17

Unlike Qin Shanying who focused on practicing Bing Xin Jue and tried to completely seal the evil thoughts in her body, Dongfang Eyue was more careful when practicing, always paying attention to the changes in her body, not missing any subtle details. 

After practicing carefully for a while, Dongfang Eyue found that this Bingxin Jue seemed to be just a method to restrain evil thoughts, and there was nothing wrong with it. 

Originally, she should be at ease, but Dongfang Eyue, who knew Lin Yilian's crazy nature better than anyone else, thought that Lin Yilian's behavior was very abnormal. 

After living in the sect for a while, one day, while Qin Shanying was practicing in seclusion in the stone chamber in the valley, Dongfang Eyue found Lin Yilian, who was facing the memory light ball in front of the study desk, writing furiously and concentrating on reproducing "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils". 

"What on earth are you planning?" Dongfang Eyue asked bluntly. 

Lin Yilian was so absorbed in writing that she didn't even bother to raise her head. She said calmly, "No one invited you here. If you're not happy here, just go back as soon as possible." 

"But why did you want to invite Qin Shanying? What do you want to do to her?" 

"Who do you think you are? Do I need to report to you?" Lin Yilian was still writing furiously, ignoring the moon in the east. 

Dongfang Eyue's eyes flashed with a sharpness, and she finally risked her life and said viciously, "Are you really going to refine Master into a furnace so that you can become a god by yourself?" 

Lin Yilian paused while writing furiously, put down her pen, raised her head, crossed her hands to support her chin, and her eyes were like cold swords piercing Dongfang Eyue. 

"How much do you know?" 

Dongfang Eyue didn't know whether it was because of fear or because the truth had been revealed, her heart was beating violently, her throat moved, and she forced herself to confront the most feared enemy in her life. 

"The form is the way, the physical is the tool. You must want to use seduction to seduce your master, who has lost his cultivation and can be manipulated by everyone, to make him degenerate and become a slave, turn him into a furnace, refine the heaven and earth, and let him help you achieve the way and become a god, right?" 

This was just an unfounded guess. Dongfang Eyue thought Lin Yilian would deny it, but she raised her lips and nodded with a fake smile, "So, I really hate you two as a couple. You always give me some tricky tricks... That's right, you guessed at least 60% right." 

"Sixty percent?" Dongfang Eyue asked hurriedly, "Then what about the remaining 40 percent?" 

"Do I need to report to you?" Lin Yilian picked up the pen and lowered her head to write the novel that Ming Jingchen loved to read. 

Dongfang Eyue looked at her focused expression and sighed with a soft heart. 

"We are all women. Although I hate you and fear you, I also understand you. If we talk about feelings, we all admit that you are the one who has the deepest feelings for Master among all of us." 

Lin Yilian, who was writing, stopped and just sat there quietly listening. 

Dongfang Eyue's eyes showed a vague look, and her jade fingers stroked the bookshelf in Lin Yilian's room. 

"I have imagined countless times that if I were you, would I dare to risk my life in that situation, commit suicide in front of my master's grave like you did, and chase him to another completely unfamiliar world." 

Dongfang Eyue lowered her head as her tone darkened. "I'm not sure, and I don't dare to think about it. If I think too much, I'm afraid I'll doubt my feelings for Master. But you did what I didn't dare to think about." 

Looking up at Lin Yilian, Dongfang Eyue said sincerely, "Since you have such a passionate love for Master, I believe you will never harm Master and let him end up in such a tragic way, right? As long as you can save Master and Hongyanjie, we can help you with anything you need!" 

Lin Yilian just sat there quietly, staring straight at the book in her hand. She was dazed for a while, shook her head slowly, and said coldly, "No need." 

Dongfang Eyue held her chest with one hand and asked anxiously, "Then at least tell us your plan and let us discuss whether it is feasible or not, okay?" 

Lin Yilian raised her lips slightly, snorted and smiled, looking up at Dongfang Eyue jokingly, "You look like this now, you don't have the bearing of the Saint of the Church of Light anymore." 

Dongfang Eyue also felt that she had been feeling restless recently and had lost her previous calmness. 

"I am worried because I am concerned." Dongfang Eyue begged almost in tears, "Sister, we both fell in love with the same man. I know you have the deepest feelings for him and have given the most. I know very well that I am not qualified to compete with you for the position of wife. Since we both want to do good for him, please tell me your true thoughts, okay?" 

After hearing her pleading words, Lin Yilian slowly put the pen between her teeth and bit it gently, her brows slightly furrowed and her expression uncertain. 

Dongfang Eyue, who has known Lin Yilian for many years and is familiar with her habits, knows that this is her reaction when she is hesitant and entangled in the face of an important decision. 

After a moment of silence, Lin Yilian's brows relaxed and she spoke slowly, "I can only tell you that you are right. I love him very much and will never hurt him, let alone sit back and watch this so-called fate and let him become a cauldron that is neither human nor ghost." 

Dongfang Eyue felt relieved when she heard this and quickly asked, "Sister, have you found a way to save Master and refine the world again to save the Beauty World?" 

Lin Yilian picked up the pen again and continued writing, saying lightly, "No comment!" 

... 

