In the heart of the Holy Devil Dragon Sect, under the dim glow of flickering candles, Wang Li sat alone in his private chamber. His handsome face was stern, his eyes sharp as they scanned over the detailed reports spread across the table. For days now, his sect had been under attack.
The Devil Sects had been striking with an alarming precision—targeting his trade routes, ambushing his caravans, and even disrupting his alchemy supplies. What puzzled him the most was how they seemed to know exactly where and when to strike.
Something was amiss. Someone within the Holy Devil Dragon Sect was feeding information to the enemy, and Wang Li's suspicions had finally come to rest on one person: Elder Baiyun. A married woman of great beauty and power, she was one of the more influential figures in the sect, her allure only matched by her cunning.
For a long time, Wang Li had admired her skill in managing sect affairs, but now that admiration was tainted with suspicion.
Wang Li's Heavenly Fate Pupils flickered with a soft glow as he stared into the darkness, his mind focused on uncovering the truth. Those eyes of his could peer into the depths of a person's soul, revealing lies, deceit, and secrets hidden within the heart. He had already sent word for Elder Baiyun to meet him in his private chambers under the guise of discussing sect matters.
The doors to his chamber creaked open, and Elder Baiyun entered, her long robes flowing gracefully as she moved. Her curvy figure was undeniable—voluptuous breasts, wide hips, and a face that could seduce even the most pious of men. Despite her elegance, there was a hint of fear in her eyes as she approached Wang Li.
"Patriarch," she greeted him, bowing deeply, her voice steady but with a slight tremble. "You requested my presence?"
Wang Li looked up, his eyes locking onto hers. "Yes, Elder Baiyun. There have been troubling developments within the sect. I believe you may know something about it." He gestured for her to come closer, his tone casual yet commanding.
Elder Baiyun hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward until she stood before him. Wang Li's gaze was unyielding, his Heavenly Fate Pupils silently probing her mind for any signs of deceit. The chamber was quiet, the tension thick in the air.
"Tell me," Wang Li began slowly, his voice low and dangerous, "what have you leaked about the Holy Devil Dragon Sect, and to whom?"
Elder Baiyun's eyes widened in shock. She quickly dropped to her knees in front of him, her face pale. "Patriarch, I would never betray the sect! I am loyal to you and the Holy Devil Dragon Sect above all else!"
Wang Li's lips curled into a thin smile. "Is that so?" His voice was soft, but there was a deadly edge to it. "Let's test that loyalty, shall we?"
Without warning, he stood and towered over her, his presence imposing. In one swift motion, he reached down and tore away the robes she wore, stripping her completely. Elder Baiyun gasped, her hands instinctively trying to cover herself, but Wang Li grabbed her wrists and pulled them away. She was now entirely exposed before him, her naked body trembling slightly in the cool air of the chamber.
"Lay down," Wang Li ordered, his voice calm but firm. "Face against the ground."
Kneeling down beside her, Wang Li placed a hand on her trembling buttocks, his touch almost tender now. "You will not stop feeding him information," he said calmly. "But from now on, you will only give him what I tell you. You will be my double agent. Do you understand?"
Elder Baiyun nodded quickly, her relief palpable. "Yes, Patriarch. I will do whatever you ask."
Wang Li smiled darkly. "Good. I'll provide you with information to pass on to Lin Yun. Information that will lead him into a trap. You will get close to him, gain his trust, and continue to feed me whatever you learn about his plans. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Patriarch," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of fear and gratitude.
"And to ensure you don't betray me again," Wang Li added, his hand sliding down the curve of her back, "I'll be impregnating you with my child tonight. That way, you'll have more than just your own life to worry about."
Elder Baiyun shuddered, her heart racing as she felt Wang Li's fingers trace the curve of her body. "Yes, Patriarch," she whispered, her voice quivering with both fear and anticipation.
Wang Li wasted no time. He leaned over her, his hands exploring her naked body, his grip firm and possessive. He spread her legs wide, positioning himself behind her. Elder Baiyun moaned softly, her body responding to his touch despite her fear. The power dynamic between them was clear—she was his, completely and utterly at his mercy.
With one swift motion, Wang Li entered her, his thrusts deep and forceful. Elder Baiyun cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure escaping her lips as he took her roughly on the cold stone floor. Her fingers clawed at the ground, her body quivering with each powerful stroke.
Wang Li showed no mercy. He moved with a purpose, his grip tight on her hips as he drove into her over and over again. Elder Baiyun's moans grew louder, echoing through the chamber as her body writhed beneath him. The candlelight flickered, casting their shadows against the walls as Wang Li claimed her completely.
Minutes passed, and the chamber was filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding—flesh against flesh, grunts of exertion, and the occasional gasp of breath. Wang Li's movements were relentless, his desire to mark her as his own clear in every thrust.
Finally, with one last powerful motion, he came inside her, filling her with his seed. Elder Baiyun let out a long moan, her body shuddering beneath him as the intensity of the moment washed over her. Wang Li remained inside her for a few moments longer, his breath ragged as he slowly withdrew.
"You belong to me now," Wang Li whispered in her ear, his voice low and possessive. "Remember that."
Elder Baiyun lay on the ground, her body still trembling as she caught her breath. She nodded weakly, her mind spinning with the events of the night. She had betrayed Wang Li once, but now she knew that there was no escaping him. He had claimed her in more ways than one, and she would do whatever it took to survive.
As Wang Li stood, he adjusted his robes and looked down at her with a satisfied smirk. "We'll continue this later," he said, his tone casual once again. "For now, get some rest. You have a mission to prepare for."