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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 22:08:50 +0000 UTCChapter 2 Part 3: Lust, Illusion, and Soul Control
At the Mohist core.
Wei Zhuang was just as formidable as the rumors said; the Mohists retreated to the core, with grim faces. Earlier, all were busy activating mechanisms, but Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared, and no one could match him they retreated all the way to the core, now trapped.
Thus, the Mohists had almost fully lost control of the city.
"What now, everyone?"
…A suffocating silence in the core.
"Lord Wei Zhuang, what shall we do? Even Wushuang can't break these mechanisms; should we call Old Gongshu?"
"No rush; we'll just wait. We're not the ones who need to worry…"
Meanwhile, Gongshu Chou walked through the city, avoiding most of the poison mist, accompanied by hordes of diggers, whose incessant coughing echoed. Mohist mechanisms, renowned for their might, proved utterly useless before him.
As for the general watching over him he'd vanished entirely.
…
Daozhi hurried like a whirlwind, ghostlike and unpredictable, yet always followed closely by a white shadow; neither could outmatch the other.
Suddenly, a volley of leaves shot before him; Daozhi turned quickly and barely avoided disaster.
But now he lost control of his body, tumbling through countless trees before stopping, bones cracked in many places.
"Yinyang School, Junior Grand Commander," Bai Feng said.
Bai Feng and the Junior Grand Commander stood opposite each other by several meters. After just a glance, the Junior Grand Commander raised her hand and set off "Ten Thousand Leaves Like Flowers."
True to fame, the Junior Grand Commander said nothing, but struck immediately against Bai Feng, leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.
But faced with her killing intent, Bai Feng instead turned away, showing no intent to fight.
"Such a delicate little beauty you're not a man, more a eunuch king, aren't you?"
…
"So not just the little beauty came, but the big beauty as well. What luck! Served by both Yinyang School beauties."
These sister flowers of Yinyang School the elder provocative, the younger cold and independent.
The Grand Commander's fiery body twisted and turned. They say third-rate women sell figure, second-rate women sell talent, first-rate women sell aura; yet her coarse moves overflowed with charm every man would salute.
She shook her head at him, swinging her hips as she sauntered over.
"Don't come any closer I'm an upright man, even if you force me, I won't yield."
Daozhi's heart raced better to be killed than whatever plot she had.
With the Grand Commander's approach, Daozhi felt himself descending step by step into an abyss.
Yinyang School's secret art Soul Capturing from the first meeting she'd used her charm technique, plus this secret skill. By the time she stood before him, Daozhi's spirit was stirred, exhausted.
Then the Grand Commander sucked her finger, slid it into Daozhi's mouth to move it in and out, and as the two locked eyes, the arts Soul Control, Dream Invasion activated.
In a dream, the Grand Commander smiled seductively; Daozhi's consciousness blurred, fully captivated by her explosive figure. He watched her tear off her clothes, revealing a perfect body slender waist, ample hips, gigantic breasts.
Lust surged in him, his member engorging fast.
She twisted in front of him, hands rubbing her breasts, the waves of flesh filling his view, his throat swallowing unconsciously.
She pinched her nipple, yanking it up, distorting her breasts, kneading them without cease.
Daozhi gazed hungrily, as if to devour her, especially those magnificent breasts.
"Want it?" The Grand Commander drew his head to her breast.
"Mm, eat more, don't think do as you wish."
A strange force entered his body, flowing through his meridians, healing his wounds; Daozhi felt his strength return.
He grabbed her breasts, roughly twisting, her huge breasts distorted as if balloons about to burst.
Yet in this brutality, the Grand Commander felt no pain, only pleasure, openly enjoying herself, moaning sweetly.
"Slut!" Daozhi, eyes red, now full of violence, vented himself on her, pushing her down, sitting on her, yanking her nipples.
"Ah, it hurts! Not like that, softer, my breasts will break." Maybe she really felt pain, maybe just gave in by instinct.
Now, no longer seductive, she appeared weak, pitiable, which only aroused Daozhi's primal aggression.
