EMHS – ch475

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Chapter 475: Won’t let go even in death
    “The Triple Bound Ghost City is founded by Jun Shang, do you think Jun Shang would never know of your deeds and conduct?”
    “Hahaha… are you an idiot? Who doesn’t know that Yanwu Continent is completely devoid of Spiritual Energy, without the least bit of value, and has long been abandoned by Jun Shang and the Polar Domain. Gu Yue, that poor guy, he is said to be the representative that the Polar Domain has posted here, but in reality, he’s a waste that has long been abandoned.” the smile on Xuan Ji’s face is incomparably insolent, “Even if I kill the two of you, and make Ying Mei mine, it would just be three less trash as far as the Polar Domain is concerned. Do you really think that someone will care?”
    Before his voice falls, the whole person suddenly soars upwards.
    A foot ruthlessly kicks Han Ye.
    With a bang, Han Ye goes flying off, slamming heavily onto the bed.
    As he gets up, wisps of blood trace along the corners of his mouth and trickle down.
    “You think you can distract my attention with a speech, then force out the poison of the Spirit Devouring Powder? Hah, Han Ye, do you take me for an idiot?”
    “Don’t waste your energy! Today, neither of you will slip through my palms!”
    Xuan Ji makes his way towards the two individuals on the bed. He kicks Han Ye to the floor.
    Lifting up a foot, he ruthlessly stamps down on Han Ye’s chest.
    Breaking the bones, “These two are payback to you. How is it, Han Ye-daren, does it feel good?”
    The ribs break apart, jabbing into his inner organs, but Han Ye doesn’t even groan.
    With a murderous gaze, he glares at Xuan Ji.
    Seeing the way Han Ye looks at him, Xuan Ji is slightly rattled inside, then he flies into a rage out of humiliation. He step down hard unto the other’s face, using his soles to grind, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you right now.”
    “I want you to watch with your own eyes, in our bridal chambers with ornamented candles, when Ying Mei and I share a Spring night. Hahahaha…”
    “Ying Mei, you’re probably burning with lust right now, hating that you can’t just throw yourself into my arms!”
    Han Ye suddenly pounces over, taking hold of the other’s thigh.
    The longsword in his hand firmly stabs the other’s abdomen.
    “A–!” Xuan Ji shrieks, an ominous gleam taking over his eyes, “You’re courting death!”
    Flipping his wrist, a dagger appears on the hollow of his palm.
    The tip of the dagger glistens with a green light, diffusing a fishy stench.
    He firmly stabs it down towards Han Ye’s spine.
    “Han Ye–!” Ying Mei cries out as she tumbles down from the bed.
    She struggles, wanting to go to Han Ye’s side, but her body isn’t listening to her orders at all.
    Xuan Ji maliciously looks at Han Ye, unhurriedly saying: “Do you know what’s the poison at the tip of this dagger?”
    “It’s called [Blood Sucking Fang], you must have heard of it in the Xiuxian Continent. It only takes a little bit of this poison to infuse into a person’s blood, and it can destroy that person’s nerves. From that point onward, you would turn into a useless person. You won’t even be able to stand on your feel, let alone cultivate.”
    “Of course, had it been your former self, you would’ve had Spiritual Power to protect your body, this kind of poison definitely wouldn’t be able to reach your heart nor corrode your nerves. But who’s fault is it that you’re under the effects of the Spirit Devouring Powder right now, and you are no better than a mortal?”
    “Han Ye, just stay put and quietly watch how I take Ying Mei as my own, thoroughly and completely make her my woman!”
    As he speaks, Xuan Ji raises a leg and hits Han Ye’s face, wanting to kick the other away.
    However, Han Ye keeps holding on to his thighs, not moving a single jot.
    Xuan Ji furrows his brows, his features twisting for a moment, then he raises the dagger, stabbing Han Ye’s back again and  again.
    With each stab, he raises a foot to kick Han Ye’s face.
    He shouts, “Get off! Do you think you can stop me? Han Ye, why don’t you take a look at how you appear right now? You’re no better than a dog!”

