Xuan Ye stood motionless over Mu Qinglan's trembling body on the ancestral altar platform, looking down at her with the same cold detachment like she was but a mere interesting specimen laid out for study.
She was a mess. Her silver white hair splayed wildly across the stone, her once pristine robes now torn and soaked between her legs, thighs glistening with the evidence of her repeated public squirting. Her chest heaved raggedly with humiliated breaths. Yet even now, sprawled in front of the entire assembly, her eyes still burned with pure unbroken hatred.
"You… disgusting, worthless outer trash!" she snarled, voice raw but still sharp with fury. "You think this pathetic trick makes you anything but a coward? Touch me and I swear on every ancestor I will freeze your soul into shattered ice and feed the pieces to the void!"
Xuan Ye tilted his head slightly, as if mildly amused by a child throwing a tantrum.
"Still so proud," he said quietly, voice carrying clearly through the hall. "Even while your body drips all over your family's sacred altar. Tell me, MU Qinglan, does it feel good knowing every elder, every guard, and your own future husband is watching you leak like a cheap whore?"
"Shut your filthy mouth!" she screamed, trying to push herself up. "Li Feng! Father! Someone... anyone... kill this demon!"
Xuan Ye snapped his fingers.
A ripple of Eclipse and Chain energy tore through the semi-transparent barrier. The Li young master, Li Feng was yanked forward violently, stumbling out of the crowd and landing hard on his knees right beside the altar. His sword was half drawn, face twisted with rage and confusion.
"You bastard!" Li Feng roared, surging to his feet and swinging his blade at Xuan Ye. "Release her right now or I'll cut you into..."
Xuan Ye sent a brutal pulse of Lust + Chain straight into the groom's core.
Li Feng's body locked up mid-swing. His eyes bulged. A violent, unwanted wave of arousal slammed into him so hard his privates hardened instantly, straining painfully against his robes. His knees buckled. The sword clattered uselessly to the stone.
"What… what the hell did you do to me?!" he gasped, horror and shame flooding his face as his hips twitched involuntarily. "Get out of my head... I won't... I refuse...!"
Mu Qinglan's eyes widened in fresh panic. "Li Feng! Fight it! Don't listen to him! Please... don't let him turn you into this!"
Xuan Ye's voice remained perfectly calm, almost conversational, as he addressed the struggling groom.
"Li Feng. I mean you were going to marry her anyway. Claim her on your wedding night like a proper political tool. Well, the wedding has been moved up. Right here. Right now. On this altar. In front of everyone who once..."
He gestured lazily at Mu Qinglan's exposed, dripping body.
"Strip what's left of her robes. Then fuck her. Slow and deep at first. Let them all see exactly how wet their proud ice genius already is. When she starts moaning like a broken slut, you will tell her... loudly, how worthless her years of cultivation truly were. Do it exactly as I say, or I will make your ass tear itself apart from the inside while you beg to continue."
Li Feng shook his head desperately, tears of humiliation forming in his eyes. "No… Qinglan… I'm sorry… I can't fight it… please forgive me..."
"Li Feng, no!" Mu Qinglan screamed, kicking weakly as the groom crawled over her. "Don't you dare! I'll never forgive you! I'll hate you forever if you..."
But Li Feng's hands were already moving against his will. He tore the last shreds of her robes completely open, exposing her fully to the watching crowd. Her pale breasts, stiff nipples and soaked, swollen p**** were now completely bare on the sacred ancestral stone.
The barrier let every sound and sight through perfectly.
Outside, the hall erupted in raw horror.
Mu Tianhao slammed his fists against the shadowy wall until they bled. "YOU BASTARD! THAT IS MY DAUGHTER! I WILL SKIN YOU ALIVE!"
Elders shouted curses and promises of eternal vengeance. The Li delegation watched in stunned silence as their own young master was turned into a puppet.
Li Feng positioned himself between Mu Qinglan's spread legs, cock throbbing painfully against his will. He pressed the head against her slick entrance.
"I'm sorry… Qinglan…" he whispered brokenly as he pushed inside her with one long, unwilling thrust.
Mu Qinglan's head snapped back with a raw, agonized scream. "Ahhhhh...nooo! Get out of me! You traitor... ahh... too dee..."
Li Feng began to move under Xuan Ye's cold, precise instructions slowly, deeply with deliberate strokes that made her breasts bounce heavily and her body slide against the cold stone with every wet impact.
"Harder," Xuan Ye ordered flatly. "Make her feel every inch. Tell her what she is now."
Li Feng's voice cracked with shame even as his hips obeyed. "You're… you're just meat, Qinglan… your ice… your pride… your precious dao… it was always worthless…"
"Shut up!" Mu Qinglan wailed, tears streaming down her face as her body began to betray her. "I hate you... both of you... ahhh… please stop… it feels… no, don't make it feel good..!"
Xuan Ye rested one hand lightly on her lower abdomen, feeding the Lust Rune directly into her core in perfect time with Li Feng's thrusts. The wet, obscene slap of flesh echoed through the silent hall with humiliating clarity.
Outside the barrier, Mu Tianhao was roaring like a wounded animal. "Qinglan! Fight it! Don't let them break you!"
An elder beside him was openly weeping. "Our Saintess… our hope… reduced to this…"
Li Feng's thrusts grew harder under Xuan Ye's command. "She's so wet… I can't stop… Qinglan, I'm sorry… you're squeezing me so tight…"
Mu Qinglan's resistance finally began to fracture.
Her curses dissolved into desperate, slutty moans. Her hips started rolling up to meet every thrust despite herself. "No… no more… I can't… ahhh, it's too much. I'm going to... I'm going to...!"
Xuan Ye leaned down close to her ear, voice low and venomous.
"Your purity was always just meat waiting for the knife. Feel your own fiancé fucking it out of you while your father, your elders, and the entire sect watch helplessly. This is what your dao was worth."
He pushed the Lust Rune to its peak.
Mu Qinglan shattered with a soul-shattering scream.
Her back arched violently off the altar. Clear fluid exploded around Li Feng's parts in powerful, rhythmic squirts, spraying across the sacred stone and soaking both of them. Her eyes rolled back completely, tongue hanging out in full ecstasy as the orgasm tore through her in front of the entire assembly.
At the exact peak of her mind-breaking climax, Xuan Ye pressed his palm firmly against her lower abdomen and began carving.
Black tattoos of the LUST RUNE I started crawling across her pale skin like living veins of the abyss.
The first true rune of unmaking had begun its work.