After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 195 - If You Dare Touch Me, You Will Die Today!

Suppressing the Destined Heroine was no easy task, but even destiny couldn’t withstand a crushing defeat. With Yuan Yi’s semi-divine cultivation, even a first-rank Dragon General would get a beating, let alone An Luo Yi, who was only at the late Nascent Soul stage.

The moment Yuan Yi’s puppet strings formation activated, sealing a ten-mile radius, the outcome was already decided.

In the first round, Yuan Yi summoned dozens of Void God-level bridal puppets, forcing An Luo Yi to reveal her Abyssal Pearl and other trump cards.

In the second round, An Luo Yi’s desperate outburst of her destiny physique was again subdued by Yuan Yi’s thousands of silver threads.

The battle ended—there was no third round.

Throughout the suppression, Yuan Yi’s puppets didn’t harm An Luo Yi in the slightest.

“Destined Heroine, is that all you got?”

The moonlit maiden smiled elegantly, sitting on a peach tree branch, casually manipulating the silver threads at her fingertips. The silver-haired celestial maiden hung suspended in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, one could see An Luo Yi’s entire body ensnared by transparent silver threads—like a fly caught in a spider’s web. The more she struggled, the tighter they bound her, leaving her cold and proud face looking desperate and humiliated.

She bit her lip, but her body was beyond her control—forced to stand straight like a puppet.

From childhood, An Luo Yi had never experienced such a humiliating defeat. She felt as if the moonlit maiden was an insurmountable mountain—her strength leaving An Luo Yi in despair.

What frustrated An Luo Yi even more was that despite fighting with all her might, her opponent treated it like child’s play. The puppets had numerous chances to harm her but always held back at the last moment.

In the end, Yuan Yi subdued An Luo Yi without letting the puppets touch her skin!

“How was the puppet show, Your Highness?”

Yuan Yi laughed lightly with her folding fan.

Meanwhile, footsteps sounded behind An Luo Yi.

She looked down to see a shadow cast by a young man standing with his back to the moonlight at her feet.

Bound by silver threads, An Luo Yi couldn’t turn to see the young man’s face. Fear gripped her heart—one moonlit maiden with semi-divine cultivation had already crushed her. Now another, addressed as “Your Highness,” had arrived!

The binding threads made An Luo Yi feel incredibly vulnerable—cold sweat beaded on her forehead. She dreaded what might happen now that she was captured.

“Well done.”

Behind her came a voice filled with approval.

An Luo Yi shivered—too tense to breathe.

“According to those elder ministers’ orders, we need to take this Destined Heroine to Dragon Dynasty’s prison for soul-searching. Once it’s done, we’ll split the benefits from the Empress with the ministers...”

“???!!!”

An Luo Yi heard everything.

Her eyes widened in disbelief and despair.

Ministers? Empress?

Did this mean the Empress ordered those ministers to capture her for soul-searching?

And these two mysterious figures were just hired hands for Dragon Dynasty’s ministers?

The implications were terrifying—beyond imagination.

What infuriated An Luo Yi most was their use of He Ange’s letters to deceive and toy with her emotions!

Every time she thought of this, humiliation and fury flashed across the silver-haired celestial maiden’s cold face—a flame of unquenchable wrath burned within her. But no matter how she tried to break through with her destiny physique, she couldn’t surpass the semi-divine mountain before her.

Even the strongest destined ones could only break through one major realm on the spot.

Normally, such an outburst would allow a Nascent Soul-stage An Luo Yi to turn the tables on many sect elders. But today she faced a semi-divine opponent—no celestial could save her now.

“Oh, I forgot this celestial sister is still awake.”

Because An Luo Yi had just burst forth with power again, the white-robed youth noticed her.

In an instant, terrifying coldness emanated from behind An Luo Yi.

Before she could react, a hand chop struck her neck—knocking her unconscious.

Under the twilight,

The silver-haired celestial maiden fell into a faint—her limbs limp as she collapsed forward.

He Ange caught her—cradling An Luo Yi in his arms.

Lifting a lock of silver hair—gazing at his senior sister’s beautiful face—He Ange’s eyes flickered with regret and reluctance.

Such a fine Destined Heroine...

Alas, she fell into He Ange’s hands—the big bad wolf gobbling up the cabbage.

“Sister, your destiny in Dragon Dynasty isn’t over yet—I can’t take you away now.”

