Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 245 - 235: Mysterious Yin Physique (2/3)

Chapter 245: Chapter 235: Mysterious Yin Physique (2/3)

"You dare to deceive me?" Zhou Heng was instantly enraged.

"Before, I couldn’t be sure if it was me you liked, or my body, so I had no choice but to deceive you. But you didn’t let me down, halting at the edge of the cliff, which showed me your true feelings!" Han Yiyao’s beautiful eyes roamed, "So, now I want to give all of myself to you!"

"You foolish woman!" Zhou Heng’s fury couldn’t possibly subside just like that, what he hated the most was being deceived.

He pressed Han Yiyao down onto his lap and didn’t hesitate to raise his large hand and smack down.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Han Yiyao immediately started to scream out in pain, Zhou Heng was truly showing no mercy, slapping her solidly one after the other. Keep in mind, this was a hand comparable to a Mountains and Rivers Realm magic artifact, it was like a ruler smacking the butt of a regular person, how could it not hurt?

But at the extreme end of pain, a strange sensation emerged, hard to describe, a numb, crisp feeling that slowly kindled a flame in her heart, leaving her between her legs damp and moist.

Her cries of pain began to warp, turning into something akin to a cat’s meow, sensually enticing, as if a paw kept scratching incessantly at Zhou Heng’s heart.

This woman’s buttocks were incredibly elastic; each smack rippled like waves, deeply stirring, and as he listened to her moan like she was in heat, Zhou Heng himself could not help feeling his mouth go dry and his tongue become parched. His smacking became gentler and gentler, turning into a rub, continuously kneading those two peach-like cheeks as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he squeezed them to bursting.

"Make me a woman!" Han Yiyao turned her head back, her eyes full of provocation and wildness, looking at Zhou Heng.

"Hmph, you want to become a woman, and I should just comply with your whims?" Zhou Heng, still displeased, gave her buttocks another spank, his irritation not yet abated.

"My Lord, please don’t be angry anymore, don’t stoop to my level!" Han Yiyao adopted a new posture, like a pitiful maid taking a scolding, her voice meek, but her eyes conveyed an overflowing charm.

"You, woman, today if I don’t punish you properly, it won’t do!" Zhou Heng began to remove Han Yiyao’s clothing; the best method of punishment was making her cry for mercy.

"Please, my Lord, punish me as you will!" Although Han Yiyao had never shared Zhou Heng’s bed with Orchid Concubine, these past days she had become accustomed to the overly soft and charming woman’s coquettish ways. Not just Zhou Heng, even she, as a woman, couldn’t help but be moved.

The imitation ability of a martial artist is incredibly powerful, and besides, playing the coquette is a skill innate to all women, it only depends on their willingness to use it.

Zhou Heng appeared very satisfied with Han Yiyao’s submissive behavior, but his anger wasn’t so easily appeased! With a pleased mood, he began to undo the buttons on Han Yiyao’s clothing, like unwrapping a long-anticipated gift, with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

His skill at undressing others always seemed lacking, and after an awkward struggle, he finally freed Han Yiyao’s beautiful body from the confines of the fabric. Her skin was as white and smooth as polished ivory, akin to the finest silk.

His large hand caressed over Han Yiyao’s neck, over her mountainous bosom where two small cherries stood proudly, then past her flat belly devoid of any extra flesh, and down to that mysterious domain. In the black forest there, the valley was overflowing, and the honey was thick and rich.

As his fingers slid in, Han Yiyao couldn’t help but tremble all over, with charming flush spreading over her snow-white skin. She, too, began to disarm Zhou Heng, and soon the two were entangled with each other, both completely bare.

"Zhou Heng, love me hard!" Han Yiyao whispered, casting aside all thoughts, only wanting to indulge in the raw ecstasy between a man and a woman.

Zhou Heng was already aimed at her vital part, firmly grasping Han Yiyao’s top grade jade peaks with both hands. With a thrust of his hips, the dragon compelled its way deep inside her fortress, piercing through the defenses effortlessly, the slight resistance unable to halt its advance.

"Ah—" Han Yiyao cried out in pain, her long jade legs wrapped around Zhou Heng’s waist, and her hands clawed at his back with strength.

Zhou Heng’s physique was indeed comparable to a Mountains and Rivers Realm magic artifact, but that referred to his bones. Although his skin was also much tougher than that of the average Heaven-Opening Realm martial artist, it was not on par with his skeleton.

The scrape left ten red claw marks on his back, prompting him to gasp in pain as well.

Only when there’s pain, does one remain human!

That was why Zhou Heng hadn’t turned his entire body into that of the Gold Devouring Clan; being numb to any sensation meant becoming a true outsider.

The pain ignited his ferocity, like a wildfire tiger, he pounded fiercely, driving forward and backward, quickly taking Han Yiyao high among the clouds where she floated blissfully, her very soul seeming to melt away.

The moment Zhou Heng entered her body, Han Yiyao felt a significant change in herself, a burning heat, almost scorching!

This wasn’t because she was emotionally moved, but rather her physique was having an effect.

"Zhou Heng, remember me forever, don’t forget me!" she clung tightly to Zhou Heng, whispering softly.