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Chapter 474: Dimwit
 
    But Han Ye thinks that she’s in pain, so he forgets everything in his anxiousness and hugs her. His voice is trembling as he says, “Little Shadow, why is your face so red, how come your skin is so warm? Don’t, don’t scare me, do you have any injuries somewhere?! Or did that animal poison you? I- I’ll go look for your antidote at once.”
 
    Ying Mei’s whole body is burning hot, limp, powerless, and in pain. Her hazy eyes could see the sweat on Han Ye’s forehead, as well as his countenance of being so anxious that he’s close to crying.
 
    She doesn’t know why, but there’s a faint spark that warms her originally ice-cold heart.
 
    This… dimwit!
 
    He’s really too worried about her, that in his anxiousness, he’s completely lost the most basic ability to judge.
 
    Ying Mei’s lips move, about to say something.
 
    Suddenly, an effeminate male voice echoes inside the room: “Don’t worry, Ying Mei is all right. She just finds it difficult to endure the hunger and the thirst, wanting me to do her hard!”
 
    Han Ye immediately turns around, only to find the recently pummeled and dying Xuan Ji to already be in good condition as he stands up.
 
    Han Ye is not at all surprised by this.
 
    Their physical bodies are not as fragile as those of the people of the Yanwu Continent, even if Xuan Ji is already stripped of his Immortal Bone.
 
    Still, one could say that Xuan Ji could very easily recover from injuries that would generally be fatal to ordinary people.
 
    Facing Han Ye, a violently strong enmity bursts forth in Xuan Ji’s eyes. He laughs cruelly: “Han Ye-daren, seeing this Ying Mei, you’re very tempted and desirous as well, aren’t you?”
 
    “Hehe, I already have a hunch. The reason why you hated me so much back then, why you cruelly stripped me of my Immortal Bone and dumped me in this Yanwu Continent, to this wasteland that doesn’t have any Spiritual Power – it’s not really because I violated the laws of the Polar Domain, but it’s because you… were jealous of me!”
 
    “It’s because you also like Ying Mei, you’ve already been thinking of obtaining this woman… Han Ye, your inclinations are as filthy as mine, you’re just lusting after Ying Mei’s body as well, why did you punish me then?!”
 
    Han Ye coldly regards him, “Death is near at hand, yet you still talk rubbish!”
 
    “I’m talking rubbish?!” Xuan Ji bursts laughing, “You dare say that you don’t want to hold this woman? You dare say that you don’t want to press her underneath your body, and ruthlessly make her yours? Han Ye, stop deceiving others and yourself. You said that I’m disgusting, but how are you better than me!”
 
    Han Ye doesn’t care about anything Xuan Ji says, but he cares that Ying Mei might misunderstand him and spurn him. 
 
    He promptly lowers his head, eagerly saying: “Little Shadow, I haven’t…”
 
    “Dimwit!” Ying Mei harshly whispers, “Be careful of… the Spirit Devouring Powder…”
 
    She uses all her body’s strength to bark out about the Spirit Devouring Powder.
 
    But in the end, it’s still a step too late.
 
    Han Ye’s form sways, and he feels the Spiritual Power inside him drain out and dissipate at lightning speed.
 
    At the same time, he hears Xuan Ji’s hearty laughter.
 
    “Hahaha, what Jun Shang’s trusted aide, what Polar Domain’s death god – here in the Yanwu Continent, you’re no more than an insect on the ground that I can step on as I please.”
 
    “Han Ye, does the Spirit Devouring Powder feel good?”
 
    Han Ye’s body is on the verge of collapse, he almost couldn’t support himself.
 
    He fiercely glares at Xuan Ji, his eyes red, “Xuan Ji, do you know what you’re doing? Behaving so unscrupulously in the Yanwu Continent, if Jun Shang knows of this, do you know what end awaits you?”
 
    “Han Ye-daren, you can’t scare me. I, Xuan Ji, won’t be scared by you.”
 
