Chapter 185: 185 Exclusive Favor, Remember the Master's Scent! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)

【Heart Sealing Chastity Pants: Price 300 Heroic Couple Points. Once worn, it can protect one's purity. Its material is forged from extraterrestrial black iron using technology that does not belong to this era. The texture is soft yet extremely sturdy; no ordinary sharp weapon can destroy it. Aside from the key, there is no other way to unlock it, so please keep the key safe!】

This was the item she had found while searching the Black Market when she was feeling conflicted earlier.

With this item.

It could prevent Yang Yanqiu from being soft-hearted and unable to refuse Yin Qingcang.

After she put it on, keeping the key in her own hands.

Even someone as strong as Yin Qingcang would have absolutely no way to enter if he wanted to demand intimacy from her.

Liu Qingmei seemed to see through the doubt in Yang Yanqiu's eyes, the corners of her mouth curling up imperceptibly.

Immediately, she looked down at her from a high position and said indifferently: "This is the Heart Sealing Chastity Pants. This item looks soft, but it is actually very hard. It is forged from extraterrestrial black iron. Do not harbor any delusions of being able to cut or chisel it open; it is impossible!"

"To unlock this item, only these two keys can do it."

"I will keep the keys. When you return one day in the future, I will naturally remove this shackle for you."

Liu Qingmei smiled faintly and handed the delicate, small item adorned with silver ornaments to Yang Yanqiu, signaling her to put it on.

Hearing these words from Liu Qingmei, Yang Yanqiu immediately understood.

After receiving it, she secretly pulled on it with force, and sure enough, the item that looked like it would break with a single tug actually possessed immense resilience.

Seeing Liu Qingmei's hint, her face flushed slightly.

Immediately.

In front of Liu Qingmei, she bent down, reached into her skirt, and slowly took off her trousers.

Then.

With Liu Qingmei's assistance, she put on the somewhat complex, jingling accessory.

And then she put her trousers back on.

"How is it?" Liu Qingmei asked.

Yang Yanqiu felt it for a moment, her face flushed red as she said: "Um... it's a bit cold, but it should be fine once I get used to it."

"Mm, is the position accurate?" Liu Qingmei continued to ask.

Yang Yanqiu was startled, but she immediately understood and nodded with a blushing face.

That curved long ring covered the entire entrance.

Foreign objects could not enter at all.

Yet it did not affect urination in the slightest.

It just added a few steps each time, requiring a wipe afterward.

"Alright, once you've packed up, get ready to set off. Finish the task early, and as for that matter I once entrusted to you, do not be negligent!" Liu Qingmei nodded and put the keys away.

Just then.

Yang Yanqiu looked at Liu Qingmei with a slightly panicked expression and said shyly: "Great Matriarch, there is one more thing..."

"What is it?" Liu Qingmei, who was about to leave, turned her head in surprise.

Yang Yanqiu pursed her lips, blushing as she mumbled: "It's like this, I told the master that when I leave the stronghold, I want the master to favor me one more time, so that, so that I can remember the master's scent... to avoid forgetting..."

As she spoke, Yang Yanqiu's gaze turned to the small, exquisite key in Liu Qingmei's hand, which had been transformed into a ring worn on her finger.

The implication was clear.

She still needed to let the master use her one more time.

After he was finished, she would then lock it.

Liu Qingmei could not help but raise her eyebrows upon hearing this, a look of satisfaction appearing in her eyes.

It seemed that this Yang Yanqiu had indeed truly submitted.

Otherwise, she could have just left directly; there was no need to go through all this extra trouble.

"Not bad. When will you leave?" Liu Qingmei nodded and asked.

"It depends on the master. If, if I am played too miserably by the master at that time, it might be a few days late..."

Yang Yanqiu said with a blushing face and trepidation, her beautiful eyes mixed with shyness, anxiety, and a hint of anticipation.

She seemed to have become addicted to the master's abuse.

