Chapter 208: Harmony and Joy

Han Li felt as if he had experienced an incredibly vivid and sensual dream. In it, he had spent a long time entwined with a passionate, peerlessly beautiful woman whose face remained just out of focus. It was his first taste of a woman’s sweetness and tenderness, and she had demanded more and more, seemingly insatiable, pulling him deeper into a world of bliss from which he never wanted to escape.

But no matter how wonderful a spring dream may be, one must eventually wake up. After what felt like an eternity, Han Li finally stirred from his passionate slumber.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met with an exquisitely beautiful face and a pair of ice-cold eyes. The face was both unfamiliar and strangely familiar, sending a chill straight to his heart.

“You’re awake,” the woman, who appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen, said flatly, her tone devoid of any emotion. Her words sent a shiver down Han Li’s spine.

Speaking of chills, Han Li suddenly realized he was completely naked, pressed tightly against the woman’s equally bare, voluptuous chest. The smooth, soft sensation stirred his senses, and he felt a familiar heat rising within him, pressing against her lower body.

The woman clearly noticed his reaction. Her face flushed crimson at first, but then her brows furrowed, and her expression turned frosty. “Have you had enough?” she spat coldly. “Take your filthy paws off me and let me go now!”

Startled, Han Li instinctively withdrew his hands and released her.

As soon as he let go, the woman pushed herself off the ground with one hand, her curvaceous body rising from his embrace. But the moment she tried to straighten her slender waist, she let out a pained cry, her face contorting in agony. She swayed unsteadily and fell back into Han Li’s arms, giving him another taste of her soft, jade-like warmth.

Han Li never considered himself a villain, but he certainly didn’t think of himself as a gentleman either.

So when the beauty fell back into his embrace, the now fully awake Han Li didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and pressed his lips against her delicate, enticing mouth. The words of reproach she had been about to utter were swallowed back in surprise, and under his passionate kiss, her furrowed brows gradually relaxed, her expression turning dazed and intoxicated.

What followed felt almost inevitable.

In silence, Han Li and the woman once again lost themselves in the ecstasy of intimacy. This time, fully conscious, the experience was even more intoxicating, more wild and unrestrained than their half-aware earlier encounter.

However, having only recently lost her virginity, the woman soon found herself unable to keep up with Han Li’s vigor and began pleading for mercy. But Han Li, consumed by desire, showed no pity. He indulged himself fully before finally ending their stormy passion with satisfaction.

Now, the stunning beauty lay with her eyes closed, her head resting on Han Li’s chest, her cheeks flushed, and her chest rising and falling rapidly, clearly still overwhelmed by the intense experience. Han Li held her with one arm while his other hand continued to caress her full, rounded curves, as if unable to get enough.

After some time, the woman’s breathing finally steadied, and her complexion returned to normal. She gently opened her eyes.

Without a word to Han Li, she brushed away his wandering hand and stood up, her expression cold and detached. She walked toward a storage pouch nearby. Han Li was slightly taken aback but hesitated for a moment before deciding not to stop her.

The woman took out a set of snow-white robes from the pouch and dressed herself gracefully. In no time, she was fully attired, her entire demeanor transformed into one of elegance and nobility. When she turned to glance at Han Li, she paused in surprise.

Han Li was already standing not far behind her, fully dressed, gazing at her with a gentle, appreciative look that stirred something strange within her.

“Who I am, you must already know,” she said lightly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “What happened between us was a mistake. Let’s just treat it as a dream.”

“I know,” Han Li replied after a moment of silence, rubbing his nose calmly.

“If a third person ever finds out about what happened today, I will kill you,” the woman suddenly added coldly.

“My lips are sealed. If any rumors spread, you have my permission to kill me,” Han Li said with a soft smile.

“Hmph! As long as you understand,” she replied, though his easy agreement left her feeling more irritated than relieved. Her tone grew even sharper.

After that, the two stood in silence, neither speaking another word.