    Xuan Ji snorts, his expression is unspeakably disdainful, “You’re now just a waste that’s been condemned to the Yanwu Continent, what qualifies you to lecture me? Whatever I do, how could Jun Shang possibly know of it when he’s at the distant Xiuxian Continent?”
 

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Chapter 473: I didn’t do it on purpose
    “Little Shadow, you’re here!” Han Ye cries out, pleasantly surprised. He no longer cares about Xuan Ji.
    Springing over, “I didn’t sense your spiritual fluctuations, so I thought this guy was hiding you! Little Shadow, how are you, you’re not… not…”
    Han Ye’s voice resembles a rushing waterfall that is suddenly cut off.
    The expression on his face is completely frozen as well.
    His eyes are staring straight, unblinkingly fixed on the girl struggling to get up from the bed, unable to shift or turn.
    That’s right, a girl.
    Even if Han Ye is stupid, he could still be sure that the person getting up from the bed is a woman.
    Long, jet-black hair hangs down like a waterfall on her alluring snow white shoulders.
    The clothes on her body are torn and tattered, even the red apron has fallen halfway down.
    Snow white jade rabbits are jumping in succession, pink berries faintly discernible.
    Perfect, long legs hang limply at the edge of the bed.
    Han Ye’s stiff gaze slowly move up along the slender calves.
    Then with a gasp, his brain goes blank.
    A thin, warm flow spills out from his nose.
    Han Ye abruptly raises a hand to cover his nose. Sputtering, incapable of completing his words, “Li-li-little… Little Shadow, y-you… how could you be a woma… you… you’re a wo-wo-wo… woman?”
    “Shut up!” Ying Mei fiercely glares at him, “Hurry over here and put clothes on me!!”
    But unfortunately, she’s unaware that her cheeks are flushed right now, charming eyes are like silk as they stare over, looking so alluring.
    Han Ye becomes completely dazed.
    Moving almost like a marionette, he walks towards her.
    Just before he reaches the side of the bed, he trips on the foot of the bed, and the whole person stumbles forward.
    “Ah–!”
    “Oh–!!”
    A soft muffled moan, resembling delight and pain, enters his ears.
    Han Ye worries if he has hurt Little Shadow.
    Suddenly, he comes to his senses, and discovers that his face seems to be buried in something soft and fragrant.
    He has never felt this kind of tactile sensation before.
    Han Ye foolishly reaches out a hand, unable to stop himself from touching it.
    It feels smooth, soft, and supple – making the whole person go stupid.
    Th-th-this… this is…
     “Scoundrel! If you dare to keep groping, whether you believe or not, I’m going to kill you!!”
    Han Ye suddenly gets up, “N-n-no, Little Shadow, please believe me, I… I didn’t do it on purpose!”
    Pitter–patter–!
    From Han Ye’s nose, several drops of bright red liquid falls down on Ying Mei’s chest.
    As he gets up, his hand happens to brace up from that unmentionable place.
    “Han–!! Ye–!! Do you want to die!!”
    Han ye is practically rolling and crawling as he’s kicked down from the bed.
    He quickly wipes off the blood falling from his nose, then he takes out some clothes from inside his Space Ring, putting it on Ying Mei.
    Since Ying Mei doesn’t have even a little bit of strength on her body,
    She can only rely on Han Ye’s help to cloth her.
    As it happens, Han Ye is awkward and clumsy. Right now, the man is panicked and his brain is all mush.
    “Wretch, where do you think you’re touching!!”
    “S-s-sor, sorry, I’m not doing it on purpose!”
    Han Ye is already gathering and using all his willpower to not touch Ying Mei’s silky skin.
    But in the process of putting clothes on her, he still couldn’t avoid touching.
    “Oh–!” with the drug’s effects still remaining in her body, Ying Mei lets out a low moan.
   The sound is so soft and lovely, it could provoke and burn even a block of stone.
    But Han Ye thinks that she’s in pain, so he forgets everything in his anxiousness and hugs her.