Liu Qingmei raised her eyebrows and nodded: "That's fine. Put it on when you leave. Hmm, I'll give you this key for now; return it to me before you leave. How about that?"

"I will give you the antidote for three months then. If there is no antidote to maintain it, you must calculate the time and return early!"

Liu Qingmei took out one of the keys and handed it to Yang Yanqiu.

Yang Yanqiu took it with both hands and nodded respectfully.

She knew what Liu Qingmei meant: she wanted her to wear it when she went to see the master.

As for the antidote, returning to the Divine Dragon Sect from here would only take two days if one traveled quickly.

If she were just going to the Blood Blade Hall in Huaiyang Prefecture, the distance was even shorter; a day would be enough with a fast horse.

Returning after three months would not be a problem.

Until the afternoon.

Nearly two hours.

Ning Mu finally walked down the stairs in a leisurely manner and arrived in the main hall.

At this moment, Ning Mu seemed to have been completely released.

I have to say.

The pure prison style is comfortable to experience.

Lunch was still left on the dining table.

Ning Mu sat down directly and ate a little bit casually.

After finishing speaking with Liu Qingmei, Yang Yanqiu changed into a highly sexy outfit and scrubbed her body thoroughly.

Afterwards, with a face like a peach blossom and joy in her eyes, she walked toward the main hall.

When she arrived at the entrance of the hall, she had just stepped inside.

The first thing that caught her eye was the Master sitting at the dining table, eating in a refined manner.

Seeing the Master, a flicker of excitement danced in Yang Yanqiu's beautiful eyes.

She then moved her lotus-like feet lightly and walked toward the dais.

And just as she reached the middle of the hall.

She heard movement in the side hall and couldn't help but curiously turn her gaze to look over.

She saw Chunzhi and Xia Chan at the foot of the stairs, supporting a woman covered in filth from head to toe, with shackles on her feet and a wooden neck-board around her neck.

On that wooden neck-board, there were still remnants of vomit and filth.

The woman looked haggard and appeared to be on the verge of death, as if she might stop breathing at any moment.

The black gauze on her body was also torn to shreds.

Behind the woman, the charming-looking Ning Xiaoxiu slowly walked down the stairs, her expression revealing a hint of bewilderment.

She had already learned of her own background from the mouth of Wan Wu'er.

So at this moment, her heart could not help but fluctuate.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanqiu's footsteps faltered, and a glimmer of sympathy flowed into her eyes.

This Matriarch of the Blood Lotus Sect was truly too miserable.

Heaven knows how the Master had been torturing and toying with her just now.

However, once she thought that it would be her turn next, she couldn't help but feel anxious, while a glimmer of anticipation flickered deep in her eyes.

For some reason.

She was always willing to submit before the Master, letting the Master subject her to various 'punishments' that she had never experienced before, yet were incomparably stimulating and unheard of.

In front of the Master, there was never a need to restrain her morals again.

No need to constrain her words and deeds.

No need to care about her image.

She could perfectly release her true nature.

She could fully display her figure and appearance.

She could bloom her soul like a flower.

She could enjoy and savor that ultimate pleasure of falling from the clouds without any scruples, without caring about anyone's gaze.

This was a youth she had never had in her previous 32 years of life.

Ever since signing that Master-Servant Contract.

At first, she was submissive on the surface, but inwardly she was extremely resistant; if it weren't for the sake of survival, how could she have done so? But as the days passed by.

As the Master understood her more and more deeply.

She finally discovered that life could actually be like this—dazzling and full of passion! She did not deny that she liked this life of being controlled, yet being able to act without any scruples!

"Master~"

Moving her gaze away from the miserable Wan Wu'er, who was being taken back to the dungeon from the side hall, Yang Yanqiu walked quickly toward the dais and then knelt respectfully before Ning Mu.

"Hmm, why did you come over?"

Ning Mu looked at her with surprise and continued to replenish his food.

