Upon hearing those words, Xueyi's body trembled violently.
She didn't need Solon to explain—Xueyi understood instantly.
That day, in this very hall, her younger sister had sacrificed herself, offering her body to this monster's depraved whims just to save her worthless older sister!
Hatred and fury burned through her heart like wildfire.
Xueyi whipped her head around, glaring at Solon with eyes so bloodshot they seemed to weep crimson.
Yet instead of showing even a hint of restraint, Solon only smirked in provocation.
"I love seeing you like this—helpless, forced to submit."
With that, he raised his hand and delivered a sharp slap across Xueyi's face.
SMACK!
The stinging pain and humiliation made her grit her teeth, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a cry.
Her defiance only excited Solon further.
So he summoned the Vajra Pestle, driving it mercilessly into Xueyi.
Blood gushed instantly, trailing down her white stockings in gruesome streaks.
For a moment, Xueyi felt as though her body was being split in half.
The sudden, overwhelming agony stole her breath—she couldn't even scream.
Before she could recover, Solon yanked the pestle back—only to thrust it in again, punctuating each strike with a taunt:
"Do you yield?! Do you?!"
"Never!" Xueyi spat through gritted teeth.
Solon laughed.
"Good. If you actually gave in, this wouldn't be fun."
"You bastard!" she seethed.
Then, shifting tactics, Solon began whipping her with the pestle.
Just as Xueyi adjusted to the rhythm, he varied his strikes—light, heavy, erratic—keeping her off-balance in relentless torment.
Seeing her still unbroken, Solon's gaze flicked to HanYan, unconscious nearby. A cruel idea sparked.
"If you refuse to submit… I suppose I'll just switch to someone else," he mused. "Your sister resisted at first too, but after I… diligently taught her day and night—ahem, 'enlightened' her with Buddhist doctrine—she came around."
He paused, feigning nonchalance.
"Maybe I should let her take your place again?"
"You DARE?!"* Xueyi roared, pain forgotten.
"Try me."
The standoff lasted mere seconds. With her weakness exposed, Xueyi relented.
"...You win. What do you want?" Her proud head finally bowed.
Grinning, Solon leaned in, whispering filthy demands into her ear.
Xueyi's face twisted with shame—but she nodded.
When his punishment resumed, she let out a hollow, lifeless moan:
"Ah."
No emotion. No effort. Pure disdain.
Solon wasn't angered. Instead, his smile turned eerie.
His hand brushed imperceptibly over her, sprinkling glimmering dust onto her skin.
Then, raising the pestle again, he barked:
"Again!"
"Ah!"
As time passed, Xueyi's state grew… strange.
Her pale cheeks flushed pink. Her icy eyes glazed with moisture.
"Ahn~!"
Now, she cried out unprompted, her voice unwittingly laced with wanton need.
Much later…
The parched ravine had turned to mud under relentless flooding.
SMACK!
"Ah~!"
SMACK! SMACK!
"Ooh~!"
THUD!
"Eeek!!"
The once-defiant Xueyi was gone. In her place, a moaning mess, each cry lewder than the last under Solon's expert "conducting."
After a particularly obscene wail, Solon nipped her ear and sneered:
"Such a pretty voice. Admit it—you're just a slut at heart."
Xueyi jolted awake, clamping her lips shut as she glared.
Solon answered with a brutal thrust.
"Mmnn~!!"*
The sound escaped despite her efforts.
"!!"
Panicked, she bit her lip, using pain to ground herself—
But her body had long grown numb to it.
Another strike. Another moan.
For a second, Xueyi questioned her own sanity.
Then Solon unleashed a frenzied onslaught.
The violent barrage shattered her resistance. Mind blank, body betrayed her, erupting in shameless screams.
Watching Xueyi thrash and wail like a beast in heat, Solon smiled in triumph.
All his schemes—drugging, gaslighting, blackmail—had paid off. The unbreakable girl was finally… broken.
This victory thrilled him more than any physical release. Truly, psychological conquest outshone mere pleasure.
Grabbing her hair, he dragged the limp Xueyi atop HanYan's unconscious form.
SNAP!
With perfect timing, he captured a photo on his Jade Abacus:
The sisters, disheveled—clothes torn, stockings shredded, skin marked with red—a perfect image of violation.
Sister Duo Defeat CG - Acquired!
Xueyi lunged weakly for the device.
"Give it—!"
But her ravaged body refused to obey.
Solon dangled the photo before her, even enlarging it to taunt her.
"For you? This is my trophy."
His eyes glinted. "Unless you want HanYan to see it… you'll behave."
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