EMHS – ch472

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Chapter 472: Peel off your skin
    However, all her power has been drained away, even her fingers won’t move, let alone  allow her to commit suicide by biting her tongue off.
    Her body is betraying her rationality and hostility, as it years for a man’s touch.
    As Xuan Ji’s hands rips off the muslin cloth, there’s an ear-piercing tearing sound, and Ying Mei is finally unable to bear the despair and humiliation.
    Tears slide down from the corners of her eyes.
    Seeing her tears, Xuan Ji only gets more stirred-up instead, the entire person shivers from excitement.
    “Back when I was fantasizing, I yearned to see the look of the great Ying Mei-daren begging in tears underneath me. Previously, I hated Han Ye for destroying my Immortal Bone and driving me out of the Xiuxian Continent. Now, I actually want to thank him. Hahaha!”
    Saying that, he hooks up Ying Mei’s jaw. Bewitched, he leans down, about to kiss Ying Mei’s lips.
    However, before Xuan Ji could feel the balm he’s been yearning for in his dreams,
    They suddenly hear a huge rumbling sound.
    Immediately following that, the entire basement shakes violently, dust and debris fall from above.
    “What’s going on?!” Xuan Ji abruptly stands up from the bed.
    Just as he’s about to call for people to come in, he sees a flash of shadow before his eyes.
    Then a tremendous energy rushes over from somewhere in front of him. His entire body goes flying out, and heavily knocks against the wall.
     An overwhelmingly severe pain courses through his five viscera and six bowels.
    Xuan Ji can only cough out a mouthful of blood.
    Yet just as he’s struggling, wanting to get up-
    He’s caught by the neck and picked up, then he is ruthlessly thrown down to the floor.
    Xuan Ji lets out a pained howl, and before he could resist-
    A foot presses down on his chest, and his ribs make a cracking sound.
    “Aaargh–!” splintered ribs pierces into his inner organs, making him feel so much pain that he almost wishes he was dead.
    Soon after, slowly appearing before him is a face that he knows well, and one that he loathes day and night.
    “Han… Ye…!” Xuan Ji’s lips are trembling as he spits out those two words.
    Han Ye ruthlessly flings a slap on his face.
    “Back in the Xiuxian Continent, I gave you a chance to live. Clearly, I made a mistake!”
    “What do you think you are? Daring to covet Ying Mei!”
    “Speak, what did you do to Ying Mei? If you dared to lay your hands on him, I am going to peel off the skin on your body!!”
    At this time, there’s not a thread nor a hair of expression on Han Ye’s normally careless and frivolous face.
    The cold murderousness coming out from his entire body makes Xuan Ji’s pupils suddenly contract.
    He seems to come back to the memory from many, many years ago.
    In that faraway Xiuxian Continent, the pain and despair of getting stripped of his Immortal Bone, the humiliation when he was facing Han Ye, falling to the dust without the least bit of power to resist.
    Yes, deep down, he doesn’t hate Han Ye, but he’s frightened all the way down to his marrows.
    He initially thought that since Han Ye and Ying Mei were struck down to the mundane world,
    Xuan Ji would naturally be able to raise his brows and easily blow them away.
    At this very moment however, with the way Han Ye is standing before him, Xuan Ji is unexpectedly so frightened that he’s completely forgotten what he has in plan for the other, so much so that his whole body is shaking uncontrollably.
    Han Ye’s eyes and voice are bone-piercingly cold, “Oh, so you don’t want to talk. Then tell me where do you want me to start peeling off your skin – how about from the top of your head?”
    Han Ye flips his wrist, and a dagger appears on the hollow of his palm.
    The blade glints with a cold light, unhurriedly falling towards the top of Xuan JI’s head.
    “Han… Han Ye…” a low, breathless voice comes from behind him.
    Han Ye’s movements stop, and he suddenly turns around, “Little Shadow?!”
    On top of the only bed inside the room, covered by a thin fluttering canopy, an indistinct graceful silhouette enters his eyes.

