very compliant, so she didn't touch her unnecessarily.
Seeing Ji Shengyao pretending to be asleep, she intended to tease her but didn't expect such strong resistance and genuine killing intent. Previously, she had touched her intimately without such a reaction.
'I knew it was you!' Hearing Wang Li's voice, Ji Shengyao's tense body relaxed. She was furious, feeling Wang Li's hand still moving, already sliding from her chin to her lips.
As Wang Li's thumb gently brushed her lower lip, she suddenly bit down hard. However, with her recently awakened and limited power, she couldn't break the skin no matter how hard she bit.
Her voice was filled with grievance, 'Why didn't you speak? Were you having fun at my expense, enjoying seeing me nervous and scared in front of you?'
'Well... not really.'
Wang Li looked at the clear tooth marks on her thumb, still wet with Ji Shengyao's saliva. This pain was nothing to her, but Ji Shengyao seemed much happier after biting her.
She lifted the blanket and lay down on the outer side, then her enchanting voice followed, 'Come here, darling. It's too cold this winter; we need to keep each other warm.'
'You wish! Don't touch me!'
'Aren't you afraid I'll get annoyed and accidentally throw you out the window onto the street?'
'You... truly are that lustful and despicable Hehuan Demoness.'
After this incident, Ji Shengyao feared the demoness would torment and humiliate her again. Besides, no one was watching now...
Why was this happening? She had only been tied up for a day and was already starting to compromise. What happened to her grand ambitions?
This was just a temporary measure. As long as she held onto her resolve to take revenge on the demoness, she wouldn't become like those shameless Cauldrons who enjoyed being abused by their masters.
Her mind was in turmoil, but she still moved her body to lean against Wang Li, who held her waist with one arm.
But she didn't expect Wang Li to use her other hand to gently lift her skirt, caressing her fair leg, continuing what she had started earlier.
Not only that, Wang Li's soft lips lightly touched hers, making Ji Shengyao blush deeply, her untouched body tensing up.
She gritted her teeth, repeatedly telling herself, 'No one is touching me, no one is... no one!'
But the more she tried to suppress her thoughts, the more they flooded her mind, especially as Wang Li's hand became more daring.
She could only helplessly speak up to distract herself, 'Hehuan Demoness, doesn't your Hehuan Sect emphasize absorbing yin to supplement yang and yang to supplement yin? How did someone like you emerge?'
'Actually, they are the anomalies; I am the orthodox one. They absorb yang to supplement yin and yin to supplement yang just for personal preference, and they have to convert it afterward. Think about it: if your body's Yin and Yang are imbalanced, can you consume extremely yang substances if you lack yin? Even traditional Chinese medicine understands this simple principle, but they don't.', 'I directly absorb yin to supplement yin, isn't that direct absorption and use?'
'Nonsense! That's twisted logic!'
'Moreover, in our Hehuan Sect, Cauldrons are divided into living and dead Cauldrons. Living Cauldrons need to be continuously harvested until they can no longer endure and become useless. Dead Cauldrons are harvested all at once.', 'But I choose the high-quality route. I only collect premium Cauldrons, carefully cultivating them, giving them all the Spiritual Plants, Spirit Medicines, and opportunities to enhance their power. Then, when their spiritual power is abundant, I harvest them all at once. This way, the Cauldron's Aptitude is not wasted, and the Cauldron is not harmed...'
Wang Li's words were clearly an excuse to justify raising the protagonist's power level. In the end, she wouldn't absorb the protagonist but would let the protagonist pierce her heart with a sword.
Of course, not absorbing only means not taking the protagonist's spiritual power, but it doesn't mean she won't... do that with the protagonist.
'Stop! I really have no interest in knowing your Hehuan Sect's perverted ways of cultivating Cauldrons. You are truly shameless!'
The more Ji Shengyao thought about it, the angrier she became. She shouted, 'And... can you stop touching me!'