No matter how Dongfang Eyue tried to question her, Lin Yilian refused to say a word. 

Until one day, Lin Yilian woke up in the morning, with her hands behind her back, looking up at the last trace of the Wanjie Tianhen, with a gleam in her eyes, as if a butterfly was flapping its wings in her eyes. 

"It's time to get ready." Lin Yilian whispered softly, then soared into the sky and turned into a shooting star, disappearing on Penglai Island. 

These days Dongfang Eyue has been quietly waiting for the right opportunity, waiting for the day when Lin Yilian goes out. 

After she left, Dongfang Eyue used her tarot cards, which she was best at, to tell fortunes for the sake of safety, and her eyes lit up. 

"She's going on a long journey this time, and it will take at least ten days for her to return. This is a great opportunity!" 

Dongfang Eyue cast a spell to seal the area around Lin Yilian's study, and carefully broke the magic circle that Lin Yilian had set up in the room. She sneaked in with the spiritual energy wrapped around her body, and quickly searched through her bookshelf notes, trying to find her real plan. 

The art of Yin-Yang divination has a special ability to find things. Using the compass to locate directions around the room, Dongfang Eyue quickly located an inconspicuous pink notebook in the pile of contemporary novels that Lin Yilian had copied. 

Pulling out the notebook, Dongfang Eyue flipped through it carefully, her face wrinkled like a walnut, full of disdain and contempt. 

"Hey...what's going on in this perverted woman's mind all day long! How can she write so many dirty words?" 

The entire pink notebook was filled with carefully designed short erotic stories, all of which used various erotic methods to teach the boy a lesson about the female dominance complex. 

Each script is not written in detail, it can be regarded as an outline, but the character background is designed in detail, and the birth background, growth environment, and personality characteristics of the main characters, especially the male and female protagonists, are recorded in detail. 

Dongfang Eyue flipped through the scripts one by one and read quietly. 

"The high school male protagonist's stepmother and biology teacher, after his father passed away, trained the male protagonist to be immoral and degenerate into a sex slave... Tsk tsk, incest!" 

"After the handsome and talented male protagonist rejected her love, the ambitious woman turned evil and became a demon concubine. She climbed to the top step by step and usurped the throne to become the empress. She used the whole country's strength to capture the male protagonist and used a strange collar to train him into a loyal slave... Hey! Dirty!" 

"The male protagonist, a high school student, lost his parents in a car accident. His mother's sworn sister, a 36-year-old white, rich and beautiful best friend, came to adopt the male protagonist. She seduced the handsome male protagonist to dress like his mother when she was young, and trained him step by step to become a male slave in women's clothing..." 

"Oh! This is too perverted! I can't stand it!" 

After reading only three scripts, Dongfang Eyue was about to go crazy, and had a new understanding of Lin Yilian's degree of perversion. 

"Perverted woman, you are so crazy all the time. You are not worthy of being a wife!" Dongfang Eyue cursed and swore while flipping through Lin Yilian's notebook with great interest. "You might as well give me the position of wife. I'm sure I'll be more reliable than a perverted woman like you!" 

She flipped through the pages until she came to the end, where she saw three strings of bloody calligraphy. Dongfang Eyue felt a chill down her spine, and vaguely realized that this notebook was not just a little thing Lin Yilian wrote to amuse herself, and its real purpose was not as simple as she thought. 

The bloody calligraphy had three sentences in it. 

"No matter how many ups and downs there are, Brother Jing in every life will fall in love with Xiao Lian wholeheartedly and become Xiao Lian's happiest plaything!" 

"As long as that thing is accomplished, Brother Jing will never be able to leave Xiao Lian, no matter how many times he reincarnates!" 

"Brother Jing, I'm sure you will like the gift Xiaolian prepared! Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" 

Dongfang Eyue's body was covered with goose bumps, and she was trembling as she thought to herself, "Could this be the script that crazy woman arranged for Master in every life? Could it be that after she becomes a god, she wants to control Master in every life and every reincarnation, so that he will never be able to escape her manipulation!" 

"Too crazy! Too scary! How can there be such a scary woman in the world!" Dongfang Eyue hugged her chest and trembled in fear, "At most, I just wanted to eat Master, and never thought of controlling Master's life. Lin Yilian, how twisted is your lust for Master that you would think of such a perverted thing!" 

Taking a few breaths to calm her shaken heart, Dongfang Eyue closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them again and clenched her little pink fists to cheer herself up. 

"Now that we have discovered the filthy and perverted heart of this crazy woman, it means there is still a chance to save Master! The most important thing now is to find out her true plan!" 

After reading the sick female reincarnation script that Lin Yilian designed for Ming Jingchen, Dongfang Eyue turned her gaze back to the compass and searched around the room until she found the second suspicious thing under the cabinet. 

Three yellowed sheepskin scrolls stacked together. 

Pulling out the scroll and opening it, the first page shows a sun and moon pattern surrounded by a six-pointed star. The totem representing the sun is on the top, with the word "Tao" engraved on it. The totem representing the moon is on the bottom, with the word "Qi" engraved on it. 

The next line of words read, "The form above is the way, the form below is the instrument. Qian Yang Kun Yin, the right principle of heaven and earth." 