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Chapter 471: I’ll have you die without a burial site
    “Sure enough, my speculations are correct. What is the biggest weakness of the people who came from the Xiuxian Continent? Nobody knows better than us. Just a small amount of Spirit Devouring Powder, and you wouldn’t be able to convert your Spiritual Power into Internal Force, you wouldn’t have the power to resist in the least, even a mortal would fare better.”
    Xuan Ji goes forward, walking until he’s in front of Ying Mei. With his ice-cold slimy hand, he captures Ying Mei’s face, then he obsessively stares at her.
    “Ying Mei-daren, you probably don’t know how beautiful you are right now.”
    “I’ve been dreaming of this day, dreaming about it for a very long time.”
    “With the same method I used to obtain you, I’ll use it to eliminate Han Ye. By then, we can stay and fly together here in the Yanwu Continent. I’ve been yearning and dreaming of such a day to come to pass!”
    Ying Mei does everything she can to struggle, but try as she might, she can’t produce even a little bit of energy, “If you dare to touch me, believe it or not, there will come a day when I will dismember you into ten thousand pieces!”
    “Haha, wait until you return this passionate love, tasted the intimacy of lovemaking – how could you still be bear to kill me then?”
    Xuan Ji isn’t afraid at all. On the contrary, he’s becoming more and more audacious as he goes to touch the the lapel on Ying Mei’s clothes, “What’s more, even if you were more powerful in the Xiuxian Continent, in the Yanwu Continent, your cultivation is scaled down to the same level as mine. I’ve been steeping here for many years. Be it in means or influence, I far outstrip you and Han Ye. If you want to kill me, I’m afraid that it’s impossible for you.”
    The man’s hand strokes her skin, and it feels slippery, like a reptile wriggling over her.
    Ying Mei is insanely mad.
    She suddenly raises her hand, resolutely flinging it towards Xuan Ji’s face.
    But unfortunately, her strength is almost nonexistent under the effects of the Spirit Devouring Powder.
     The slap on Xuan Ji’s face not only failed to hurt or tickle him, but it evokes more hunger and burning in his eyes.
    Xuan Ji abruptly pounces over, pushing Ying Mei to the bed.
    He reaches out a hand to eagerly tear up the clothes on her body.
    “Hahaha, you really are the ruthless and unrelenting Ying Mei-daren. Even as you fall into this kind of situation, you still have such spirit. But I like it, when the drug flares up in a moment, when you’re writhing in pleasure under my body – the more unyielding you are, the more beautiful and alluring you will be, the more you’ll lose yourself!”
    Ying Mei’s expression suddenly changes, her eyes are slightly red, and her body trembles a little.
    It’s because she also discovers, that as the effects of the Spirit Devouring Powder flares up, her body doesn’t just keep on losing strength, but there’s a burning that is surging from within her.
    It’s actually making her thirst for a man’s touch, yearning to let out the tide of repressed feelings.
    “What.. did you do?!”
    “Hahaha… when I had Shi Lanling refine the Spirit Devouring Powder, I had some interesting drugs mixed into it, that’s all. Why? Ying Mei-daren, so soon and you couldn’t bear it already?”
    “Don’t worry, this subordinate will definitely service you properly, have you reach the seventh heaven with little deaths*, and you will be tied to this subordinate, now and forever.”
  • make you wish you were dead, not in murder sense, as it’s nearer to la petite mort.
    There’s a tearing sound.
    Ying Mei’s outer garments are torn apart.
    There’s a thin cloth, leaving only a loose translucent fabric, hinting at the soul-stirring white skin and it’s contours.
    Xuan Ji’s eyes are red, and his hurried breathing is like the huffing of a bull.
    His eyes fix themselves on Ying Mei’s breasts. He swallows his saliva, then he reaches out a trembling hand to grope her chest.
    “Xuan Ji! I, Ying Mei, swear!! The day I escape from this plight, I will have you die without a burial site!”
    Ying Mei’s eyes are already dyed red from hatred and humiliation.
    Although right now, she doesn’t have a sliver of strength, she will absolutely dismember Xuan Ji, this animal, even if she loses her life.

