Miao Lin's words were so blatantly obvious that his intentions were plain for all to see.
Yu Aoqing's beautiful face turned cold, and she said in an icy tone: "If you dare spout such nonsense again, I'll kill you!"
"Heh heh!" Miao Lin was entirely unfazed. "We're all going to die anyway—what difference does it make if it's sooner or later? Senior Sister, you have lived in this world, and you'd really be willing to die still a virgin? What a waste that would be. Why not let your junior brother serve you properly tonight and let you taste what the world's greatest pleasure feels like? That way, even in death, there'd be no regrets."
Yu Aoqing was breathing heavily, clearly seething with rage, her eyes like frost as she stared daggers at Miao Lin. She had never imagined that under the immense pressure of life and death, this junior brother she had always looked down upon would become so brazen and deranged as to attempt to lay his hands on her.
But Yu Aoqing would certainly not let him have his way. Killing intent flickered in her eyes—if Miao Lin dared come any closer, she would strike without hesitation and kill him on the spot!
Miao Lin could see that too. He wanted to steal a kiss even at the cost of his life, but he couldn't muster the courage. After a long standoff with Yu Aoqing, he finally gave an awkward laugh and retreated.
Yu Aoqing couldn't help but relax slightly. In a place like this, unless it was absolutely necessary, she really didn't want to fight anyone.
The cave fell silent.
But the silence didn't last long. After roughly the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, heavy breathing from a man and a woman reached their ears at the same time.
Both Yang Kai and Yu Aoqing furrowed their brows and looked toward the source of the sound. One glance was all it took—Yang Kai was speechless, and Yu Aoqing's jaw dropped in disbelief.
Miao Lin had failed to convince Yu Aoqing, but what he'd lost on one end, he'd made up for on the other—right now, he was getting awfully cozy with Luo Qianqian.
Perhaps Miao Lin's honeyed words had done the trick, perhaps the pressure of imminent death had driven them to seek release, or perhaps Luo Qianqian had never been the virtuous type to begin with—the two of them were locked in each other's arms, rolling on the ground, embracing and groping with reckless abandon, kissing passionately. Oblivious to everyone around them, the scene was dripping with heat.
Listening to the passionate gasps echoing through the cave, Yang Kai felt his blood quicken and a fire kindle in his throat. He couldn't help but wet his lips.
It had been three or four months since he'd parted from Su Yan. As time passed and his strength grew, the influence of the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique on him only deepened.
During the recent expedition to the hidden island aboard the Yunxia Sect's great ship, it hadn't been too bad—those days, he'd had to be careful at every turn and simply hadn't had the time to dwell on such thoughts. Later, after being stranded on the island and operating alongside Yu Aoqing and the others, it had been the same. Even when desires occasionally welled up unbidden in his heart, Yang Kai had been able to suppress them through sheer willpower.
All things being equal, Yang Kai believed he could hold out for a long time—long enough to return to Lingxiao Pavilion and seek out Su Yan for dual cultivation.
But... even if it killed him, Yang Kai never could have imagined that one day, someone would put on a live performance right in front of him—less than ten feet away, right under his very nose!
This kind of stimulation was far more intense than any verbal or physical temptation—this was stimulation from every direction, without exception, in full three dimensions: sight, sound, and smell!
Even a saint would likely feel some ripples in their heart, let alone Yang Kai, who was deeply afflicted by the Harmony Technique's poison.
It was like a beggar who had been hungry for months suddenly having a table of delicacies set before him...
Yang Kai wished he could slap both Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian dead with one palm!
Yang Kai was suffering all over—and how could the other bystander, Yu Aoqing, not be suffering too?
At first, she'd watched with her jaw hanging open, cheeks flushing scarlet. Then her lips parted slightly, her eyes wide with shock. It wasn't until Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian, lost in their passion, rolled right up to her feet—clothes in disarray, breathing heavy—that she snapped out of it, scrambled to her feet, and fled in panic toward Yang Kai.
The cave was already small to begin with, and with Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian rolling around on the floor, very little space was left for Yang Kai and Yu Aoqing.
The scene was absurd and bizarre—a sight one might not witness in a thousand years!
A man and woman venting their passions on the ground, while another man and woman sat watching from the sidelines—it looked for all the world like the decadent lifestyle of the wealthy.
Adulterers!
Yang Kai and Yu Aoqing cursed them in their hearts at almost the exact same moment.
But who could really blame Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian at a time like this? Yu Aoqing was so humiliated she wanted to disappear, and Yang Kai had no mind for meddling—he was desperately fighting to suppress the desires surging within him.
Their breathing grew heavier and heavier. Clothes littered the ground as Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian soon found themselves bare before each other. The air grew thick and damp, the scene brimming with sultry intimacy.
A muffled cry rang out, followed by the sound of waves crashing against the shore and the moans of both man and woman.
Yu Aoqing instinctively moved closer to Yang Kai. At this moment, she felt that this young man was her only anchor—at the very least, far more dependable than the passion-maddened Miao Lin and Luo Qianqian.
"Get away from me!" Yang Kai was already struggling to hold himself together, and now Yu Aoqing, oblivious to the danger, pressed right up against him. Her soft body and the scent of a young woman's skin nearly broke his composure entirely.
His crude tone and low growl jolted Yu Aoqing back to her senses somewhat. She whipped her head around and glared at Yang Kai, only to find him staring at her with bloodshot eyes.
Those eyes... they burned with even more desire, even more madness, than Miao Lin's had just moments before.
A chill ran through Yu Aoqing's entire body as she suddenly remembered—this boy beside her was also a man!
She hastily ducked away to the side, but the intense gasping and moaning poured into her ears like demonic music, sending ripples through both body and mind. A warmth spread through her entire being, and it felt as though a flame had ignited in her lower abdomen, making even her breath turn scorching hot.