Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 290: This Fellow Daoist from the Joyful Union Sect, Please Tone It Down



Chapter 290: This Fellow Daoist from the Joyful Union Sect, Please Tone It Down

 

Trapped inside the stone chamber, Jun Fengya felt a chill run down her spine and instantly became uneasy.

 

She looked at Lin Fengmian with the alertness of a nervous cat, “What are you going to do?”

 

“What do you think? We’ve got a long night ahead of us, let’s do something fun. How about we study late into the night with our heads hanging and our legs pricked?”

 

Lin Fengmian’s smile was ambiguous as he casually took off his outer robe and approached her.

 

“Don’t come near me, Yunshang, save me! Can’t you control him?” Jun Fengya panicked.

 

Studying late into the night with your head hanging down and your legs pricked?

 

“What can she do? Don’t scream, the more you scream, the more excited I get.”

 

Lin Fengmian now looked like a tyrant who bullied men and women, exuding an aura of malevolence.

 

Luo Xue said helplessly, “This fellow Daoist from the Joyful Union Sect, please tone it down.”

 

“Don’t interfere with my performance, okay? The atmosphere is ruined because of you,” Lin Fengmian said irritably.

 

But Jun Fengya was clearly frightened by him, her eyes full of caution, “Don’t come near me, or else…”

 

No matter what happened, she was still a woman who had never suffered much in her life. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

 

“Or what? Are you going to bite me?”

 

Lin Fengmian sneered, “You refused to pay the ransom, so the only way I can convince you is to sleep with you.”

 

Jun Fengya backed away, gritting her teeth, “If you come any closer, I’ll kill myself!”

 

Lin Fengmian nonchalantly spread his hands, “You won’t commit suicide. You don’t dare! Even if you do, I don’t care. I can save you.”

 

He chuckled, “If I can’t save you, it’s fine. I can always take advantage of it while it’s still warm.”

 

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“Pervert!”(?Д?)

 

Jun Fengya’s face turned pale at his words, feeling deeply humiliated at the thought of him not even sparing her corpse.

 

Luo Xue also felt uncomfortable and coughed, “This fellow Daoist, control your nature a bit.”

 

Lin Fengmian reminded her again, “Luo Xue, if you have a way to get that top-grade Spirit Fusion Pill, go ahead, otherwise leave it to the professionals.”

 

Luo Xue immediately shut up. The last time she said that she could do it herself, the consequences were still fresh in her mind.

 

She didn’t dare to speak carelessly anymore, who knew if it would come true.

 

Jun Fengya panicked, “Yunshang is outside and you’re doing this with me inside. Aren’t you afraid that she might get hurt?”

 

Lin Fengmian chuckled, “I’m not anything to her, so what do I have to be afraid of?”

 

“You…”

 

Jun Fengya was at a loss, soon backed into a corner with no way out, but she clenched her teeth and refused to yield.

 

Lin Fengmian cornered her against the wall, lifting her chin with one hand and said with a smile, “Truly a sight to behold.”

 

“Princess Fengya, don’t you want to redeem yourself? Otherwise, I’ll take both your body and your wealth.”

 

Resolutely, Jun Fengya said fiercely, “Unless you agree to my terms, don’t even think about getting that top-grade Void Breaking Pill!”

 

She knew that once she handed over the pill, she would have no more bargaining power.

 

At that point, her life and everything else would be at the mercy of others, far worse than the current situation.

 

Lin Fengmian was extremely frustrated, but he couldn’t say that he didn’t want the top-grade Void Breaking Pill, so he could only snort coldly.

 

“It looks like you won’t shed any tears until you see the coffin.”

 

He extended his hand, and at that moment, Jun Fengya’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. She shouted, “You bastard, die!”

 

She suddenly raised her leg to kick, and Lin Fengmian quickly blocked her knee strike with his hand.

 

But a flash of cold light slashed towards his neck, and Lin Fengmian took a few steps back to dodge it.

 

Only then did he notice that Jun Fengya had lifted her long skirt, revealing a short dagger she had pulled from her thigh.

 

Lin Fengmian chuckled, “You really have something to hide, but what can this dagger do to me?”

 

His gaze shifted downward, his smile playful.

 

Even if you coated your grapes with poison or hid a blade in your shell, I wouldn’t be afraid.

 

My big white rabbits are bigger and whiter than yours, okay?

 

Then don’t blame me for bullying the little ones.

 

With her disheveled clothes, Jun Fengya held the dagger and coldly stared at him, “It can’t hurt you, but it can kill me!”

 

With a swift motion, she quickly slashed the dagger across her own neck.

 

But the expected intervention didn’t come; instead, the dagger cut through her delicate skin, and the pain came first.

 

Blood flowed down her swan-like neck, and Lin Fengmian just watched with a smile.

 

Jun Fengya clutched her neck and glared at Lin Fengmian in disbelief, “You didn’t stop me?”

 

Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but laugh, “If you want to kill yourself, why would I stop you?”

 

He impatiently waved his hand, “If you want to die, do it quickly. I find your resistance annoying!”

 

“You bastard, die!”

 

Jun Fengya remembered his earlier words about taking advantage while it’s still warm, feeling both anxious and angry, and threw the dagger at him.

 

Lin Fengmian easily caught the short dagger and casually cast a healing spell on her.

 

He twirled the dagger and teased, “Have you changed your mind about dying?”

 

Jun Fengya sat resignedly on the stone bed, her heart like dead ashes, “I won’t die.”

 

Lin Fengmian sneered contemptuously, “Then how about considering my proposal?”

 

“No, don’t dream. I won’t give you the item.”

 

Jun Fengya lay flat on the stone bed, her hands spread out, looking utterly dejected and ready to be taken advantage of.

 

She turned her head away from Lin Fengmian and coldly said, “Come on, I’ll just consider it as being bitten by a dog!”

 

“But after touching me, you’d better kill me. Otherwise, we’ll be enemies for life!”

 

Lin Fengmian twirled the dagger in his hand, looked at the resigned Jun Fengya, and slowly walked over.

 

Seeing her trying to stay composed, he gently lifted the dagger to her chest, and her clothes split open with a sound.

 

He coldly asked Jun Fengya, “Princess Fengya, is dividing the land and becoming a king so important to you?”

 

Jun Fengya closed her eyes, answering irrelevantly with a flat tone, “Are you coming or not? Hurry up.”

 

“Alright! I admire your spirit!”

 

Lin Fengmian slowly slid the dagger down, the sharp blade cutting through her clothes, revealing her undergarments.

 

He fixed his gaze on her expression, waiting for her psychological defenses to crumble.

 

Now Jun Fengya’s chest was wide open, with only a thin undergarment covering her trembling peaks, unable to hide the sudden exposure of spring.

 

But still, she managed to control herself by not moving.

 

Lin Fengmian gently caressed her cheek, sliding down along her jade neck, admiring the beauty of Jun Fengya’s delicate yet tragic appearance, and couldn’t help but praise her.

 

“Truly, a fragrant neck veiled by clouds, a snowy breast pressed by plum blossoms.”

 

He grabbed the thin white carved undergarment with one hand and smiled, “I’ve seen the most heartbreaking peaks of Wushan, even immortals would be tempted.”

 

“Would the princess like to experience the feeling of a golden needle piercing the peach blossom, not daring to raise her voice, but frowning in silence? After all, a moment in the boudoir is worth ten thousand gold pieces.”

 

Hearing this, Jun Fengya’s whole body tensed up, unable to stop trembling, tears streaming down uncontrollably, her small hands clenched tightly.

 


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