He murmured softly to himself—

Then carried the beauty in his arms towards Dragon Dynasty—

...

...

When An Luo Yi awoke again,

She found herself at the end of a dark dungeon.

Here,

She was bound to a cross—silver threads wrapped around her slender arms—forcing them apart. Her black-silk-clad legs were tightly bound—highlighting enticing thigh flesh—the celestial maiden resembled a trapped moon goddess with no freedom left—a pitiful beauty.

Yet what relieved An Luo Yi was that she wasn’t injured—and her clothes remained intact...

But deep-seated humiliation and anger refused to be extinguished.

An Luo Yi swore she’d kill those old schemers behind this!

At this moment,

The Destined Heroine’s defiant pride shone through—

“Awake?”

He Ange spoke calmly—

An Luo Yi looked up to see a white-robed youth with a gentle demeanor entering the dungeon—

Behind him followed a moonlit maiden wearing an embroidered gown and nine-phoenix hairpin—

An Luo Yi recognized them—they were the ones who tricked her last night!

In an instant,

Bone-chilling coldness emanated from the silver-haired celestial maiden’s defiant eyes—freezing the moonlit maiden in place—unable to follow the white-robed youth’s steps—

“So terrifying...”

Yuan Yi swallowed nervously—marveling at the Destined Heroine’s power—in that brief moment she’d glimpsed traces of young Dragon Emperor’s majesty in those cold eyes—

No wonder...

He Ange valued her so highly—

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Such a heavenly figure could become an unstoppable force if nurtured by the Empress—like He Yan—

But what surprised Yuan Yi more was why He Ange remained unaffected by that icy gaze—

Even Yuan Yi—a semi-divine—had been momentarily shaken—but He Ange faced it without fear—meeting the Destined Heroine’s murderous glare head-on—

“!!!”

An Luo Yi glared at the silver-masked youth before her—her eyes warning him that if he dared touch her—she’d slaughter his entire clan—destroy his family—and tear him limb from limb...

Her icy expression was menacingly cold—

Yet despite this,

He Ange merely smiled faintly—

Raising his hand,

He drew a small dagger from his sleeve—intending to slide its blade along the silver-haired celestial maiden’s black-silk-clad leg—

Snap!

Suddenly,

He felt his throat constrict—unable to breathe—the hand holding the dagger froze rigidly. He sensed that if he dared touch any part of the Destined Heroine’s skin—the heavens would unleash thunderous wrath—reducing him to blood mist—

He’d never seen such hatred and humiliation in An Luo Yi’s eyes before—

“If you dare touch me—you will die today.”

She spoke each word with killing intent—though bound hand and foot—her pride and murderous aura remained undiminished—

She seemed convinced that this white-robed youth intended to cut away her clothes and violate her purity—

Helplessly,

He Ange sighed—

Glancing back at Yuan Yi not far away,

He spoke softly:

“The bindings on her thighs and chest are too tight—loosen them slightly.”

“?”

An Luo Yi froze in disbelief—

Then watched as—under her incredulous gaze—the silver threads binding her thighs and chest indeed loosened considerably—not squeezing out such provocative curves anymore—making the silver-haired celestial maiden appear more dignified—

Facing off against that white-robed youth again,

An Luo Yi felt an unsettling sense of familiarity in his bright eyes—

But just as she was about to discern its source—the white-robed youth turned away indifferently towards the dungeon entrance—

Meanwhile,

Footsteps echoed outside—

“Minister Nanshan—I’ve brought your prisoner.”

He Ange announced calmly—bowing slightly with clasped hands—

An Luo Yi followed his gaze—to see those first- and second-rank elder ministers. She recognized them—all deeply cultivated—with ranks equal to Qin Shiyan—and enough influence to serve as sect patriarchs—

So it was true—the white-robed youth and moonlit maiden were merely hired hands...

The true masterminds were Dragon Dynasty’s top-ranking elder ministers!

According to last night’s intel—their backer was none other than the True Dragon Empress ruling above Nine Heavens—

Despair washed over An Luo Yi—

She never imagined what divine law she’d violated—to be conspired against by both Empress and elder ministers—

Was it because she’d accidentally killed He Ange?

Because she refused to recount Zongshan Plains’ events?

