Mystic Fairy gradually woke up. Her neatly trimmed eyelashes trembled as it opened. She was in a different room. She recalled that it has been three days since that day. Haotian has plowed her pussy for three days and nights before finally letting her off. Not because he was satisfied but because she passed out. Not from exhaustion but from unending pleasure.
As she remembered that, both her upper and lower lips quivered. Her milky body had several red and blue marks thanks to the rough treatment. Her waist and butt was sore beyond belief and her insides were filled to brim with white liquid.
She gritted her teeth in humiliation and grief before breaking down and crying. Tears fell unceasingly, making multiple wet spots on the blanket. This mere sight would cause anyone to lose themselves in rage and demand justice, yet there was no in the sight.
After crying for nearly an hour and consoling herself with false promises, she calmed down. It was then she discovered that she could use her Spiritual Energy.
Without thinking, the first thing she did was to dissipate the liquid inside her womb and then she checked her condition. She let out a sigh of relief after finding out that she wasn't pregnant.
After that, she began checking her Dantian. A strange emotion entered her heart as she found her Nascent Soul at 9th Level.
"I wasn't dreaming… I did raise by 5 levels. By why did he do it? And more importantly, why am I still alive?"
She wasn't the only person in the world to experience what she did in the past week. Her master had often told her stories of woman getting brutalised and raped for their beauties and talents. She didn't think that it would happen to her one day. Anyway, the point is, those girls all had the same ending—death. Once they were used, they were always disposed of, yet she was still alive? He got what he wanted so why keep her alive? No matter how much she contemplated, she couldn't arrive to a concrete answer.
Knock! Knock!
"Can I come in?" A feminine voice arrived from outside the door.
Mystic Fairy covered herself completely and thought for a moment before saying, "You can."
The door parted open and a young girl around sixteen with waist-long green hair walked in. Seeing Mystic Fairy's celestial face and cold eyes, for a moment, she couldn't help but be stunned. She was a beauty herself but it didn't even come close to Mystic Fairy's level.
"Umm… Miss Mystic Fairy, Young Master has commanded for you to wear this." The girl was voice was low and timid as she placed an outfit on the bed.
Mystic Fairy eyes went to the dress. Understanding what kind of dress it was, her eyes turned livid. She glanced at the young girl and asked for confirmation, "He… he wants me to wear this?"
She was truly angry because the outfit on the bed was of a maid! A maid! She! The Mystic Fairy was to be degraded into a mere maid! How couldn't she be furious?! Does that man has no shame? Does taking everything wasn't enough? Now he wants to take the least bit of dignity she had? How dare he!
Seeing the look in Mystic Fairy's eyes, the young maid shrieked in horror and all her senses told her to run away this instant.
"You are angry? And here I thought my choice was a good one." Thankfully, at that moment, Haotian entered the room while rubbing the light stubble he had.
Haotian was dressed in a casual set of clothes. His outfit contained a black trouser and a white shirt. He wore no accessory or jewellery. However, even this simple set of clothes would make him stand up as dragon amongst men. As a testament, the green haired girl's face was completely flushed the moment he entered the room.
"How is it good from any angle?! Just admit that you want to humiliate me!" Mystic Fairy scowled coldly. His handsomeness earned no points from her.
Listening to her, an amused smile that she has strangely grown used to appeared on his face once more. Before replying, he looked at the young girl and said, "Ning'er, I'll take over from here. You can go take care of your other works."
Ning'er got out of her revelry and curtsied hastily. "Ah, yes, Young Master." Seeing him nod, she turned around and fled.
Once she was gone, Haotian faced the enraged Fairy. "Can't you do something about your cold eyes? You scared the poor girl to death."
Mystic Fairy didn't speak, nor did her expression changed. She simply looked at him coldly.
After a moment, Haotian lips curled lightly as he sighed. "You know if I wanted to humiliated you, I can just throw you on the streets naked, right? Considering your beauty, it wouldn't take more than three breaths for every man of the city to gather around you."
He said it so casually that Mystic Fairy was left speechless. Yet the light in his eyes told her that he'd truly do something like that. And that thought caused her whole body to turn cold as ice.
Haotian continued, "You don't want to wear this outfit? Fine."
As he said so, she heaved a sighed of relief but hearing his next lines, she was petrified.
"Well, since these clothes won't do, your next alternative is remaining naked."
"You are kidding right?!" Her voice was raised, and it had slight undercurrent of disbelief and fear.
Haotian snorted, causing her to turn even more fearful.
"Of course, I was kidding. Haha!" He suddenly began laughing loudly as he eyed her up with mirth.
Contrary to Haotian, Mystic Fairy didn't find this amusing at all. She watched as he laughed loudly for next five minutes while pointing at her. Only then did he calmed down.
"Alright, alright. Don't give me those eyes." His wiped the tear from the corner of his eyes and chuckled.
"Check the wardrobe, there should be clothes. Once you are done, come out," He said and began going out. But he stopped right as he was about to exit the room. "Ah, by the way, this is your new room."
He then began twirling his fingers like a shy boy and peeked from the corners of his eyes and meekly added, "Unless, you want to live in my room?"
As her eyes began turning even colder, he added further, "I guess that's a no."
"Do you truly find this amusing?" Before he went away, Mystic Fairy questioned with a narrowed eyes.
Finding her Peak Nascent Soul aura locking onto him, Haotian remain unperturbed. Shifting back and looking at her, he gave a dry chuckle. "You want to know the truth?"
She nodded her head.
"Alright," Haotian responded, his ever-amusing tone slowly disappeared, replaced with freezing coldness as his purple eyes shimmered soundlessly in utter indifference.
"I neither find this situation amusing or not amusing. You had something I wanted, something I desired, and I had to strength to snatch it so I did. It is as simple as that. You can only blame your weakness for your plight."
"Your strength?! If not for the fact that you had powerful support, how could someone as weak as you dare mess with me?!" Mystic Fairy eyes were also cold. Listening to him, she truly grew enraged.
Haotian shook his head in a disappointing manner. "You don't understand or do you dare not understand?"
"What do you mean?" She scowled.
"Humph. Remember this, woman, any strength that you can gather becomes a part of your own strength. So what I used my Clan's prowess? So what if someone else fought for me? So what if I simply had to give an order and relax at the house while others did my bidding? So what?! My Clan is a part of my strength, my subordinates are a part of my strength. You are weak, your sect was weak. Your strength doesn't compare to me. Look at you, even with my measly Refining Foundation Stage cultivation, if I told you to crawl to me naked, would you dare deny?! No, you won't. Because you don't even have the strength to rescue your crippled burden of a sister! So what if you are esteemed Mystic Fairy? So what if you are so talented? Aren't you still dancing at my palms?"
Haotian said those words in even tone yet each word, each sentence was like a spear that dug into her heart mercilessly. By the end her heart was under so much pain that she almost coughed up blood.
Seeing her not responding and her body shivering incessantly, Haotian snorted and went away.