Dongfang Eyue continued to flip through the pages, and on the second page she saw a huge balance standing in the vast sea of ​​clouds. Behind the balance stood a huge stone tablet, densely covered with strange characters, and at the bottom of the scroll was a line of words. 

"The law of nature is conserved, and exchange is equal." 

Dongfang Eyue tilted her head like a confused little fox, not quite understanding the meaning of the scale pattern, so she continued to flip through the pages. Just as she was about to turn to the third page, she felt the scroll was turning slower and slower, and her hands were also slowing down, almost freezing. 

A strong sense of shock and fear erupted from within her heart. Dongfang Eyue raised her head slowly and with difficulty, and found that the surrounding scenery had turned black and white, and the pages of the book that had been blown by the wind were frozen in the air. 

At this moment, the gentle voice behind me was so creepy. 

"Junior sister, you are not a good boy. How can you just walk into someone's house and rummage through their things?" 

Dongfang Eyue really couldn't understand. She had clearly divined that Lin Yilian was going on a long journey and would be gone for at least ten days, so there was no danger in her coming to her room to investigate. 

But why did Lin Yilian suddenly show up, and why did the Yin-Yang magic that he had relied on for thousands of years become ineffective? 

Lin Yilian stepped forward lightly and said softly, "Junior sister, you must be wondering why your Yin-Yang divination is ineffective, right?" 

Dongfang Eyue glanced to the side, revealing a trace of confusion in the desperate look she cast at Lin Yilian. She forced her spiritual energy to move her lips with difficulty in Lin Yilian's time-stopping barrier. 

"tell me--" 

Lin Yilian leaned down, leaned close to Dongfang Eyue's ear, and breathed softly into her ear, saying in a soft and gentle voice, "Divination is only accurate when no one interferes. If someone interferes, it will not be accurate." 

"You used the tarot cards that you are best at to predict my trip, right?" Lin Yilian took out a deck of tarot cards from her waist, floated in front of Dongfang Eyue, and demonstrated with a smile. 

"First, shuffle the Mahjong deck once, then draw and shuffle three times, shuffle the poker deck three times, and shuffle it upside down five times. Then, take the two, five, seven, twelve, and fifteen and insert them upside down into the four, three, eight, ten, and thirteen positions. Then, shuffle the Mahjong deck once again, and draw and shuffle it five times..." 

Lin Yilian demonstrated while laughing, accurately reproducing every step of Dongfang Eyue's divination shuffling. Every time she accurately said a step, Dongfang Eyue felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire and her heart of Taoism collapsed. 

After some operations, Lin Yilian smiled and showed the tarot cards to Dongfang Eyue. 

Whether it was the order or the front and back of each card, it was exactly the same as what Dongfang Eyue had shuffled before. 

Lin Yilian took out the three cards of Justice, Sun, and Chariot from the Big Karna and placed them in front of Dongfang Eyue in order. She smiled softly and said, "Junior sister, are these the three cards? It was these three cards that prompted you to come to my room to investigate today, right?" 

Sweat slowly seeped out of Dongfang Eyue's forehead, and her pupils, which reflected the three-tent tarot cards, were empty and almost scattered. Her body, which couldn't even tremble, was just like when she was a child. She was too afraid of Lin Yilian, and her smelly juice dripped out at an extremely slow speed, wetting the holy red skirt of the witch bit by bit. 

The Yin-Yang divination technique that he was so proud of all his life was just crushed to pieces by Lin Yilian. In her eyes, all his efforts were just like an ant crawling on her hand, and she could kill him with just a slight pinch. 

Despair, fear, and a broken heart caused Dongfang Eyue's will to completely collapse, and tears flowed from her empty, numb, lifeless eyes. 

Now, she no longer had any thoughts of disobeying the most powerful woman in the world of beauties, the Supreme Beauty Lin Yilian. She only wanted to kneel down under her, begging her with tears in her eyes to spare her, and willing to be her slave from now on and never dare to resist again. 

He opened his mouth with difficulty to beg for mercy, but Lin Yilian smiled contemptuously, and with his five fingers of his left hand, he dug fiercely, piercing Dongfang Eyue's heart. 

"Junior sister, I gave you many chances, but you didn't cherish them." 

Lin Yilian raised her eyebrows, and held the fragment of Dongfang Eyue's heart in her bloody left hand, rubbing it back and forth, and said in a gentle and slow voice, "If you kowtow to me on the first day you see me, accept me as your mistress, and obey my orders, I don't mind taking a maid for my brother Jing." 

"But you are too greedy." 

Lin Yilian's indifferent look gradually turned into a sinister and vicious one. 

"You want to be my equal, you want to replace me, right?" 

"Have you boasted to other junior sisters that you are Brother Jing's first disciple in the true sense of the word, and that he should love and respect you the most, not me, a crazy woman who has been chasing after him from the real world, right?" 

With her heart pierced and her life force fading away, she knew that any plea for mercy would be in vain. Dongfang Eyue glanced at the corner of the third scroll with difficulty. 

What can be seen from the top is Yandang Mountain in the southeast corner of the Hongyan Realm. There is a circle on Yandang Mountain, with two straight blood lines extending 60 degrees apart, and a blood word written in the circle. 