However, while eating, he still sized up Yang Yanqiu.

This Saint Mother of the Demon Sect, in this attire at this moment, was somewhat beautiful!

Her hair was simply draped behind her head, without any adornment, not even tied up, yet it was very natural. Her oval face was smooth and fair, her forehead full, and her nose bridge high.

Her face was unadorned, but her delicate complexion was white with a rosy tint, exuding a mature beauty.

Her skin was snow-white and flushed.

A pair of straps hung on her snow-white, delicate shoulders, and beneath the straps was a semi-transparent, flesh-colored embroidered tight-fitting hip-hugging skirt.

It only covered the position below her buttocks.

It held those graceful curves in perfect control.

A pair of jade-like arms pressed against her firm, massive breasts.

Her two fair and slender jade hands were folded over her lower abdomen.

The hollows of her snow-white collarbones seemed as if they could hold a pool of water.

Under the skirt that only covered the semi-circular arc.

Were plump, long legs that shone like jade; kneeling on the ground, those fleshy, full, and massive buttocks pressed against her calves, white as jade, round and smooth, full of a mature aura.

Her whole person appeared plump and fleshy, yet not fat.

A bit more would be fat, and a bit less would lose its beauty.

This kind of attire, which looked simple but highlighted her figure extremely well, was not something everyone could pull off with such an effect.

It looked simple, but in reality, it was not complex at all.

But it was precisely this simple and direct attire that could better embody a woman's charm! Ning Mu couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Hearing the Master's question, a hint of shyness flickered in Yang Yanqiu's eyes, and she stared at him intently, saying timidly: "Replying to Master, slave Qiu has already packed her luggage and has also spoken with the Great Matriarch."

"The Great Matriarch gifted slave Qiu a piece of clothing."

Speaking of this, Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but straighten her waist with a flushed face, and then, with her slender jade fingers, she pinched the hem of the hip-hugging skirt and slowly rolled it up.

The next moment.

One could see the ultimate scenery, adorned with silver-like chains, appearing before their eyes, half-hidden and half-revealed.

It was only because they were pressed together.

Allowing only a glimpse of what was bound by that silver patterned chain.

But even this glimpse was enough to make Ning Mu's eyes light up.

Tsk! This thing... is it clothing?

Fine.

If you say it is, then it is!

Still, it's quite interesting!

Why hadn't he thought of this at the beginning? No.

He must prepare one for every woman by his side.

It's not that he doesn't trust them.

It's mainly that this thing is not only beautiful, but it also provides a sense of restraint, satisfying the psyche!

Ning Mu couldn't help but think wickedly.

While thinking this, Ning Mu beckoned Yang Yanqiu to come closer, and at the same time asked with a smile, "So, when do you intend to return?"

Yang Yanqiu obediently stood up, letting Ning Mu hold her and place her on his lap.

Afterward, his hands lingered over her fair, jade-like, and flushed body.

"I listen to Master. This slave wants Master's mark to remain in her body... that way, it can soothe Autumn Slave's longing for Master~" Yang Yanqiu said in a sweet, soft voice, looking at Ning Mu with deep affection.

At this moment, Ning Mu was undoubtedly proud! Although he knew very well in his heart that the reason Yang Yanqiu could be completely conquered by him in such a short time.

Was largely due to the help of the system.

The effect of the Life-Crossing Sentiment-Asking Pill could silently increase Yang Yanqiu's favor and Loyalty Value toward him.

Although he could not see the specific amount of Yang Yanqiu's inner loyalty to him in data form.

But judging by Yang Yanqiu's current attitude toward him, it was enough to see that the effect of the Life-Crossing Sentiment-Asking Pill, combined with his own tireless morning plowing and evening tilling, had long since made her submissive and willing to be a slave.

Ning Mu thought for a moment, then nodded immediately and said, "Stay by my side tonight, and set off tomorrow morning."