EMHS – ch470

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Chapter 470: Disgust
    The man lets out a sigh, the twisted expression on his face slowly recedes.
    Soon after, his eyes becomes fervent once more, “That’s right. Back then, I was just an insignificant pawn under your command, yet you were so high up, brilliant and dazzling, you could even stay close to Jun Shang. You naturally wouldn’t remember such a humble existence as mine.”
    Ying Mei’s eyes slightly widen, revealing a trace of an incredulous expression.
    This man used to be her subordinate?
    Now that he mentions it, there seems to be a vague impression in her mind.
    But she had so many people under her command back then, how could she remember each and every one of them?
    The man is still focused on himself as he speaks, like he’s immersed in a distant memory.
    “At that time, I was merely a member of the Xuanzi Division which was under your administration. You probably don’t know that you have someone like me, Xuan Ji?”
     “It was in an unintentional task that I discovered your identity as a woman dressed up as a man, and from then on, I could no longer get you out of my mind.”
    Ying Mei is inwardly shocked, clenching both hands into fists.
    It turns out that her crossdressing had actually been so prematurely discovered by someone before.
    It’s no wonder that after this man had kidnapped her, he directly removed the bindings on her chest, and dressed her up in women’s clothes.
    She had truly been too careless! She believed that since the partner by her side didn’t find out, there could be no way that other people would discover it.
    Xuan Ji’s muddled voice still continues, “At that time, you were so dazzling, so powerful, and I can only look up to you, can only frenziedly fantasize about you in the darkness of the night, then I could gather you into my embrace, wantonly kiss you…”
    Ying Mei finally could bear it, as she furiously shouts, “Shut up!!”
    She never thought that a person could make her feel so disgusted.
    “You said that you were my subordinate? Why are you in the Yanwu Continent?”
    Hearing Ying Mei’s question, Xuan Ji’s features twist once again, and his voice seems to be squeezed out from between gritted teeth.
    “That’s all Han Ye’s fault!”
    He grinds his teeth and says: “In one incident, he discovered me secretly hiding your clothes…”
    At that time, Xuan Ji had been crazily lusting over Ying Mei.
    However, Ying Mei was too strong. Moreover, they way she acts was too cold, detached, and merciless.
    If he’s discovered, his life would definitely be worse than death.
    Hence, Xuan Ji could only steal Ying Mei’s close-fitting inner garments, and hide them in his sheets.
    Through Ying Mei’s lingering fragrance, he fantasizes and gives himself release every day.
    Unexpectedly, such an act had actually been discovered by Han Ye.
    Soon after, his Immortal Root had been cruelly extracted, and he’s directly kicked into this Yanwu Continent which doesn’t have any Spiritual Power.
    He remembers those days when he had just arrived at the Yanwu Continent, living a life worse than death.
    Xuan Ji’s eyes are red, and by the sound of grinding teeth, it seems like he’s itching to tear off the meat from Han Ye’s body with his mouth.
    “If it wasn’t for Han Ye, I would still be in the Xiuxian Continent, enjoying a long life, as well as the worship of mortals.”
    “Do you know the despair and unwillingness of being an Immortal, that is then reduced into a mortal with a lifespan of no more than a century?”
    “However… the wheel of fortune spins, and now, it is finally your turn, hahahaha!”
    Xuan Ji speaks and speaks, and suddenly bursts into laughter, “That day, when I inadvertently saw you and Han Ye in the Ghost City, I simply couldn’t believe my own eyes.”
    “I never expected that Ying Mei and Han Ye, the ones who could see Jun Shang every day, the ones whose status cannot be surpassed – in that crazy way, they could also be driven out from the Xiuxian Contient, and be reduced to mortals in the Yanwu Continent. Hahaha…”
     “I am now a Ghost King, of towering power and privilege, I can have whatever I want. And you two, you don’t have any foundation in the Yanwu Continent, you can’t even fully use your body’s Spiritual Power here.”