"Shan". 

With a "swish" sound, Lin Yilian retracted her bloody hand, stood up, looked down at the fairy-like white clothes splattered with blood, frowned and shouted in dissatisfaction. 

"Look at you, your blood is all over my beautiful clothes! There's also your smelly juice on the floor, I have to mop the floor later, it's so dirty!" 

Dongfang Eyue's heart was pierced, and her body was in an extremely dying state. She held on to her last breath and crawled towards the door of the room with difficulty. She stretched out her bloody hand towards the faint light outside the door and towards Ming Jingchen who had a horrified look on his face, crying and shouting with tears streaming down her face. 

"Master...save me...Shanshan...run...Master sister...is crazy..." 

"Oh, I almost forgot something." Lin Yilian took out a handkerchief from her bosom and shook it, carefully wiping the blood stains on her hands. She bent over and grabbed Dongfang Eyue by the back of her neck, lifted her up, and whispered a few words in her ear. 

Dongfang Eyue's bloody right arm dropped, her face was dazed, and her crying stopped abruptly. 

While she was in a trance, Lin Yilian reached out her right hand to grab the air above her head. 

I saw a vague and illusory spirit being caught by Lin Yilian, and she cut open the void with her left hand and threw it in. 

Dongfang Eyue's eyes were completely empty and her body was motionless as if it had become an empty shell. 

At this moment, the surrounding scenery was also constantly broken and dimming. It was obvious that with the death of Dongfang Eyue, this group of memory light was about to come to an end. 

When the ball of light finally disappeared, a terrifying roar came from behind the door, from behind the illusory shadow Ming Jingchen. 

"Second Senior Sister!!!" 

Ming Jingchen looked back and finally saw Qin Shanying crying with tears in her eyes. 

With a "click" sound like a TV screen being turned off, Ming Jingchen suddenly woke up from the illusion and sat up from Dongfang Eyue's bed. The sweat on his forehead and back poured out like a tide, soaking his clothes. 

"Yilian is crazy! Completely crazy!" 

"She killed Eyue and Shanying!" 

"Is it because she was originally a lunatic, or did she become a lunatic after her cultivation level was raised to a higher level and she became a demon?" 

"Oh my god! How could this happen!" Ming Jingchen held his head and scratched it desperately in pain, "What should I do?" 

After a brief moment of panic, Ming Jingchen quickly calmed down. 

He knew very well that things had not yet reached the final stage, and he should still have a chance to save the situation. As long as he did not give up, did not compromise, and remained steadfast in his belief in saving everyone. 

After calming down, Ming Jingchen cleaned up the house and confirmed that there was no more information left. He walked out of the house and went to the forest to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed, carefully recalling the large amount of information fragments left in the memory light ball by Dongfang Eyue. 

"The devilish lust of attachment must be to trap me in her hands for eternity and to train and play with me. No matter how I reincarnate, I can't escape from her palm." 

Ming Jingchen drew a circle on the ground with a branch and wrote a "fruit" inside it. He analyzed to himself, "Suppose I am Lin Yilian. If I want to achieve this fruit, I must lay several causes. The first one to achieve is to become a god." 

Ming Jingchen drew a line diagonally downward from the circle corresponding to "果", drew another circle at the other end of the line, and filled in the first character of "神". 

He pinched his chin and frowned, repeatedly recalling every detail of Lin Yilian's movements and expressions. 

"If I want to achieve this result, I definitely cannot become a furnace. Becoming a furnace will be the cornerstone of the new world, and she can't throw me into the reincarnation and play with me at will." 

"Secondly, she expressed to Dongfang Eyue that she had deep feelings for me and would not use me as a furnace. Combined with the fact that she took the initiative to commit suicide to chase me, it can be fully proved that completely controlling me and not letting my existence dissipate is a necessary condition." 

Ming Jingchen drew a vertical line down from the word "果", drew a circle, and filled it with the word "掌". 

Moving the branch to the circle corresponding to "God", Ming Jingchen drew several circles next to the circle like launching satellites, and wrote the three words "Lian", "Dao", and "Qi" in order. 

"But the conditions for becoming a god are to refine the heaven and earth and build a pattern of 'Tao' and 'Qi'. After obtaining the Tao and becoming a god, the attachment also requires a new world supported by 'Qi' as a stage for her to play." 

Draw a line diagonally downward from the character "果", draw a bigger circle at the end of the line, and fill in the character "界". 

"The law of nature is to be conserved. If you gain, you must lose. Since I am worse than hell, someone must go to hell for me." 

Ming Jingchen recalled that Lin Yilian went completely crazy at the end, ruthlessly attacked Dongfang Eyue and took away her soul before she died completely. 

Thinking of the third parchment scroll, the six-pointed star array of the beautiful mountains, rivers and land, and the word "Shan" on Yandang Mountain in the southeast corner of the earth, Ming Jingchen sighed and drew a simple six-pointed star around the word "Jie". 

"She knows my character too well. She must have tricked me into thinking that she chose option one. In fact, she had already planned it out long ago. She wanted to use her six junior sisters to refine the cauldron that would carry the new world." 