This journey, once begun, could not be halted; even if Zhou Heng were to withdraw now, she would continue to blossom and sublimate in utter fulfillment.

Zhou Heng couldn’t make out what she was saying, his body desperately needed hers, driving him like a barbaric bull, tirelessly ploughing again and again.

Han Yiyao was indeed a wondrous woman; in intense passion, her entire body flushed a crimson red, emitting an intoxicating fragrance that was inherently hers, a natural scent that provoked Zhou Heng’s desire, pushing him to work even harder.

It’s coming!

Han Yiyao felt like she was soaring above the clouds, her mind a blank slate, unable to restrain a sharp cry as her long legs clenched tightly around Zhou Heng’s waist, with such force that it could have broken an ordinary Heaven-Opening Realm martial artist in half!

"Zhou Heng, I love you!" she shouted loudly, and then she was submerged in the waves of ecstasy, her body convulsing intensely.

Waves of immense power flowed from their union toward Zhou Heng; this was the purest accumulation of Spiritual Power, requiring no refinement, and it was directly absorbed as Zhou Heng’s own Spiritual Power, gathering in his Dantian Space.

Black Sword killed its victims by absorbing their Life Essence Qi, not their pure cultivation levels. Hence, it didn’t mean that Zhou Heng would gain all the accumulated power of a Martial Artist from the Mountains and Rivers Realm by killing one.

However, Han Yiyao’s situation was different. Her entire cultivation level, including her life force, was continually pouring into Zhou Heng’s body without any reservation, not even a shred of it held back!

This meant that Zhou Heng could receive all her accumulated cultivation levels without any waste, even including her life force, her lifespan!

Zhou Heng awakened from the pleasure.

At this moment, how could he not realize that this woman had deceived him again? It was true that she couldn’t be touched by a man, as doing so would not only result in the loss of all her cultivation level but also threaten her very life!

In an instant, he couldn’t care about why such an evil constitution existed, he only wanted to disengage and stop her suicidal behavior. But Han Yiyao was clinging to him with all her strength.

The process had begun and couldn’t be reversed!

At that moment, Zhou Heng felt a surge of intense anger. How could this woman be so foolish!

He could not let her die!

If she died like this, how would he punish her, spank her bottom!

"Stupid woman, don’t think you can escape like this!" Zhou Heng roared!

Boom!

When the last of Han Yiyao’s strength was transferred into Zhou Heng’s body, something miraculous happened. Zhou Heng reached a climax too and began to erupt, and as he did, his life force, his spiritual power, was continuously pouring into Han Yiyao’s body, replenishing her nearly withered self.

Yin and Yang, the two spiritual powers formed a circle in their bodies, a marvelous cycle!

Snap!

A shackle broke apart, giving them both a sudden relief. Without needing evidence, they both knew that the love knot had come undone!

How could this be?

Han Yiyao’s face showed bewilderment. The undoing of the love knot was within her expectations, for once her unique physical constitution unleashed, it could dispel all evil techniques of the world, but why was Zhou Heng feeding his spiritual power back to her? What was going on?

Could he also have that kind of constitution?

Impossible. If he had that kind of constitution, he would have long perished in the arms of Xiao Huoshui and Orchid Concubine!

"Stupid woman—" Zhou Heng clenched his teeth angrily. Now that Han Yiyao was not going to die, he had to settle this account with her thoroughly!

Han Yiyao closed her beautiful eyes tightly, not daring to look at Zhou Heng.

Did she think this would spare her trouble?

Zhou Heng displayed a dangerous smile as his member swiftly became robust once again, filling her body.

"Starting now, you better reflect on your actions thoroughly!" Zhou Heng began a new round of conquest.

...

Han Yiyao finally understood what it meant to yearn for life and death. For some time, she truly wished to just die; the phrase ’to die from pleasure’ was not just made up.

She begged for mercy in every possible way, but it was of no use. Zhou Heng was furious, tossing her around and playing with her relentlessly on the bed for an entire day and night before he finally came to a halt and demanded she explain everything clearly.

It was only a pause, though; they were still in the most intimate of states, and Han Yiyao didn’t dare to move the slightest bit, afraid that the overwhelming pleasure would make her cry out loud.

"In this world, there exists an extremely rare constitution called the Mysterious Yin Body. It is found only in women who naturally cultivate very quickly, but it comes with an irremediable flaw—once they lose their chastity, their entire cultivation levels, along with their life force, will be transferred to the man who takes it from them!"

"In Ancient Times, this constitution was also known as ’Crucible,’ burning oneself only to benefit someone else!"

"This type of constitution is so rare that it might only appear once in a billion people!"

"However, one of my aunts had this constitution. She once read an ancient text and determined that she had the Mysterious Yin Physique. When I was thirteen and I had my first period, my body underwent a change, and that aunt noticed the signs and told me the secrets of the Mysterious Yin Body."

"Period?" Zhou Heng interjected, clueless about what she meant.

Han Yiyao blushed slightly, but since they had already done the most intimate thing a man and woman could do, even still joined together, what was there to be shy about? She said, "It’s those few days every month that women have!"

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment before he understood. It was her time of the month, which he absolutely loathed. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)