Aiyiguli’s heart pounded in panic; she felt she ought to do something, yet… Her entire body was immobilized by the immense power that seemed to flow from Ji Changkong, leaving her utterly unable to move. At this moment, even if a thousand strategies spun in her mind, none could be put into action.

The secret enchanting technique she had deployed had already ceased, and while she could stop, Ji Changkong could not.

“It must be below here. I distinctly heard a woman’s cry just now. Come on, let’s search around and see if we find anything,” came a questioning voice from above the dense thicket.

“Mmm, I heard it too. This place is near the Holy Mountain of Manichaeism. Could it be some Manichaeans? We need to be cautious. If they truly are people of Mani, we must show utmost respect and absolutely avoid offending them,” replied another voice. As he spoke, he slowly drew closer to their location.

“Oh,” Aiyiguli suddenly emitted a heart-wrenching moan from her throat. Her bright, exquisite cheeks were flushed with a dizzying rose color, and the skin of her neck was so crimson it seemed ready to bleed.

**Her body was ruthlessly violated, and Aiyiguli could only keep emitting weak groans, all while desperately trying to suppress them, fearing any sound too loud would draw those strangers nearer. Under the peculiar pleasure mingled with pain, her beautiful face contorted strangely, her eyes dazed and unreadable.

Suddenly, Aiyiguli realized she could move again. Though the majority of her internal strength remained suppressed, she found a small degree of power returning to her limbs.

A surge of joy hit her, and Aiyiguli immediately prepared to shove Ji Changkong away, intent on quickly changing her soiled garments and escaping this humiliating place as soon as possible.

Just then, a tearing, searing pain shot up from the root of her thigh, an agonizing torment that instantly flooded her entire body. Aiyiguli felt as if struck by a heavy blow; her limbs went numb, and she lost all strength once more.

Waves of fierce, impacting force raged over her delicate body like a tempest! In this moment, Aiyiguli knew she was utterly lost. Under that marvelous sensation woven with pain, her soul drifted into a vast emptiness, as if plunging from the clouds, gradually forgetting who she was.

“There’s movement over there!” a faint call echoed from a distance, and with a rustling sound, a group of people rapidly approached the area.

Aiyiguli, whose soul felt ethereal and distant as if floating in mist, was abruptly startled awake. The soul-stirring rush of pleasure crashed over her. Her cheeks were so red they looked as if they might drip blood, and panting, she cried out, “Sect… Sect Master, leave! Quickly, leave!”

While groaning out the words, her soft little hands, which had regained some strength, pushed forcefully against Ji Changkong’s broad chest.

However, at this critical juncture, her strength was only marginally greater than an ordinary person’s. Facing Ji Changkong, who was at the Ninth Palace Heaven Realm and possessed an extremely robust physique, the force of her push seemed utterly futile, like trying to move a millennia-old mountain—it had no effect whatsoever.

Aiyiguli painfully realized she could not stop Ji Changkong from violating her. Watching the approaching group, she could only settle for the next best option.

With no other choice, she quickly retrieved a brand-new, loose-fitting, light-purple robe from her ring. She grasped the new garment with both hands and tightly wrapped it around both her and Ji Changkong’s bodies, using the voluminous robe to conceal all critical areas.

The loose robe was large, resembling a small tent. Under Aiyiguli’s frantic tugging, the robe covered almost their entire forms, leaving only a pair of snow-white, smooth arms exposed, clutching the two corners of the voluminous cloth.

As her body absorbed Ji Changkong’s unrestrained impact, Aiyiguli had to divide her attention to keep holding the robe, preventing any accidental exposure of her shame, all while worrying about being discovered. She could never have dreamed that her first time would occur outdoors, in such an agonizingly awkward situation that made her want to crawl into the earth.

An intense wave of shame washed over her, yet under these circumstances, Aiyiguli felt her body become even more aroused. She could only grit her teeth, terrified of letting an unseemly sight escape her.

“Hey! A beauty, my heavens! I have never seen such a beautiful woman!” A short, stout warrior of the Seven Stars Heaven suddenly crawled out from under a bush. He stared blankly at Aiyiguli, his soul seemingly struck by lightning, leaving him instantly dumbfounded.

“There is such a beauty in this world!” Another person emerged from the shrubs. After just one glance at Aiyiguli, he let out a dreamlike moan.

“They, what are they doing…” Another man looked on in astonishment, then suddenly chuckled lewdly, “I never expected such a devastatingly beautiful woman to have this sort of hobby, actually enjoying having wild sex in the desolate countryside, hehe, this is truly unexpected. Tsk, tsk…” Ji Changkong had his back to the three men, pinning Aiyiguli against a rock. Aiyiguli, however, faced them directly. They could not see Ji Changkong’s face, but they clearly beheld Aiyiguli’s peerless features.