A flash of joy appeared in Yang Yanqiu's eyes, and she nodded shyly in agreement.

Currently, Ningyang Stronghold had begun to gradually establish rules, and in her capacity as a private slave along with Ning Xiaoxiu, she had no qualification to accompany him at night.

And now, Master's words were undoubtedly a declaration that she could stay by Master's side for the whole night.

Although it wouldn't go so far as to have Master work all night.

But being able to sleep while holding Master was an extremely happy and wonderful thing, enough for her to savor for a long time.

Thinking this.

She took the initiative to take out the key.

Preparing to help Master open the road home.

However, just as she bent down to unlock it.

Ning Mu grabbed her hand, stopping her action.

Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but be startled, raising her head blankly to look at him, blinking in confusion, and said, "Master..."

Ning Mu gave a wicked smile instead.

He said, "Don't unlock it yet, leave the key for me to keep. Let's see how long you can hold out. If you can't hold out, there will be a punishment, oh~"

Yang Yanqiu was stunned.

Then she immediately understood Ning Mu's meaning.

Master wanted to use this object to liven things up tonight.

Immediately, she blushed and nodded shyly.

In the time that followed, the great hall was naturally filled with the sounds of orioles and swallows, how carefree.

To reward Yang Yanqiu and put her mind at ease, Ning Mu didn't even let anyone else come to accompany or assist, but gave all his favor to Yang Yanqiu alone.

This also made her incomparably satisfied.

And just as the master and slave, Ning Mu and Yang Yanqiu, were having a wild time.

By the small path behind the mountain.

Inside the house.

Wei Youqing was hunched over her desk, writing furiously.

Ever since she returned that night, her whole heart was completely full, almost entirely occupied by Ning Mu.

She would often sit alone in a daze, showing a silly, foolish smile, recalling the lingering affection of that night in her mind, which made her unable to restrain her feelings.

She thought to herself.

The maiden's spring thoughts mentioned in books were probably just like this~ Later, she felt.

She couldn't be like this anymore.

Even her disciple Pi Yalu had noticed her abnormality and often reminded her; otherwise, she wouldn't know how much of a disgrace she would have become in this stronghold.

So she decided to go into seclusion to write.

To quickly complete the only task on the task panel.

The more she wrote this Erotic Storybook, the more she felt it. According to the suggestions given by Ning Mu, she discovered that the characters under her pen, although no longer looking like herself, seemed to have come alive.

They had their own limbs, their own language, their own psychological activities... and so on! Although, under her pen, the female Libationer Qin Youwei had become a flirtatious woman who surrendered herself to that young Stronghold Master Mu Lin and sought pleasure.

But, she had a soul!

"Hoo~"

With inspiration bursting forth, she had been writing for two consecutive days, day and night without stopping.

Finally.

As the last character was set to paper.

Wei Youqing leaned straight back against the chair and let out a soft, stale breath.

"Finally finished writing; I wrote over ten thousand extra words, I wonder what he will think when he sees it?"

Resting and stretching her wrists, Wei Youqing could not help but start to imagine what expression Ning Mu would have after he finished reading this volume of the storybook.

No, that's not right.

I fear that when the time comes, he might demand that I act out the plot I have written...

Wei Youqing's pretty face could not help but turn slightly rosy.

She immediately picked up the storybook to take a close look, wondering whether she should delete or revise anything.

But just at this moment.

An uninvited guest burst through the door.

"Master, you haven't stepped outside for two days; what are you doing cooped up in the room?"

Pi Yalu, who had already changed into a set of coarse cloth garments and had her hair tied up with a kerchief, pushed the door open and entered with practiced ease.

Wei Youqing was instantly shocked and lost her composure.

She hurriedly stood up with a start, then closed the storybook, and with a flustered expression, she shouted shyly without even turning her head: "Stop!"

Pi Yalu was startled and hurriedly stopped in her tracks, looking at her flustered Master in confusion.

What has happened to Master? (End of chapter)