Chapter 2.2 - Demon in red (Part 2) **

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Content Warning: noncon / rape

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Rong Jin’s scalp tingled. This man was obviously in a dangerous state—possessed by heart demons—and he was able to approach Rong Jin without him noticing. That proved the man’s cultivation was higher than Rong Jin’s by at least one level.

What should he do…? Rong Jin wanted to think about it calmly, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Scarlet clothes, silver hair, blood red eyes. The man looked violent, even murderous, but in his original state his body and appearance were outstanding, so much so that… hold on!

Rong Jin’s pupils constricted. Red clothes, silver hair, and irises the color of blood… Could it be—could it really be him…?!

The man didn’t give Rong Jin any time to dwell on his thoughts. Ice-cold fingers groped at Rong Jin’s thighs and circled the entrance of his acupoint. Then with no warning at all he roughly inserted his wet index finger.

“You… Ah!”

Rong Jin’s lips trembled. The evidence of Yan Buwang’s wanton occupation hadn’t disappeared yet, and he wasn’t sure he could persevere on this path with no psychological buffer time at all. Somehow he’d already met the second man on Song Ziqian’s list?

Rong Jin instinctively activated his internal strength. He swung his open palm at the other man’s chest, hoping to repel him, to find a chance to escape. But he completely misjudged the combat strength of the young man in red. His long sleeves flickered, defusing Rong Jin’s full-force strike, and now he actually seemed enraged. A ferocious, hideous grin appeared on his face. The man in red grabbed Rong Jin’s hair with one hand and slammed his head into the water!

The cold waters of the lake flooded Rong Jin’s unprepared, open mouth. He began to suffocate.

Rong Jin struggled desperately. He was frightened. This man was far too formidable. He was going to die…. If this continued, he was going to die!

The hand that was holding him down seemed to weigh ten million catties. No matter how Rong Jin struggled, he couldn’t move at all, as if the young man in red was determined to drown him.

His lungs were in agony, about to burst, and Rong Jin’s struggles began to weaken. His consciousness wavered, blurry at moments, clear at others. In a trance he seemed to see a white figure in the depths of the lake, a figure he’d stared at thousands of times! Dazed, Rong Jin extended his hand to touch the white figure, but his sight cleared again and the white figure he yearned for disappeared. Yes, that man… That man was already dead….

His chest was filled with dull pain, like he’d been struck by a hammer. The pain surpassed everything else!

The man was dead, but if Rong Jin died here, that man would really be dead… in the truest sense of the word!

Rong Jin reached out and grabbed the thighs of the young man in red. Then he opened his mouth and bit the man on the leg!

He couldn’t die, not yet, absolutely not.

“Hah—!”

Without changing expression, the young man in red pulled Rong Jin’s head to the surface of the water. Then he flung Rong Jin onto the boulder by the shore!

With a bang, Rong Jin’s body collided with the stone. He landed flat on his back, so hard there were stars in his eyes. The pain made him spasm, but he couldn’t move at all. At that moment, Rong Jin was no different than a fish on a chopping board. The young man in red could swallow Rong Jin into his stomach any way he liked.

When the young man in red saw this weak prey put up no resistance, he was satisfied. With a wicked smile, he separated Rong Jin’s legs, exposing the swollen and fragile pink opening to his sight. The young man’s lower body was already beyond endurance, but during these demonic phases, his thought processes were hazy. All he could do was instinctively follow his desire, lowering his head to seek out the delicate acupoint as if he was hungry to taste and nip at it.

“Ah…”

Those soft, cool lips sucked at Rong Jin’s secret place, and his back arched slightly as he cried out in shock. But he was so dizzy and in so much pain that he collapsed weakly back onto the stone surface. He could only tremble helplessly as the other man lapped at his entrance like a hungry beast, sucking the ravaged pink entrance that couldn’t withstand too much torment, teasing him numb with fine, delicate kisses.

Even worse, the other party actually stretched out his soft, wet, hot tongue and in an imitation of intercourse repeatedly probed into Rong Jin’s tender opening.

His overly sensitive entrance couldn’t endure the constant licking of this supple wet tongue, and it couldn’t help contracting to resist the stimulation. But Rong Jin’s thighs were wide open, separated by the hands of the young man in red, and he was too dizzy, too powerless to save himself. All that was left was a weak, instinctive feeling of shame.

“Um… Aha… No… Don’t… That… Ahh!”

The man’s tongue continuously penetrated his secret place, and Rong Jin couldn’t understand why he would do something so shameful and disgusting. But as the young man in red licked him with his tongue and sucked him with his lips, Rong Jin’s brain went blank. A strong tingling sensation took over his body and even made him ignore the pain he was in.

“Let… Let go!”

Rong Jin’s body began to shake slightly, as if he was beyond control and wanted to cater to this man, and a feeling of desperation rose up in him.

But the young man in red didn’t pay any attention to Rong Jin’s reaction. He seemed to view this weak resistance not as a true rejection or struggle, but a kind of unspoken welcome. He lifted his head, gazed at Rong Jin for a while, and then slowly turned Rong Jin over, revealing the snow-white back that was now bruised and bleeding from the collision with the boulder.