From the result, Ming Jingchen reversed the necessary and sufficient conditions to reach the result. Looking at the mind map in front of him, the result was very clear. 

"Yilian wants to refine the heaven and earth at the lowest cost, and take me to a new world after becoming a god, and play me in his hands for life after life." 

"Her best plan is undoubtedly to refine and forge the six junior sisters who she is most jealous of and hostile to into a furnace." 

"Once the six of them become furnaces, they will be wiped out from existence and become pillars of the new world, never to be reincarnated again. At that time, all I can really say is, 'My poor disciples'..." 

Glancing in the direction outside Penglai Island, Ming Jingchen recalled the situation when he first returned to the Beauty Realm. 

"When I returned, it wasn't that she didn't want to save me, but she really couldn't. In order to refine and absorb the cultivation in the bodies of the second and third brothers and fully improve her strength from the ninth level to the Heavenly Emperor level, she must have been in seclusion to practice. It wasn't until more than a year after I fell into Shiyin's hands that she came out of seclusion to snatch me away after she had practiced to perfection." 

"She went out these days, and every time she came home exhausted and sweaty, when she played SM games with me and trained me, her feet were covered with thick sweat. It must not be because her strength had reached the Heavenly Emperor Realm and she jumped into space. It must be because she and several other disciples had a fierce fight outside, and then she refined these disciples one by one without telling me, and collected their souls as the basic elements for forging the furnace." 

Now the general explanation is very clear, but there are still a few doubts that cannot be explained. 

"What is that Yunhai Tianping? What did Yilian say to Eyue at the end that made Eyue so confused and gave up the will to live in an instant?" 

After removing the clothes to reveal the patterns on his chest and abdomen, Ming Jingchen frowned and looked distressed. 

"Why does this pattern seem to be different from the one in E Yue's memory? Mine is the sun as the instrument below, and the moon as the way above. But what she saw was the moon as the instrument below, and the sun as the way above. Could it be that Yilian improved this mysterious formation to satisfy her wish to reverse yin and yang, so it became what it is now?" 

After thinking it over and over again, Ming Jingchen couldn't figure it out. He sighed, straightened his clothes and thought to himself, "The only possibility is to see if we can find the place where Yilian imprisoned Eyue's soul and ask her face to face what Yilian said to her in the end that made her so shaken." 

Watching the rosy sky as the afternoon was about to turn into evening, Ming Jingchen estimated that Lin Yilian would be back soon, so he stood up, straightened his clothes, and headed to the kitchen. Just like the day he went to Qin Shanying's room to investigate, he cooked a dish with a stronger smell to cover up the smell that he had picked up in Dongfang Eyue's room. 

After washing and preparing the vegetables, the oily and spicy Xiangyang beef noodles were cooked in the pot. The steam from the pot wafted around the kitchen and soon overwhelmed the light fragrance of the body. 

While cooking spicy noodle soup, I heard hurried footsteps behind me. It must be Lin Yilian coming back. 

Ming Jingchen turned around to show some concern, but just as he turned his head, Lin Yilian, whose breath was fluctuating, hugged him forcefully from behind, pinched Ming Jingchen's chin and twisted it to the side. 

Her lips, which were darker red than usual, thrust out a kiss towards Ming Jingchen's mouth as he was about to speak, and she licked and sucked wildly between his lips and teeth like a nympho. 

When Lin Yilian was in high spirits, she bit Ming Jingchen hard, but after biting, she felt that it was too hard, so she licked him gently to relieve the pain on his lips. But after licking him gently for a while, she felt that it was not enough, so she bit him hard again. After repeating this process, Ming Jingchen did not know whether he should feel happy or in pain. 

The painful and pleasurable biting and kissing made Ming Jingchen's cock hard and uncontrollably hard. Lin Yilian was focused on biting and kissing him from behind, while her left hand with dark-colored sharp nails slowly moved down, pushed aside the hem of Ming Jingchen's clothes, reached into his pants, and grasped Ming Jingchen's hard cock with a fierce grip, stroking it lightly, sometimes hard, sometimes gentle, sometimes frantically. 

At this moment, his right hand was also dishonest, and he reached in along Ming Jingchen's collar, pushed aside the heavy clothes, and used his sharp nails to dig into Ming Jingchen's nipples, pinching and pulling, and pinching them. 

Intense pain and intense pleasure, coming from the passionate kissing lips and tongues, the tortured nipples, and the caressing penis, rippled through Ming Jingchen's body, blurring the boundaries between pain and pleasure. He vaguely felt that pain seemed to be a different and more stimulating pleasure, just like the stimulation of eating chili peppers. 

The masochistic desire in his heart, which was imposed on him by the violent Lin Yilian, continued to rise, but his mind was rational and clear. Ming Jingchen clearly felt that something was wrong with Lin Yilian today. 

In other words, ever since returning to Penglai Island, Ming Jingchen could vaguely feel that Lin Yilian was evolving in a wrong direction every day. 

Ming Jingchen still remembers the first day he returned to the island. After Lin Yilian heard that he was willing to sacrifice himself as a furnace and injected the six-pointed yin-yang symbol into his body, the two of them entered a sweet period of courtesy and kindness, just like pure lovers. 

