Wang Li strolled through the dimly lit corridors of his mansion, his thoughts sharp and focused on the task ahead. The night he spent with Xia Bingling and Song Jingyan had been a welcome distraction, but now it was time to return to business. Lin Yun's recent rise in power had been swift and dangerous, a threat that could not be ignored.
It was a problem that needed solving, and Wang Li had already devised a plan—a plan that would not only reverse Lin Yun's fortunes but cripple him entirely.
The key to this plan, of course, was Zhen Qiuyue.
Zhen Qiuyue was one of Lin Yun's most trusted assistants, a core member of the devil sects. She was clever, resourceful, and dangerously beautiful. But none of that mattered now. Wang Li had completely conquered her, both physically and mentally. Ever since their first encounter, she had been unable to resist him, submitting entirely to his will.
She no longer had ambitions of her own; her life, her loyalty, and her desires all revolved around him. He was her master in every way.
As Wang Li approached the secluded courtyard where Zhen Qiuyue awaited him, a small smile curled at the corner of his lips. The moonlight bathed the courtyard in a soft, ethereal glow, and there she was, seated on a low stone bench, her voluptuous figure draped in a sheer, black gown that barely concealed her curves.
Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her crimson lips curled into a seductive smile as he approached.
"Master," she purred, standing up to greet him, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and desire.
Wang Li took her hand, pulling her close. "Qiuyue," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Is everything ready?"
She nodded, pressing her body against his as her fingers traced a delicate path along his chest. "The preparations are going smoothly," she replied. "We've made excellent progress with the arrays, but there's still work to be done before the trap is complete."
Wang Li's fingers tightened around her waist, pulling her even closer. "Good," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "We have to ensure every detail is perfect. Lin Yun is not a fool, and we cannot afford any mistakes."
Zhen Qiuyue shivered in his arms, her breath quickening. "Of course, Master," she whispered back, her voice trembling slightly. "I will do everything in my power to make sure this plan succeeds. Anything for you."
Wang Li smirked, his hand sliding down her back as he leaned in for a kiss. Zhen Qiuyue melted into him, her lips parting as she surrendered to his touch. The kiss was slow, sensual, and filled with the heat that always ignited between them. It was a reminder of her complete submission to him, a bond that went beyond mere loyalty.
Wang Li smirked, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "I know," he replied, his voice low and possessive. "And that's why we're going to win."
Over the next several weeks, they continued their work, setting up the remaining arrays and perfecting every detail of the trap. Wang Li called upon the assistance of his secret mistresses—cultivation masters, sect leaders, and elders, all women who had fallen under his spell. Each one contributed powerful arrays, lending their strength to the plan in exchange for his... unique attention.
He met with them in secret, arranging for brief encounters in hidden locations, ensuring that their support remained discreet. Whether it was a core disciple from the Heavenly Moon Sect or an elder from the illustrious Jade Phoenix Clan, Wang Li knew how to manipulate their desires, how to make them feel special, wanted. And in return, they gave him everything he needed.
With each additional array, the trap grew more complex, more dangerous. The space around the final location—a hidden valley deep within the mountains—was warped and twisted by the sheer power of the formations. Once Lin Yun entered, there would be no escape. Wang Li had made sure of that.
By the time the final day of preparation arrived, the trap was set. Wang Li and Zhen Qiuyue stood at the entrance of the valley, looking out over the intricate web of formations that they had spent the last month constructing. The air hummed with energy, and the ground beneath them seemed to pulse with life.
"It's perfect," Zhen Qiuyue whispered, her eyes shining with admiration as she looked at Wang Li. "There's no way Lin Yun will survive this."
Wang Li nodded, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "He'll walk right into our hands," he said confidently. "And when he does, we'll be ready."
Zhen Qiuyue stepped closer to him, her hand resting on his chest. "Master," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion. "You've given me everything. I don't care about Lin Yun, the devil sects, or anything else. All I want is to serve you, to be with you."
Wang Li cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "And you will," he said softly. "Once this is over, you'll stay by my side."
Zhen Qiuyue's eyes filled with tears of gratitude, and she leaned into his touch. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
The day of the ambush finally arrived.
Lin Yun, unaware of the trap that had been meticulously set for him, entered the valley with his entourage. Zhen Qiuyue had lured him there, feeding him false information about a powerful artifact hidden deep within the mountains. The promise of such a treasure was too tempting for him to resist.
As soon as Lin Yun and his followers crossed the threshold of the valley, the arrays activated.
A brilliant flash of light erupted from the ground, followed by a deafening roar as the space around them warped and twisted. The powerful energy of the arrays trapped Lin Yun and his men, sealing off any possible escape. They were caught, like flies in a spider's web.