*Molesting the Molestor! (2)*

Su Xiaobai finally turned to face her, his expression one of innocent surprise. "Senior Sister! I didn't even realize you were following me."

Lan Meiyu smiled, stepping closer, her body leaning just enough to press against him, her eyes half-lidded with intent. "Of course I was following you," she whispered, her fingers trailing lightly down his arm. "You're so clever. You seem to know exactly how to navigate this labyrinth."

Su Xiaobai felt her warmth against him, her scent intoxicating. But inside, he was laughing. 'Trying to seduce me into guiding you through this? Pathetic.'

She pouted slightly, her lips parting as her voice dropped to a more sultry tone. "You wouldn't let poor little me get lost, would you? We'd be so much stronger together, don't you think?" Her body leaned into him, her chest brushing lightly against his arm as her fingers curled around his wrist.

Su Xiaobai kept his expression innocent, though his mind was swimming in dark amusement. 'Stronger together? Oh, I'll let you think you've won, little bitch.'

Feigning naivety, he nodded slowly. "You're right, Senior Sister. It's dangerous to be alone. We should stick together." His voice was soft, almost shy, as if he hadn't a clue of her true intentions.

"!"

Lan Meiyu's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, and she took another step closer, pressing her body fully against his side now, her lips curling into a smile. "I knew you'd understand," she purred, her fingers now tracing lazy circles on his chest. "We'll get through this… together."

'Oh, we'll get through something, all right.'

As they walked, Su Xiaobai guided her deeper into the labyrinth, his steps deliberate as they neared a particularly nasty slow-time zone.

He made sure to stay just outside the boundary, all the while pointing forward. "There's a shortcut just up ahead. We'll avoid all the dangerous spots if we take this route."

Lan Meiyu, too confident in her manipulation, stepped forward without hesitation. The moment her foot crossed the boundary, the slow-time zone gripped her, pulling her into a sluggish crawl.

Her body, which had moved with such seductive grace moments ago, now bent awkwardly as the time distortion took hold.

Bam!

Her chest was still pressed forward, her back arched in a way that would've been enticing—if she hadn't been frozen like a dog, stuck halfway through a provocative pose.

"Wha…what…is… this…?" she groaned, her movements painfully slow, her once seductive smile now a frozen mask of frustration.

Su Xiaobai kept his expression innocent, but inside, a wicked grin danced. "Oh no, Senior Sister! It looks like you've walked into a slow-time zone. I didn't notice it in time. How careless of me."

Lan Meiyu's eyes flashed with rage, though it took several agonizing moments for her expression to shift. "You… did… this… on… purpose!"

Su Xiaobai couldn't hold back the smirk now. "I would never, Senior Sister!" he said sweetly. "But… you should probably stay put while I find a way out. Don't want you stuck here forever."

Her body strained to move, but at this speed, she was utterly helpless. Her back remained arched, her posture frozen in a humiliating display, her once graceful form now a twisted, contorted image of failure. Su Xiaobai let his eyes linger, savoring the sight for a moment longer.

"Well, good luck, Senior Sister," he said, turning with a wave. "I'm sure someone will come along eventually. Maybe."

As he walked away, he let out a dark, quiet chuckle, his lips curling into a sinister smile.

"Aa... hh... I... was... tricked..."

At that very moment, a sudden, firm grip seized her from behind.

"Wha...!?" Her voice trembled, a gasp escaping her lips as the unseen hand tore through her garments, exposing her flesh to the cool air.

"!"

"B-B....as...tar...d..." Her words were laced with venom, her teeth grinding as her face flushed a deep crimson, equal parts anger and humiliation.

Su Xiaobai's eyes darkened with intent, drawn irresistibly to the soft, supple flesh now laid bare before him.

His hands moved with an almost primal impulse, grasping and squeezing, his palm delivering a sharp slap that echoed in the quiet air.

Pakh! Pakh! Pakh!

For too long, he had been the one trampled underfoot—exploited whenever he was weak. Always at the mercy of others.

But now, as she knelt before him, powerless and vulnerable, a dark satisfaction brewed within him.

His mind clouded with wicked thoughts, and his hands acted of their own accord, exploring the warmth of her trembling body. His fingers dug deeper into the softness, the heat of her flesh kindling an almost unbearable urge within him.

"Mmm... ghhh..."

Lan Meiyu's face burned with shame and fury, her fists trembling as if trying to break free from invisible chains. Had it not been for this cursed temporal trap, she would have ended him without hesitation.

But why wasn't he affected by it?

"Aa... aa... aa..." Her breath came in ragged gasps, her mind clouded in confusion and helpless frustration, as his fingers pressed against her most sensitive spot. He teased her mercilessly, rubbing slow, maddening circles that sent a wave of heat rushing through her, igniting her shame and fury.

His other hand slid up her back, cold fingers slipping beneath her robe, finding their way to her shoulders. With one swift motion, he gripped her breasts, his palms pressing into her soft flesh, his fingertips flicking across her delicate, heavenly nipples.

"Aaah... I must say, they're even more magnificent than I imagined!" Su Xiaobai's voice was thick with lust, his hands eager in the sensation.

Her body felt almost unreal beneath his grasp, a perfect blend of softness and warmth, and he couldn't help but knead and rub even harder.

Su Xiaobai was ready to leave, but a voice echoed in the depths of his mind: Just like this?

A bitter truth followed—whether he touched her or not, Lan Meiyu would still kill him the moment she regained her strength.

The cultivation world was ruthless; even the smallest grudge was repaid in blood. He wasn't of her sect, and by trapping her within the temporal formation, they had already become mortal enemies.

The sin was already committed—why hesitate to fully embrace it and become a 'Sinner'?

His heart pounded as his hands moved with unsettling calm, unfastening his belt.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, and he gulped involuntarily, his gaze lingering on her beautiful and sexy back.

In the sea of his consciousness, the seed of lust pulsed with an unnatural glow, spreading its roots deeper like a dark, twisted tree feeding on his desires.

Pakh!

"Ahh...!" Lan Meiyu let out a sharp cry as the belt lashed across her bare back, her body recoiling from the pain, but she was trapped—helpless.

Pakh!

Pakh!

Pakh!

The strikes fell relentlessly, the sound of leather against skin echoing in the air.

Su Xiaobai knew he couldn't kill her—not yet. Elder Bai would instantly know who was responsible. But punishment? That was something he could savor.

*Pakh! Pakh!*

"Mmm... gghh..."

Tears welled in Lan Meiyu's eyes, her vision blurring as humiliation and rage warred within her. In her heart, she swore an unbreakable oath: he was now her sworn enemy, bound by blood and hatred. She would never forgive him.

The temporal formation slowed her movements, rendering her nearly immobile. Her legs twitched as pain wracked her body, but then Su Xiaobai noticed something that made his breath catch in disbelief.

He crouched down, his fingers sliding between her trembling thighs, feeling the unmistakable wetness.

"You... you're getting aroused by this?" he whispered, his voice a mix of shock and dark amusement.

"I... w-will... k-kill... you..." Lan Meiyu gasped, her breath coming in ragged bursts as her body betrayed her. Her face flushed a deep scarlet, burning with shame.

No one had ever touched her like this—her sacred body, a vessel of her pride and dignity—now violated and broken.

She twitched uncontrollably beneath his hands, her rage turning inward, a fire she couldn't extinguish.