After playing the game carefully prepared by Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen was deeply moved and gradually opened his heart and regained his personality. He took the initiative to invite her and the two had their first room together. From then on, things got out of control. 

At the very beginning, Lin Yilian was like a pure and innocent little sister, and Ming Jingchen felt like he was back in the real world, getting along with the "little sister Lian" back then. 

The beauty of intercourse was like a dream. Ming Jingchen dreamed that Lin Yilian recovered her health, and that she and he had grown up and were admitted to the same university, becoming senior and junior students. They became lovers in the university and had their first immature intercourse in a small hotel near the university. 

Unexpectedly, the innocent Lin Yilian would change slightly every time she came back from going out. 

Day after day, her desire became stronger and more erotic, from passively seeking sex to actively seeking sex, the scale gradually increased, and she actively sought more exciting experiences. 

From the beginning, she was shy and cautious, opened her legs and whispered, "Brother Jing, Xiao Lian is willing to give everything for you, please be gentle." 

Later, when the two of them were walking in the woods, Lin Yilian intentionally or unintentionally placed her slender fingers and white, tender and tight legs between his legs to tease and stimulate him, arousing his sexual desire and making love with her in the wild. 

Then she accepted the 69 position play, while sucking her penis, Lin Yilian took the initiative to put her labia and clitoris to her lips and tongue, indicating that she would lick and serve. 

Then, like an unsatisfied beautiful woman, she embraced me in her arms, buried my face between her breasts, clamped her legs tightly around my waist, and accompanied me with her busy thrusting and screaming, occasionally saying something like "don't stop", "faster", "harder", "don't cum", "rest for five minutes and do it again", etc. 

Until a few days ago, when she took the initiative to play SM sex games, Ming Jingchen felt that something was wrong with Lin Yilian. 

"Could it be that she absorbed and refined too much of the disciples' cultivation, gradually degenerating into a demon, and then gradually becoming that extremely evil and demonic quasi-god?" 

Ming Jingchen opened his eyes and looked carefully at Lin Yilian's current appearance. 

At this time, Lin Yilian, in just four months, had grown taller and slender. She was originally a little smaller and shorter than Ming Jingchen, but now she was half a head taller than Ming Jingchen. 

The original distant mountain-like dark eyebrows and clear autumn water eyes also changed at this time. There was a sharp tip in the eyebrows, and the corners of the eyes were slightly elongated and upturned, somewhat like foxy phoenix eyes. The pupils also changed from clear black eyes to lustful dark red eyes. 

The most obvious thing is the lips, which were originally a soft and soft cherry color, but now turned dark red, or even black red, as if they were painted with aggressive and queen-style lipstick. 

With the help of the light, Ming Jingchen also discovered that her ethereal, black and shiny hair that was like a waterfall had faded in color and seemed to be a little mottled, with many obvious silver hairs. 

The worst thing was that her sharp nails became sharper and longer, covered with a layer of dark nail polish, scratching Ming Jingchen's body, which was both pleasurable and painful, forcing Ming Jingchen's masochistic desire to rise step by step. 

"Yes, she must have transformed into a quasi-god, which would change her appearance and temperament, and that's why she changed like this." 

Ming Jingchen silently felt her playing with him like a sex toy, violently playing with him, causing him pain and pleasure, with an intoxicated look on his face and thinking to himself. 

"Right now, I am being toyed with by a hungry tigress who could go crazy at any moment. She only needs to think about it to make me die the quickest possible death." 

"But in order to find the most perfect ending and save everyone, I had to serve the tiger, soothe her increasingly evil heart, and serve as the last safety bolt for her humanity." 

As he thought about this, somehow, the fear of death that was still in his chest disappeared completely, and his penis became more excited and energetic, bouncing as if actively seeking pleasure, longing for the gradually corrupted witch behind him to bestow more intense pain and pleasure. 

Ming Jingchen moved his mouth away and whispered with concern, "What's wrong with you?" 

Lin Yilian panted a few times, frowned and shook her head, looking a little struggling, "It's just... I just miss Master very much... I want to be very close to Master... Did I hurt Master? I feel very sorry..." 

Ming Jingchen turned around and put his arms around Lin Yilian's neck, saying seriously and affectionately, "I am just a useless master. No matter how you treat me, I will treat you well. You can play with me and abuse me in any way you want, but I only hope you will agree to one thing." 

"What's up?" 

Ming Jingchen tightly embraced Lin Yilian's neck, took a deep breath and said seriously, "All evil thoughts and resentments are focused on Master alone. All sufferings are borne by Master alone. You must never hurt anyone else." 

"You said that again!" Lin Yilian frowned, looking unhappy, and her expression became dignified and sharp, "Master! You said that! Please forgive me for my apology!" 

Lin Yilian opened her mouth, unable to control the demonic sadistic desire in her chest any longer, and bit Ming Jingchen's lips fiercely. This time, she bit Ming Jingchen's lips so hard that she broke them directly, causing blood to flow out. 

Facing the bleeding wound, Lin Yilian's face flushed like a blooming peach blossom, and she sucked it like crazy, as if she was sucking the sweetest honey in the world. 

