My Wife Is the Sect Master [Lily ABO / High H] - Chapter 2

Wenren Li had assumed that after burning her natal blood essence, a peak Nascent Soul cultivator like her should surely be able to escape the pursuit of a few late Nascent Soul cultivators.

She had never expected herself to be so naïve.

No matter where she fled or what techniques she used, the four men followed her like maggots burrowing into bone. Nothing she did could shake them off.

Logically, once she widened the distance between them enough, they should no longer have been able to track her movements. How, then, were they continuing to catch up?

Unless the traces she left behind could not be erased.

But how could a peak Nascent Soul expert be incapable of erasing her own tracks?

That was naturally impossible.

The traces had to have been left behind by the aphrodisiac poison.

At the thought of that poison, Wenren Li’s brows furrowed even more deeply.

She had already swallowed every antidote pill she possessed. She had even taken the Purifying Origin Pill her Master had left her, which was supposedly capable of neutralizing every poison beneath the heavens, yet none of them had produced the slightest effect.

Lustful urges continued to multiply inside her. The place between her legs itched so intensely that it pierced straight into her heart, while also feeling unbearably empty. It was as though everything she saw made her want to have it thrust inside her, filling that emptiness and relieving the endless itching and tingling.

Even more humiliatingly, something seemed to be continually gushing out from inside her. No matter how tightly she squeezed her thighs together, she could not stop it.

In the end, Wenren Li suppressed her shame, took out the communication talisman her Master had once given her, and crushed it.

The instant the talisman shattered, her Master’s questioning voice sounded beside her ear.

“Li’er, why have you contacted your Master so urgently? What happened?”

“Master, I…”

No matter how ashamed Wenren Li felt, she still recounted everything to her Master without leaving out a single detail.

“Those beasts! Once I emerge from seclusion, I will make every last one of them pay!” the old woman cursed furiously.

After venting her anger, however, she sighed and continued, “Li’er, once you have been poisoned by this drug, it cannot be cured unless you have sex.”

Wenren Li was naturally unwilling.

“But I…”

“Of course, we certainly cannot allow those bastards to benefit from this! Fortunately, you are a Shaoyin Omega. You can find a Shaoyang Alpha whose primordial yang remains intact. Once the two of you copulate, your mingled pheromones will conceal the scent produced by the aphrodisiac. Those men will lose the trail they have been using to find you and will never be able to track you down again. After that…”

“But I truly don’t want to do this. Master, is there really no other way to neutralize the poison?” Wenren Li asked desperately, still unwilling to give up.

Losing her primordial yin and greatly slowing the speed of her cultivation was secondary. Most importantly, she truly did not want to give herself to anyone—especially some random person she had dragged in from the roadside.

The old woman naturally understood her disciple’s temperament perfectly. Unfortunately, there truly was no other solution.

After all, this was the most potent aphrodisiac poison beneath the heavens. Forget Nascent Soul cultivators—even someone in the Spirit Transformation realm would succumb to it.

“Li’er, I know you are unwilling, but this is the only way to cure the poison. Otherwise, you can only…” The old woman did not dare finish her sentence.

Wenren Li answered her with nothing but silence.

If even her Master said there was no other solution, what was she supposed to do?

For the first time, the perpetually cold and aloof Wenren Li began to panic.

Her Master’s urgent voice continued sounding beside her ear.

“Li’er, hurry and find someone! You absolutely cannot allow those four men to catch you. It is obvious at a glance that those beasts lost their primordial yang long ago. The energies inside them are impure, chaotic, and hopelessly mixed. Joining with any of them would provide you with no benefit whatsoever…”

Her Master’s attempts to persuade and comfort her filled her ears, while the agitation inside her body left her so humiliated that she wanted to die.

At that moment, Wenren Li almost wished she could detonate her own dantian and end everything.

However, it had taken her several decades of cultivation to reach the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. She still had a splendid future ahead of her, and the responsibility for the entire Fengming Sect rested upon her shoulders.

She truly did not want to die—and she could not allow herself to die.

If she wanted to live, she had no choice but to have sex with someone else. Yet choosing death was equally impossible.

What a miserable predicament!

To make matters worse, her Master’s anxious expectations continued weighing upon her.

Thus, despite rejecting the idea with every part of her heart, Wenren Li had no choice but to release her spiritual sense while flying upon her sword, searching for a Shaoyang—or, more precisely, a Shaoyang who had preserved her pure-yang virginity.

There were naturally plenty of the former, but exceedingly few of the latter.

Those who had retained it were mostly young children, along with a small number of adolescents.

Forget adults—even adolescents were difficult to find.

Why were these Shaoyang so incapable of preserving their chastity?

Wenren Li complained inwardly while simultaneously hoping she would not find anyone.

Even when she discovered someone who met the requirements, she rejected them for all manner of reasons.

This one was far too ugly. That one was much too short…

With nowhere left to turn, Wenren Li continued flying on her sword, simultaneously evading her pursuers and searching for a suitable candidate.

However, before long, she could no longer continue searching.

The aphrodisiac poison inside her finally erupted completely, throwing her aura into utter chaos.

There was no longer any time for her to choose.

“Li’er…”

Her Master’s concerned voice sounded once more.

There was no other possibility left.

Wenren Li painfully closed her eyes and destroyed the communication talisman. She plunged toward a small town below, followed the aura she sensed to find someone suitable, and seized that person without even seeing them clearly before flying onward once more.

She could naturally sense that this person’s aura was exceedingly weak and that they possessed no cultivation whatsoever. Thus, she had no choice but to place a protective barrier around them.

The young beggar’s stomach was unbearably empty. Unable to obtain anything to eat, she had returned early to the ruined temple, curled herself into a ball, and attempted to sleep so she could ignore her hunger.

However, no matter how tightly she squeezed her eyes shut, the gnawing hunger in her belly relentlessly announced its presence, making it impossible to ignore.

Just as her stomach was growling without pause, an unfamiliar sweet fragrance suddenly rushed into her nose.

Before the fragrance could entice her, however, her entire body was abruptly seized.

An unprecedented sensation of weightlessness followed. She instinctively wrapped her arms around the person holding her, screaming and begging for mercy.

“Ahhh! Ahhh… No! Don’t take me! Please don’t…”

While the young beggar continued shrieking, a woman’s voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.

“Shut up!”

The shout frightened the young beggar into immediate silence.

The shock also caused her to hiccup involuntarily.

“Hic—mmph.”

Afterward, she hurriedly clamped her mouth shut again.

Once she had recovered slightly, she finally realized that the being holding her was not some kind of monster. It was a person—and a woman at that.

Meanwhile, she was currently flying through the sky.

Flying through the sky?

The young beggar lowered her head for a single glance, then immediately squeezed her eyes shut again and clung tightly to the Immortal Sister’s body.

She absolutely could not fall. If she fell from this height, she would be smashed into meat paste!

Wenren Li was just about to reprimand the young beggar and order her not to hold her so tightly when she suddenly remembered that curing the poison would require them to embrace each other intimately in the first place.

Moreover, they presently needed their pheromones to mingle and conceal the aphrodisiac’s scent. Only then could Wenren Li continue fleeing and evade those men’s pursuit.

Therefore, although the beautiful sect master opened her mouth, she ultimately did not reprimand the young beggar. Instead, she tightened her embrace, intending to use the pheromones emanating from her own body to draw out the other woman’s pheromones, and then…