Any adult who saw the scene would instantly understand what Aiyiguli and Ji Changkong were doing concealed beneath the robe. Though the three could not see the moving contours of Aiyiguli’s body under the cloth, the billowing of the robe and the rhythmic thrusting of Ji Changkong’s waist made it clear that Aiyiguli was being possessed.

“Get out! Get away! Don’t look, you are forbidden to look!” Aiyiguli gritted her teeth, enduring the pleasure crashing into her from Ji Changkong, and cried out in extreme shame and anger.

Alas, at this very moment, Aiyiguli’s face was flushed with intoxicating crimson, and her soft cries, accompanied by fragrant, fleeting breaths, carried no deterrent power in this situation.

“The Flower of the Moon! That is the Saintess of the Aurore Sect! I once—I once saw the portrait posted by Manichaeism in Sun-Glow City; it must be her. Such a beautiful woman, even seeing her portrait once ensures she’s never forgotten!”

“It’s her! It really is her! The Flower of the Moon, the most beautiful woman in our Western Regions!”

The three men suddenly recognized Aiyiguli. Their faces registered disbelief and shock as they exchanged glances. Looking at Aiyiguli being brutally claimed by a man ahead of them, they felt the world spin and blur.

The most beautiful Flower of the Moon in the Western Regions! The Saintess of the Aurore Sect! Such an unattainable, sacred, and inviolable woman! And at this moment, here in the wild mountains, her every shred of dignity was being torn away by one man, being wantonly defiled—this was an event shocking enough to reverberate across the entire Western Regions!

What kind of man could possess Aiyiguli, could dare to hold the most beautiful woman of the Western Regions down and toy with her so carelessly? In that moment, the three were consumed by jealousy almost to the point of madness!

The three were completely submerged by a tidal wave of envy. They didn't even stop to consider the identity of the man possessing Aiyiguli; at that instant, all they wanted was to kill Ji Changkong immediately, so they could take his place in performing the soul-searing, bone-melting act of violating the Western Regions’ Moon Flower.

Lust drives men to madness and makes them lose all self-control.

“Get lost! If you don't want to die, get away from here, or I swear, I will kill every single one of you,” Aiyiguli gasped, crying out softly.

“To die beneath the peony is still romantic! If I could just taste her sweetness once, even dying today would be worth it!” The short man’s eyes blazed fire as he stared fixedly at Aiyiguli’s exposed fragrant shoulder. Gazing at Aiyiguli’s arms, white as snowy lotus roots, he drooled and was the first to advance.

Pong! Pong!

A strange energy field suddenly materialized just before he rushed forward. This field was like a ravenous meat grinder; as soon as he approached, myriad intensely sharp edges formed out of thin air, crisscrossing downward and shredding his body into chunks of flesh. Blood sprayed in a torrential rain in all directions.

The other two men had reached this point and were preparing to charge when they suddenly saw the short man reduced to a pile of bloody fragments, his death agonizingly tragic.

Under the spell of Aiyiguli’s boundless, captivating beauty, the two men, who had been involuntarily drooling, were instantly jolted back to sobriety as if doused in icy water. They screamed like madmen, no longer daring to spare Aiyiguli another glance, spinning around instantly to flee at their fastest speed, terrified of suffering the same fate as the fat man.

At that very moment, Aiyiguli sensed Ji Changkong’s movements becoming more vigorous. Amidst the flying blood mist, and with the departure of the two men bringing a momentary release of tension, Aiyiguli was utterly lost. She clung tightly to Ji Changkong, biting down on his shoulder with gritted teeth, recklessly meeting his rhythm with a desperate fervor.

After a long, long while.

Ji Changkong suddenly awoke!

Frowning, he immediately sensed that his lower body was still lodged in a damp, narrow passage. Everything that had just happened instantly flashed across his mind like scattered points of light. In a single instant, everything prior was fully imprinted in the depths of his memory.

Aiyiguli’s perfectly firm peaks pressed tightly against him, her head resting on his shoulder, her hands still gripping him fiercely, her long nails deeply embedded in the flesh of his back. Aiyiguli’s eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed crimson, traces of desire lingering between her brows, her breathing even—clearly in the deepest stage of sleep.

The soul-searing, ecstasy-inducing sensation still lingered. Having experienced carnal pleasure for the first time, Ji Changkong maintained his position without moving, silently gazing at Aiyiguli as a torrent of thoughts surged through his mind.

Half an hour later, Aiyiguli slowly awoke. She felt as if her entire body might fall apart; she was weak all over, her limbs aching.

At first, she was somewhat bewildered, a little lost, the extreme exhaustion preventing her from recalling what had happened for a short while—until, until she listlessly opened her eyes and found Ji Changkong’s slightly concerned face filling her vision. Then, all the shameful experiences flashed through her mind like streaks of lightning.

The next moment, Aiyiguli realized that there was still something foreign lodged deep inside her body.

“Sect… Sect Master…” Aiyiguli murmured softly, her eyes hazy, breathing out a fragrant sigh.