“What… What are you doing?”

In this position, he couldn’t see the young man in red at all, and he didn’t have the strength to look back. All he could see was a vague shadow looming over him. After a while, he felt the soft, slippery touch of that tongue move all the way from his acupoint down to his thighs and his waist, until it finally lingered on the skin of his back that seemed to be oozing blood.

“Let go… Let go of me!”

Rong Jin shouted in a loud voice, but the young man in red was completely unmoved. He continued to nibble and suck Rong Jin’s bloody back with the tip of his tongue at his own pace.

When the young man in red tasted Rong Jin’s blood, he seemed to be seized by the heart demons inside him. His pupils shrank into bizarre vertical slits like a monster, and he became engrossed in some kind of abrupt and desperate arousal. One hand separated the cheeks of Rong Jin’s snow-white, tender ass while the other neatly and dexterously unfastened his own belt. At the same time, he leaned down and couldn’t resist gnawing Rong Jin’s shoulder with his teeth. The scarlet in his eyes was terrifying, as if he wanted to swallow Rong Jin alive.

Rong Jin’s muscles were completely tense. His thighs had been licked wet by the other man’s tongue and now they were enduring the hardness of his bare erection. Every time the young man in red bit his shoulder, that hard, hot sex organ stabbed and rubbed at his thighs like a branding iron.

He knew he couldn’t escape, and with a whimper of resignation he gave up his last struggles and relaxed his limp and aching body.

His hand reached up weakly and groped at his chest for a while. He looked down at the pale green jade pendant in his palm and slowly tightened his fist.

As if by doing so he could gain strength.

But a moment later, Rong Jin’s pupils shrank. The young man in red bit his shoulder as fiercely as a wild beast, as if he was trying to tear off a piece of meat with terrible force. Before Rong Jin could even cry out in pain, the young man in red separated Rong Jin’s legs to the extreme. He lowered his hips with a heave and plunged the entire hard, hot, and thick branding iron into Rong Jin’s soft and tender secret place!

Pain…

In an instant Rong Jin’s face turned white. The young man in red bit his shoulder as he pressed down Rong Jin’s body. He quickly lifted his hips and drove forward. The long and thick organ, which was already too big for Rong Jin’s soft and fragile hole, drove in and out of his intestinal walls. Every thrust was severely painful, not to mention the young man in red used ten percent of his full strength every time he plunged in and withdrew, as if he wanted to fuck Rong Jin to death and nail him to the boulder. And this position made it even easier for the young man’s hot, sinful tool to drive deeper inside him….

Too deep, so deep that Rong Jin felt like his internal organs were being pierced through.

He tightly clutched the jade pendant in his hand. His eyes reddened from the pain, and two lines of tears fell silently.

Then Rong Jin bit his lips. Trembling, he opened his mouth little by little and recited the words of the gu technique in an almost inaudible voice.

The young man in red was completely lost in sensation, thrusting wildly into Rong Jin’s body. The red in his eyes deepened for a while, then seemed to dissipate a little, but the action of invading the person under him didn’t halt for a moment. He fucked that soft silken place that attracted him so deeply with far more strength and speed than a mortal could attempt, and his instrument was too large, thick, and long, and it was entering such a tight and delicate place again and again, and as a result Rong Jin’s body jerked involuntarily on the boulder every time he plunged in and out.

“It hurts… It hurts…!”

The tearing pain finally made Rong Jin cry out with tears in his eyes. The violent, storm-like fucking caused blood to flow slowly from the junction between the two people, but like natural lubrication it seemed to make the movement easier. The friction between the sinister root and the soft inner walls combined with the blood to make an unspeakably ambiguous liquid gurgling sound. The young man in red looked down and saw the smear of scarlet blood, almost like a virgin’s, and it seemed to aggravate his madness. He increased his strength and rocked even more violently each time, over and over, like he wanted to drive his two sacks into that silken opening.

Then, when the young man in red withdrew his instrument again, the two inadvertently fell from the inclined boulder into the lake!

Bang—!

Rong Jin struggled to the surface of the water, grabbing at the boulder to try to reach shore. But the young man in red immediately followed, floating up like an evil spirit with red eyes. He pressed down Rong Jin’s shoulders, and regardless of the lower halves of their bodies still immersed in the water, he panted with impatience, parted Rong Jin’s legs again and pushed them onto his shoulders. With a hard thrust, he plunged his stiff instrument into that place of ecstasy once again, which was already torn and bleeding, and continued to fuck Rong Jin frantically.

TL Notes:

possessed by heart demons – 走火入魔 – (Buddhism, Taoism) to misguidedly focus on hallucinations that arise during meditation. The xianxia definition, per Immortal Mountain: “Rather than standard demons or devils, these are a practitioner’s negative emotions and other mental barriers which hinder their training/cultivation. Internal Demons, in some cases, can even attack the practitioner from the inside”

catties – 斤 – A traditional Chinese unit of mass also known as a jin. In modern mainland China, 1 catty = 500 grams

branding iron – 烙铁 – flatiron / iron / branding iron / soldering iron

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