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Chapter 469: Specially Prepared for You
 
    Several servant girls walk in, proceeding to help Ying Mei up from the bed.
 
    “What are you people doing?!” Ying Mei lowly demands.
 
    However, these servant girls look like their souls have been drawn out of them – showing no indications of awareness, and even their pupils are unfocused.
 
    They just mechanically take off the clothes on her body, and remove the plain white cloth that’s binding her chest.
 
    They replace it with a red apron as an undergarment, and a semi-transparent red muslin skirt.
 
    The beautiful, generous curves of her body are fully displayed, while her snow white skin and alluring long legs are just faintly discernible.
 
    In such an attire, Ying Mei’s beauty becomes apparent and unmistakable, but it makes her so resentful and disgusted that she wants to commit murder.
 
    She wants to struggle, but these women are weirdly strong. They’re even completely unaware of pain, unable to hear sound.
 
    Ying Mei has no choice but to quash down the anger filling her up. She slowly operates her Cultivation Method to gather strength.
 
    As they’re about to place a hairpin on her hair, Ying Mei suddenly gets up. She takes down the hairpin from the bun, piercing it into the chest of one of the slave girls.
 
    Then she rallies all the strength in her body, bolting up and out.
 
    Just as she has charged out the door however, someone captures her.
 
    A soft male voice enters her ears, “Don’t waste your energy, Ying Mei, my Spirit Devouring Powder was specially prepared for you.”
 
    Ying Mei jerks her head up, and she sees an androgynous face, neither fully male nor female.
 
    The man’s facial features could still be considered as refined and elegant, but the corners of his eyes are raised too high, his lips are extremely thin – overall, he appears unkind and malicious.
 
    It makes her feel sick.
 
    As he speaks, he extends his tongue to lick on Ying Mei’s face.
 
    Ying Mei almost wants throw up in disgust.
 
    She uses up all her strength to firmly push him away.
 
    She staggers for a few steps, going back into the room.
 
    Her fierce, darting gaze ruthlessly glares towards him, and even though she doesn’t have the least bit of Spiritual Power in her body, a grim and eerie murderous intent gradually fills the air.
 
    This killing intent makes the unknowing, unfeeling maids shudder instinctively.
 
   Only that man’s eyes burn brighter, the whole person appears incredibly excited.
 
    That effeminate voice even seems to go higher, “It’s precisely this kind of expression in your eyes, such temperament, which had obsessed me so much for so many years. No matter how many men and women I take, those people couldn’t be compared to you at all. Ying Mei… Ying Mei… hahahaha… you’re now in my hands at last…”
 
    Ying Mei’s fury burns and rages as she listens, and the way this disgusting man looks at her is making her extremely murderous.
 
    But before she could move-
 
    She could sense a faint musk hitting the tip of her nose once again.
 
    What little strength remains inside her is sapped out, and she could no longer support her body. She stumbles along until she could sit and collapse on the bed.
 
    The man laughs heartily and walks over towards Ying Mei, “I said that I’ve specially prepared the Spirit Devouring Powder for you. In this Yanwu Continent, there is nothing that could resist the efficacy of the Spirit Devouring Powder. Ying Mei, you should accept your fate!”
 
    Ying Mei tenaciously grits her teeth and bears it, trying to resist the drug’s effects.
 
    Cold, gloomy eyes stare at the man, “Who exactly are you? Why did you capture me?”
 
    The man’s expression becomes rigid, then a ruthless anger and unwillingness surges over his face, “You don’t know who I am? Ying Mei, until now, you still don’t recognize me?”
 
    Ying Mei tightly knits her brows, her expression not changing.
 
    Inwardly, she keeps on thinking whether or not she’s seen this man before.
 
    His voice and appearance are indeed somewhat familiar, but she can’t remember exactly who he is.