Ming Jingchen silently felt the pain on his lips, as well as the pleasure of having his lips repeatedly teased and sucked by the enchanting fairy's soft and fragrant tongue. 

Pain and pleasure overlapped, Ming Jingchen completely eliminated the boundary between pain and pleasure, his body catered to the trembling Lin Yilian, his penis was pinched and pulled hard by her, it seemed a little painful, but he worked hard to cooperate with her fierce play and actively thrust. 

Lin Yilian could no longer hold back the demonic lust in her heart, and she raised her hand to stir up a strong wind, extinguishing the fire in the stove. She carried Ming Jingchen out of the kitchen like she was carrying her beloved wife, and hurried back to the room, stripped off her clothes, and made love passionately. 

After an unknown amount of time of intimacy, when Lin Yilian had had enough, her evil nature had subsided a little, and she gradually regained consciousness. She saw the miserable Ming Jingchen beneath her, and her pupils dilated and her body trembled with shock. 

Ming Jingchen was lying naked on the bed, his penis almost swollen from being squeezed, and Lin Yilian used her sharp nails to control the perineum, not allowing ejaculation or softening, acting as a masturbation stick for her to have orgasms again and again, and at this moment, it was still inserted in her vagina and pumped hard to serve her. 

The handsome boy had a muscular body with white skin and tender muscles, and there were bloody scratches from his nails, which were very dazzling in the moonlight. 

There were teeth marks and bite marks of varying degrees on the neck and lips, which seemed to have been sucked to stop bleeding, leaving only white and peeling wounds. 

His face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, and his pupils were hollow and lifeless, as if he had gone through a brutal torture of both body and mind. 

Looking at Ming Jingchen who was being toyed with so miserably by her, Lin Yilian quickly got off him and hugged Ming Jingchen between her now extremely plump breasts, sobbing and confessing. 

"I'm sorry, Master... I'm sorry, Master... I don't want to treat you like this... But I can't control myself! I can't control myself at all!" 

Ming Jingchen was tortured and toyed with until his consciousness almost collapsed. He gradually recovered and reached out his hand to touch Lin Yilian's head lovingly, and kept repeating that sentence. 

"I am just a useless master." 

Over the next eight months, Ming Jingchen's daily suffering became increasingly severe. 

Whenever Lin Yilian came back in the evening, what was waiting for him would be a violent storm, like sexual torture. 

But every time after the sexual torture, Lin Yilian released her evil nature and regained some consciousness, she would hug Ming Jingchen and cry bitterly, feeling extremely guilty and using her internal energy to heal him. 

Facing his beloved disciple who was struggling like this, Ming Jingchen comforted him softly, "I am just a useless master. No matter how you treat me, I still love you." 

Lin Yilian's hair had mostly turned silver, and tears oozed from the corners of her eyes with her foxy eyeliner. She gently stroked Ming Jingchen's back with her slender dark-black pointed nails, helping him heal the skin on his back that was torn apart by her long whip. 

Lowering her sharp eyebrows, she said in a low and sad voice, "Disciple is worried that if this continues, Master's mortal body will not be able to bear it." 

"This is also my battle." Ming Jingchen lay quietly on the bed, tilted his head and smiled, with a hint of unrestrainedness in his smile, "I have fought on the battlefield without a single defeat, and I can still hold on." 

After treating the injury, Lin Yilian slowly leaned down, her tall and slender body completely wrapped around Ming Jingchen from behind, her chin resting on the top of Ming Jingchen's head, and she sighed in a magnetic and deep voice, "Alas... Master..." 

The two of them just sat on the bed in the moonlight, like two people who couldn't see the direction in the dark abyss, holding hands and walking through the black fog with difficulty. 

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye. The heat is rising and the chirping of insects can be heard. 

Insects chirped outside the house, and the two people in the house fell into silence for a whole stick of incense. Then Ming Jingchen finally mustered up the courage to throw out the idea that had been brewing in his mind for a long time. 

"The day when I become a furnace is getting closer and closer." Ming Jingchen sighed with a little sadness, "But I have a wish that I would like you to fulfill." 

"What wish?" 

"You may be unhappy to hear this, but this is my last wish. I will never cause you any trouble. As long as you agree to it, I can go on my journey with peace of mind." 

Ming Jingchen raised his head and looked at Lin Yilian, who was now two meters tall and had completely transformed into a demonic queen, with a loving gaze. He pleaded pitifully, "Can you please promise me first?" 

Lin Yilian looked calm and proud. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "You tell me first. I need to judge whether it will interfere with the plan." 

"But I..." 

"explain!" 

Lin Yilian ordered majestically, interrupting Ming Jingchen's explanation. 

Ming Jingchen sighed softly and said sincerely, "I haven't seen Eyue and Shanying since I came back, and I don't know if they are safe. I want to meet them and reminisce about the past. As long as I know that they are safe, I can go on my journey with peace of mind." 

Lin Yilian sneered, "Reminiscing about the past? Could it be that Master has been intimate with so many junior sisters, but has not been intimate with the two of them, and cannot make up for the seven disciples' intercourse, so he is unwilling to leave with peace of mind?" 

