The crimson mist curled like smoke around Mei Lian's body, glowing faintly with the power she had stolen from the trembling priest. She leaned against the obsidian mirror, her robe slipping low across one shoulder, lips curved in a smile. The air still hummed with echoes—moans and sighs, trapped in the jade walls like music lingering after a performance.
Each sound fed her.
Each moan she had drawn into existence was now a thread woven into her veins, turning her body into something more than mortal. She touched her own lips with two fingers, tasting the lingering heat of power, and exhaled softly.
"Ahhh…"
Even her own sigh came back to her as a caress, curling against her skin.
But peace was fleeting.
The bells of Heaven rang again—deep, booming, shuddering through the chamber. The crimson mist recoiled as a rift opened in the air, white light spilling through like a blade cutting night apart. Mei Lian narrowed her eyes, lifting her chin.
From the rift stepped a figure.
A woman.
She was clothed in robes of purest silver, her hair like black waterfall silk braided with threads of starlight. A jade circlet crowned her brow, and her eyes glowed faintly with celestial fire. She descended lightly, bare feet brushing the jade floor without sound. Around her, lotus petals of white light drifted endlessly, vanishing into the mist.
A Heavenly maiden.
Her gaze fixed sharply on Mei Lian, unyielding. "Mortal temptress," she said, her voice as cold as snow. "You have been touched by forces forbidden. In the name of the Jade Emperor, I am sent to return you to silence."
Mei Lian tilted her head, amused. "Silence?" Her smile widened, lips glistening. "But what of my voice… my sighs… my moans? Are they not beautiful enough to be heard?"
The celestial maiden's jaw tightened. "Shameless creature."
"Oh?" Mei Lian laughed softly, the sound like bells dipped in wine. "Then why do you tremble when I speak?"
The maiden stiffened, but Mei Lian had already noticed—the faint quiver in her breath, the tiny flicker in her eyes.
The First Dance
Mei Lian stepped forward, hips swaying gently, her robe whispering against the jade floor. The crimson mist rose eagerly, wrapping around her thighs, coiling toward the maiden like hungry serpents.
The celestial raised her hand, summoning a blade of light. But Mei Lian only smiled, leaning closer, her lips parting.
"Listen closely," she whispered.
She exhaled, a slow, trembling breath.
"Mmmhh… ahhh…"
The moan spilled from her lips like honey, soft but sharp enough to pierce the stillness. The sound trembled in the chamber, echoing again and again until it wrapped around the maiden's body.
The Heavenly envoy gasped, faltering for just a moment.
Mei Lian's smile deepened. "Did you hear that? Even sound itself obeys me."
The maiden's grip tightened on her blade. "You… will not sway me."
But Mei Lian only came closer, her voice low and velvet. "Then why does your breath stutter? Why do your lips part… as if waiting for mine?"
The envoy's face flushed, faint but undeniable.
The Power of Moans
Mei Lian reached out, her fingers brushing lightly across the maiden's wrist. Instantly, the rose-colored flame flickered between them, silk threads wrapping around the envoy's arm. The Heavenly woman shuddered, a sharp sound tearing from her throat—
"Ahhh…!"
The sound echoed, filling the chamber, and Mei Lian's body drank it like wine. Heat rushed through her veins, the crimson mist flaring brighter. Her robe slipped lower, baring the curve of her collarbone, glowing faintly with new power.
"Do you hear yourself?" Mei Lian whispered, her lips at the maiden's ear. "That trembling cry… it belongs to me now."
The envoy tried to speak, but another sigh broke from her lips instead—soft, unwilling, yet so sweet it sent shivers down Mei Lian's spine.
"Mmmh…"
"Ohhh… how lovely," Mei Lian teased, her own breath warm against the maiden's skin. "Every moan you give feeds me. You are a priestess of Heaven, and yet your body sings like mine."
The maiden's knees weakened, her blade flickering as if losing strength.
The Forbidden Duel
The envoy finally tore herself free, panting softly, eyes blazing. "No… I will not… surrender!"
White light burst from her hands, slicing the crimson mist apart. Mei Lian staggered back, laughing even as her hair whipped in the storm.
"Ohhh… fierce." She licked her lips, eyes glowing. "Strike me harder, maiden. Every time you fight, you tremble louder. Every time you tremble… you moan."
She lifted her arms, crimson flames spiraling around her. With each flick of her fingers, the air pulsed with whispers, sighs, gasps—an entire chorus of moans drawn from her victim's heart. The sound swelled, intoxicating, wrapping the chamber in waves of shameless pleasure.
The maiden pressed her hands to her ears, but it was useless. The moans weren't merely sound—they were power, vibrating through her body, seeping into her blood.
Her lips parted against her will.
"Ahhh…! Mmmhh…"
The cry broke free, louder this time, helpless. Mei Lian closed her eyes, shivering with delight as the sound poured into her veins, filling her with power until her body glowed crimson.
"Yes," she whispered, voice thick with ecstasy. "Give me more. Surrender your cries to me. Heaven itself cannot silence your moans."
The Turning
The maiden fell to her knees, her blade shattering into dust. She gasped for air, trembling, her face flushed as she tried to resist. But every breath came out as another sigh, another moan—
"Mmmh… ahhh… ohhh…"
Mei Lian circled her like a predator savoring its prey, her robe slipping lower with each step. She leaned down, lifting the envoy's chin with a finger.
"You came to silence me," Mei Lian whispered, her lips nearly brushing hers. "But listen to you now. Do you hear yourself? Your voice belongs to me. Your moans… are my cultivation."
She pressed her finger lightly against the envoy's lips, catching another trembling sound. The flame pulsed, crimson and alive, surging into Mei Lian's body with such force that she arched back, moaning herself—
"Ahhh… yesss…"
The chamber blazed with light as Mei Lian's power soared, reaching a new realm. Her skin glowed, her hair shimmered like liquid fire, and the crimson mist burst outward, tearing cracks in the jade walls.
The Heavenly Warning
And then—
The ceiling split open.
From the rift above, golden chains of divine light poured down, wrapping around the maiden, dragging her upward. She cried out—half moan, half scream—as the light pulled her back toward the Heavenly Court.
Mei Lian reached out, but the chains burned her fingers. She hissed, drawing back as the envoy was torn from her grasp.
The chamber fell silent.
Above, the rift closed.
But before it vanished, Mei Lian glimpsed him again—the Jade Emperor, watching from his golden throne, his eyes sharp as blades. His lips moved, and though she could not hear, she knew the words:
"You will not rise further."
Mei Lian laughed, soft and shameless, her voice still thick with the moans of her prey.
"Try to stop me, then. Send your maidens, your warriors, your gods." She licked her lips, crimson light blazing in her eyes. "I will make them all moan for me."
Her laughter echoed in the broken chamber, mingling with the fading sighs of the celestial envoy.
End of Chapter 2