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Li Yunyan watched his awkward back, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. She let out a soft laugh, the sound like silver bells echoing in the quiet wooden cabin, carrying an indescribable allure.
With her blood-stained fingers, she gently played with her disheveled hair, revealing an exquisite face.
"Young Master, your axe... is quite special," she suddenly spoke, her voice no longer weak but laced with curiosity.
Meng Hao's heart tightened as he turned around, watching her warily.
"How do you know?" he instinctively tightened his grip on the Heavenly Axe at his waist.
Li Yunyan's gaze fell on the Heavenly Axe, her eyes shimmering with complex emotions.
"I once heard an elder from the Underworld mention that there are seven divine weapons in this world, each containing the power to destroy the heavens and alter the properties of space, affecting how people enter and leave. One of them is called the Heavenly Axe; it is said to be able to sever all illusions and even reverse time."
Her voice was soft, as if recounting an ancient legend, but every word felt like a feather gently brushing against Meng Hao's heartstrings.
"Are you... from the Underworld?" Meng Hao's wariness deepened; the Underworld had a notorious reputation in the martial world, known for its ambiguous morality and secretive actions.
Li Yunyan smiled slightly, a hint of self-mockery in her expression. "Yes and no."
Her gaze fixed intently on Meng Hao, carrying an enchanting allure. "Young Master saved my life; I must repay you."
As she spoke, she slowly moved closer to Meng Hao, her black gown loosening from her earlier movements and revealing more of her snowy skin. The curves of her figure appeared particularly enticing under the dim light of the oil lamp.
Meng Hao's heart raced faster; he could even smell a faint fragrance emanating from her—unlike ordinary perfume, it was a fresh scent reminiscent of plants that stirred his desires.
"What... how do you want to repay me?" Meng Hao stammered out clumsily.
Li Yunyan extended her slender finger and lightly rested it on Meng Hao's arm; her fingertip was cool yet sent an unusual electric thrill coursing through him.
She leaned closer to his ear, whispering softly with a voice so seductive it seemed to drip with sweetness: "Would you be willing to do something for me?"
"This axe of yours is not merely for chopping wood," she teased as she caressed his arm gently, her tone playful.
Meng Hao felt a rush of heat surge through him; he could even feel her warm breath brushing against his ear, tickling him delightfully.
"This... this..." Meng Hao struggled internally; reason told him this woman was not simple, yet his body reacted uncontrollably.
Li Yunyan observed his flushed face with increasing amusement; she chuckled softly as her fingers traced along his arm, slowly moving upward until they rested on his chest.
"Don't you want more?" Her voice was laced with temptation, like a whisper from a demon.
Meng Hao's gaze grew hazy as he looked at Li Yunyan's stunning face and those eyes that seemed to see through everything. His desire for power and pursuit of desire were suddenly magnified beyond measure.
In a sudden rush, he pulled Li Yunyan into an embrace, instinct overpowering all rational thought.
Li Yunyan melted into his arms, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as if she had succeeded in her scheme.
A night of passion ensued; even the sounds of insects outside seemed to take on an intimate tone under the moonlight that bathed the earth in silver glow, reflecting the enchantment within the cabin.
Having only witnessed such acts between dogs in the courtyard before, he finally experienced it himself with a beautiful woman. Though he knew nothing about such matters, it felt exhilarating.
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As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight streamed through the window panes, Meng Hao slowly opened his eyes, feeling dazed by the warmth and softness in his arms.
Like a sleeping kitten, Li Yunyan curled up in his arms, her dark hair cascading over the pillow, accentuating her snow-white skin. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, a strange feeling swelling within him—both joy and a hint of complexity.
"Are you awake?" Li Yunyan spoke softly, her eyes slightly lifting, carrying a trace of laziness and satisfaction.
"Mm..." Meng Hao responded, somewhat awkwardly tightening his embrace around her.
"Young Master... you are so kind," she murmured, her voice laced with tenderness, like whispers shared between lovers.
Meng Hao's heart trembled; he could feel the warmth of her breath. That attachment stirred something deep within him, touching the softest part of his heart.
"What are your plans... for the future?" Meng Hao asked impulsively.
Li Yunyan's gaze dimmed for a moment before regaining its allure. She sighed softly, "I... I am gravely injured and have nowhere to go." As she spoke, she nestled deeper into Meng Hao's embrace, as if seeking refuge.
Meng Hao's heart softened again, and a wave of pity surged within him. He instinctively wanted to say something, but just then, a sharp killing intent suddenly erupted from outside the cabin.
"Boom!"
The door of the wooden house was shattered by an immense force, splinters flying everywhere.
Several shadowy figures rushed in like phantoms, clad in black attire with their faces covered by black cloths, revealing only their cold eyes.
The leader among them spoke in a hoarse and sinister voice, "Li Yunyan, traitor of the Underworld Palace, surrender at once!"
Li Yunyan's body jolted violently; her autumn-like eyes lost their previous softness and were replaced by cold vigilance. She swiftly turned from Meng Hao's embrace and faced the intruders warily.
Meng Hao was also startled by this sudden turn of events. He quickly grasped the Heavenly Axe and positioned it protectively in front of Li Yunyan.
"Who are you?!" he shouted angrily, feeling a primal instinct awaken within him.
The black-clad figures ignored him entirely and lunged directly at Li Yunyan.
A flash of determination crossed Li Yunyan's eyes; she knew that those from the Underworld Palace would not let her escape.
Meng Hao watched this scene unfold before him; the tenderness of last night was ruthlessly torn apart in that moment. The Heavenly Axe in his hand hummed ominously as its bronze light flared to life.
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