An Luo Yi once believed her talent and gifts were valued by that Empress—she’d planned for He Ange to become a celestial servant too—and together they’d roam sword in hand suppressing evil across four seas—

But now,

He Ange had betrayed her heart—and even Dragon Dynasty treated her this way?

In the end,

What remained for An Luo Yi?

Such dire straits seemed fitting for a destined protagonist’s life experience—

“You’re quite efficient...”

On another note,

Li Nanshan marveled at how Spirit Phoenix Sect acted so swiftly—not harming An Luo Yi at all while silently subduing her into Dragon Dynasty’s prison—

“Minister Nanshan—shall we begin soul-searching?”

He Ange smiled—leaving decisions to Li Nanshan and fellow ministers—

In response,

An Luo Yi glared at Minister Nanshan with murderous fury after hearing He Ange’s words—compared to these two captors—she loathed Li Nanshan and elder ministers more—

After all—they were just doing their job—the true conspirators were these powerful Dragon Dynasty elders!

“...!”

Li Nanshan shuddered under her glare—

He clicked his tongue inwardly—

Today’s young people were monstrous creatures—a different breed entirely!

That night Li Nanshan had been terrified by Holy Son He Yuan’s sinister gaze—and now again faced Destined Heroine’s icy dragon majesty—the former’s scheming chilled him—the latter’s raw divine power intimidated him—

An Luo Yi’s destiny ranked among history’s proudest—even among countless destined ones—a force reaching divine taboo levels!

Though bound by silver threads—with sealed cultivation—a sense lingered that true gods watched over her—as if anyone daring touch even an inch would be struck dead by heavenly thunderbolts—

“Truly astonishing destiny.”

Li Nanshan sighed—choosing not to stand beside silver-haired celestial maiden like He Ange—instead selecting a distant bench—

He wasn’t foolish—

The Destined Heroine was at peak rage levels—and anyone approaching would suffer most misfortune—

Since Spirit Phoenix Sect’s Holy Son feared neither death nor lightning strikes—they’d let him perform soul-searching first—to test how deep Destined Heroine’s fortune ran...

“Your Highness—you may begin soul-searching when ready.”

Li Nanshan declared solemnly—from his distant seat he no longer feared silver-haired celestial maiden’s wrathful glare—

Once more,

An Luo Yi focused on that white-robed youth who’d remained unfazed beside her since beginning—

Soul-searching...

She’d heard of it—a method revealing every hidden memory within one’s soul—

An Luo Yi couldn’t allow herself subjected to soul-searching!

Since cultivating only He Ange had entered her consciousness—and she’d let no other leave traces of soul-searching!

“You dare.”

She lowered her voice—a chill of murderous intent—but it couldn’t shake that white-robed youth at all—

He Ange approached with a gentle smile:

“Celestial sister should not resist—it’s best to relax your consciousness so I may explore... If you cooperate—it’ll end quickly.”

“Disgusting! In your dreams!!!”

An Luo Yi’s cold eyes focused sharply—as if spitting venom at him—

Meanwhile,

A sacred golden flame appeared on her forehead—as it burned out—a golden seal remained on Destined Heroine’s brow—

This seal held immense power—a divine mark bestowed by true gods upon special destined ones—to protect their reincarnated souls from prying eyes—

If they refused submission—it blocked any attack below Void God level—

Stronger destinies might even protect against Heavenly God or Remnant God levels...

For someone like An Luo Yi—it was likely only True Dragon Empress could forcibly break this divine seal!

As Li Nanshan shook his head despairingly at their hopeless situation—the scene before him left him dumbfounded again—

“Celestial sister relax let me see.”

“Get lost!! You dare defile me——?”

Snap.

The white-robed youth raised his hand intending to reach for Destined Heroine’s brow consciousness—

And just as An Luo Yi cursed furiously ready to explode—the golden divine seal sensed his presence instantly dispelling itself—and warmly opening An Luo Yi’s consciousness wide open—

Eh...?

At that moment—not only did An Luo Yi freeze—but so did Li Nanshan and observing ministers watching in disbelief—

That was Destined Heroine’s reincarnation divine seal!

It broke itself before him?

Who exactly was he?

“You’re He An——mmph!!”

Just as silver-haired celestial maiden exclaimed aloud—the white-robed youth clamped his hand over her mouth laughing coldly:

“This celestial sister—I told you behave don’t resist.”