He grabbed her head, shoved his cock fully in her mouth, using it like a sex hole, thrusting hard; she could only twist her head to adapt, soon fucked to rolling eyes and drooling.
"Let me go!" Short of breath, she escaped him, crawling away, but he pulled her back.
"Bitch, dare rebel I'll fuck you to death!" Now, as she knelt before him, he instinctively forced his cock into her bottom.
"Ah, wrong hole my anus is tearing!"
She cried terribly, but lifted her hips in invitation, letting him penetrate deep into her rectum.
"Harder, harder, I'm dying from pleasure!" Now, she was the active one, sitting astride him, gazing tenderly. Daozhi, oddly, ceased his violence.
"Miss Rong?"
"You're hurt, lie down; let me tend to you."
She rode him, moving slowly in anal intercourse.
"Feel good?"
"Miss Rong, am I fucking you in the butt? How did this happen?"
"Don't think just enjoy." Once again, they fell into lust.
Humans have seven emotions and six desires, rooted in the soul. Yinyang School mastered many secret arts; here, Daozhi experienced the "Soul Planting" art.
As his desires changed in the illusion, his soul was eroded each time; eventually, the yinyang art took root, forming a soul seed, which grew into a new soul to replace the old thus, the soul is reborn and becomes controlled by the spellcaster.
Such a heaven-defying technique was forbidden in the school, disciples banned from learning. Yet under the current leader, Donghuang Taiyi a once-in-millennium prodigy many forbidden arts were released.
With the art complete, the Grand Commander felt relieved.
"Next, let's entertain the Mohist Juzi."
The Mohist Juzi, together with Daoist leader Xiaoyaozi and Confucian master Zhang Liang, discussed plans to resist Qin. Hearing of the siege, they hurried back to Mechanism City day and night.
Blocked by Yinyang School, Zhang Liang sensed trouble the Empire had enlisted Quicksand and Yinyang, clearly bound to win.
Confucianism held a neutral stance, not yet in open conflict; Master Fu Nian did not wish to drag the sect into chaos.
Geography gave them this luxury: The Empire rose in Xianyang, Confucianism sat on the shores of Sanghai far apart. After unification, Confucians left politics behind for education; the Empire grew more tolerant.
Zhang Liang had to consider the sect's position fighting now would commit them to conflict.
The women had ambushed Juzi, but now Xiaoyaozi was also present; their faces grew grim two against two.
Her previous attacks were repelled, revealing she was no match for Juzi. The Six Soul Curse, vicious and hard to guard against, offered her no help now.
"Brother Daoist, the situation is urgent; shall we join forces to seize them quickly?"
"Naturally."
Yinyang School split from Daoism, but shared techniques; in battle, Junior Grand Commander was soundly suppressed by Xiaoyaozi.
Seeking swift victory, both unleashed powerful moves. Soon, both women were badly hurt, and Mohist disciples surrounded them escape was all but impossible.
But as the two were about to be killed, several sword strikes interrupted the young man, smiling, stood holding Daozhi beside him.
Several disciples suffered minor wounds from the sword strikes; some couldn't stand.
"Channeling qi into blades you are Star Soul, Left Guardian of Yinyang School."
Thanks to Donghuang Taiyi's talent, the current generation brims with ability; Star Soul is most famous outstrips Junior Grand Commander in both reputation and ruthlessness, even younger and higher in rank.
It's said he vies with Right Guardian Moon Goddess for next leader; aside from the leader, Left and Right Guardians are highest, beneath them five elders.
Rumor also says a mysterious "Eastern Lord" arose, second leader only name known, no one's seen him.
Even Yinyang School can't confirm his existence.
"Mechanism City has fallen to Quicksand; why linger here?"
"What? The city's fallen?" All were shocked a hundred years, lost in days.
Star Soul smiled subtly.
"Quicksand used Jinyu poison at midnight caught the city off-guard; now corpses fill the halls, only a few remain alive."
…Dead silence.