Although the woman was a Core Formation cultivator, she had spent her entire life dedicated to cultivation and was as inexperienced in matters between men and women as any ordinary young girl. While she instinctively forced Han Li to swear secrecy, her mind was in turmoil, unsure how to face the situation.

Han Li wasn’t faring much better. He never imagined that the woman with whom he’d shared his first intimate experience would be a Core Formation cultivator—and such a breathtakingly beautiful one at that. She was nothing like the gentle, modest girl he had always imagined, leaving him inwardly sighing at the unpredictability of fate. Was this encounter a blessing or a curse?

Nevertheless, he could tell that she had no intention of killing him to silence him permanently, which eased his mind. He felt a growing fondness for this stunning beauty with whom he had shared such intimacy—though it was only fondness. If she turned hostile, he certainly wouldn’t wait passively for death.

“What was that sphere? How did it make us…” Han Li finally broke the silence, though he trailed off, trusting she would understand.

“That was the lust sac of an Ink Flood Dragon. I never expected it to be a rare male,” she explained, a faint blush rising to her cheeks as she recalled carelessly touching the sac and causing it to burst. “The sac contains an aphrodisiac mist that releases upon contact with any female.”

“So that’s what happened,” Han Li said, finally understanding the mystery.

“But why do you look different now compared to before…”

“I practice a unique technique called the Maiden’s Revolving Technique. It preserves one’s youth but causes my cultivation to cycle every few decades, reverting my appearance to that of a child. After what happened with you, the technique was temporarily disrupted, and I aged slightly,” she explained dismissively after a moment of silence.

“Will you be alright?” Han Li asked, almost without thinking.

“I’ll be fine. My technique is already perfected. Losing my virginity only cost me five or six years of cultivation. It’s nothing to me,” she said coldly, though her expression was complex as she glanced at him.

Han Li fell silent, sensing her lingering resentment over losing her purity to him. There was nothing he could say to that.

The woman indeed felt deeply wronged.

She stole another glance at him, confirming once again that this disciple of the Yellow Maple Valley was utterly ordinary in both appearance and talent, with nothing remarkable about him. How could someone as proud as her have ended up sharing such intimacy with him? The thought filled her with frustration.

Yet, as much as she wanted to kill him to vent her anger, she found herself hesitating. After all, he was the man who had taken her virginity, and she couldn’t help but feel something unusual toward him. This mix of anger and confusion left her seething.

“What time is it? Have we missed the five-day return deadline?” Han Li suddenly exclaimed, remembering their situation.

The woman, previously lost in her thoughts, was startled but quickly regained her composure. “It hasn’t been that long. The Ink Flood Dragon’s aphrodisiac mist has only a slight sedative effect. We were likely unconscious for only five or six hours.”

“Still, if we want to leave, we need to prepare soon. This place isn’t easy to escape,” she added, frowning.

“Before that, I’ll be taking this golden treasure box. Any objections?” she said coldly, her apricot-like lips parting slightly.

Han Li could only smile wryly. Although he couldn’t sense the depth of her cultivation, he was certain her power was beyond the Foundation Establishment stage. How could he dare compete with her for treasures?

Seeing his silence, the woman smirked coldly and flew toward the white jade pavilion. She effortlessly collected the golden box into her storage pouch before returning to Han Li’s side.

“What about those spirit herbs…?” Han Li asked, puzzled that she hadn’t taken them.

“I have no need for them. If you want them, take them all,” she replied, shooting him an impatient glance.

Han Li was overjoyed. He had been worried about not having enough spirit herbs to hand over to his sect upon leaving the forbidden area, which might raise suspicions. Without hesitation, he rushed over and gathered dozens of spirit herbs in the blink of an eye.

The woman stood still, watching him coldly without a word. Only after he returned did she speak solemnly, “Now, to break the restriction and leave this place. We must work together— neither of us can leave alive without the other’s help…”