Ming Jingchen closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said frankly, "Yes! I am such a lewd and obscene master! No matter how you torture me or even kill me, my thoughts will not change at all." 

Lin Yilian's aura surged, and eleven spiritual fibers burst out from her body and transformed into tentacles, attacking all parts of Ming Jingchen's body, whose injuries had just been repaired. 

The five spiritual tentacles tightly wrapped around Ming Jingchen's hands, legs and neck like giant pythons. If they used too much force, they would break his hands, legs and neck, and then tear him into pieces. 

Two suction cup-like tentacles sucked towards Ming Jingchen's chest, biting and sucking on her nipples. 

Three slender tentacles attacked Ming Jingchen's penis and testicles. One of them completely wrapped around the erect penis like a coil, another one clamped the testicle bag tightly, as if to crush the testicles, and the third one was inserted into the urethra of the erect penis, directly drilling and stimulating Ming Jingchen's urethra and prostate. 

The last thick spiritual fiber poured in from the back like a giant python, and poured into Ming Jingchen's internal organs along the intestines, wriggling and stirring non-stop. 

Any one of the eleven deadly tentacles entwined on his body could cause Ming Jingchen to become disabled or even die. 

The demonized Lin Yilian held Mingjingchen in front of her chest and tortured her with her spiritual tentacles. The vicious demon woman's voice echoed in her ears, "Master, are you sure you still want to see those two bitches?" 

Perhaps it was the repeated torture and training between life and death that made Ming Jingchen completely confuse fear and pleasure, and degenerated into a masochistic sex slave who felt a strong pleasure from being tortured. 

Or maybe it was to protect the last bit of faith and hope in his heart, and he was eager to get the most complete information from the two of them and find the key to breaking the deadlock. 

Facing the restraint, torture and death danger of the spiritual tentacles, Ming Jingchen's mouth oozes saliva and his tongue droops, his eyes roll up and he struggles to shout, "Yi Lian... I will never regret what I promised... I will definitely devote everything to you... I only ask you to let me see them..." 

The spiritual tentacles gradually tightened, and the force of torture was also increasing. Before Ming Jingchen was almost played to death, his lower body "popped" like a fountain, and despite the obstruction of the spiritual fiber in the horse's eye, the essence of Yang rushed up to the sky. 

After the intense pleasure of being tortured, Ming Jingchen's eyes blurred and he was about to faint. Lin Yilian finally softened her heart and let go of Ling Xian, hugged him into her arms, and pressed her dark thin lips against Ming Jingchen's mouth to give him artificial respiration. 

"Okay, I agree. Let me prepare." 

The next morning, Lin Yilian left Penglai Island again. Ming Jingchen continued his daily running and sword practice. While practicing sword practice, he searched for clues everywhere, trying to find any traces. 

In the past six months, Ming Jingchen had searched every inch of grass and trees on the island, except for the study room that Lin Yilian had placed many restrictions on and strictly prohibited him from entering. This was also the place where Dongfang Eyue died while looking through the information. 

But today, Ming Jingchen spent more than half a year and finally secretly collected materials and made something. He could try to break the ban and sneak in to find out what was going on. 

These days, Ming Jingchen has been carefully collecting Lin Yilian's black and silver hair every day. He finally collected enough and made a hair man. 

At this moment, Ming Jingchen took out the little man he had prepared for a long time from his arms, took a deep breath, and put his life on the line, pressing the little man against the weak point of the restriction. 

The moment the villain touched the blind spot, the spiritual light flickered twice, then slowly dimmed. With a creak, the door opened, revealing an airtight, dark study room with a rather eerie atmosphere. 

The study was dangerous, so Ming Jingchen didn't dare to stay there for too long, nor did he dare to look around so that Lin Yilian would notice. He just looked through the pink notebook based on Dongfang Eyue's memories, which was the "reincarnation script" designed by Lin Yilian for herself. 

Just flipping through a few pages made Ming Jingchen's face flush, his mouth dry, his head steaming, and his lower body stiff and hard. 

"Yilian's condition is really serious, she's playing so hard..." Ming Jingchen didn't have time to appreciate it carefully, and quickly flipped through the pages until he reached the last page, and indeed saw the bloody words in the light ball of Dongfang Eyue's memory. 

"This notebook is indeed the product of my attachment to the devil, designing my life path for each life." 

After carefully restoring the notebook to its original state, Ming Jingchen went straight to the parchment drawings under the cabinet and quickly flipped through the first and second pages. They were indeed consistent with what he saw in the memory light ball. 

Before turning to the third page, Ming Jingchen was not in a hurry. He turned the drawing upside down and turned his back to himself. He took out a simple periscope that he had prepared in advance, inserted it into the gap between the drawings, and used the periscope to look. 

This was the trick that Ming Jingchen used most often to skip the book restrictions when he was traveling. Many book restrictions have triggering conditions, such as opening the book with the front facing you, which will trigger it. 

Ming Jingchen's favorite method is to turn it upside down and use a periscope to look inside. Although it's awkward, it's safe. 

I used the periscope to look through it bit by bit, and pieced the pieces of the pattern together in my mind. A majestic and imposing Heaven-Refining and Earth-Transforming Formation that spanned the vast land of Hongyan appeared before my eyes.