Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Zhao Dong felt a pang of heartache and pulled Qing Yu into his embrace. In the pitch-black dungeon, the two held each other close.

The temperature from the Earth Fire gradually rose. Several hours passed, and both were drenched in sweat, suffering from severe dehydration. Zhao Dong, being slightly stronger, was still managing to hold on, but Qing Yu's lips were already cracked, and she was on the verge of dying from it.

Zhao Dong was frantic. After a moment of thought, he hugged Qing Yu tightly and said apologetically, "Qing Yu, this is a matter of life and death. Please forgive my offense!"

With that, he took a deep breath and pressed his lips to hers.

"Mmph!" Qing Yu's delicate body trembled, her fading consciousness instantly snapping back into focus. In the next moment, she felt Zhao Dong's tongue pry open her mouth as a trickle of his saliva was sent inside.

Ah! What is Senior doing? How… how could he do this?

Qing Yu was so shocked she was about to push him away.

"Don't move," Zhao Dong said urgently. "This is the only way to survive. Swallow it!"

Swallow it?

His words made Qing Yu's pretty face, already flushed from the heat, turn an even deeper shade of crimson. Fortunately, in the pitch-black environment, neither could see the other's expression, which lessened the awkwardness of the moment.

After her initial shyness passed, a wave of gratitude washed over Qing Yu. It may be saliva, but it's the very moisture from his body! Every drop he gives me means he's one moment closer to death! How can I let Senior die for my sake?

Panicked at the thought, Qing Yu immediately extended her own tongue, sliding it past his and into his mouth…

Feeling Qing Yu return the saliva, Zhao Dong quickly sent it back again. Back and forth they went, their tongues tremulously intertwining. An intimate atmosphere descended upon them, and gradually, they both seemed to forget their original intentions. The heat from the Earth Fire below was already sultry, and their actions made the rising heat within them even more difficult to suppress.

Instinctively, Zhao Dong raised a hand and placed it directly on Qing Yu's chest.

"Mmm… Senior…" Qing Yu trembled, letting out a soft moan. Her body, however, made no move to shy away, allowing Zhao Dong to continue.

Zhao Dong slowly began to loosen her long dress, his hand sliding down. But just as he was about to scale the twin peaks, Qing Yu suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit.

Startled, Zhao Dong's senses instantly cleared. He quickly withdrew his hand, only then realizing that Qing Yu's condition was extremely dire.

"This is bad! You're severely dehydrated. If this goes on, you'll definitely die!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Zhao Dong bit his finger and, brooking no argument, pushed it into Qing Yu's mouth. "There's moisture in blood! Suck hard!"

"Senior…"

Zhao Dong's action completely shattered the young woman's emotional defenses. Her dry throat choked with sobs, but her eyes were too dry to produce a single tear.

Such a good man! If I can get out of here, I must become his woman! But… can we really get out?

"Don't just stare blankly, suck!" Zhao Dong urged frantically. "As long as you can survive, I'll agree to anything you ask after we get out! It's my fault you're in this mess. I'll definitely make it up to you!"

He'll agree to anything?

His words instantly ignited Qing Yu's will to live. A determined glint flared in her eyes, and she began to suck vigorously.

Senior is so powerful. If we can get out of here together, I must become his woman! But if he dies, I refuse to live on alone!

Qing Yu leaned tightly against Zhao Dong, her mouth drawing on his blood while her heart was pierced with both gratitude and pain.

Why is Senior's blood sweet? Could it be… the power of love? Senior… I've drunk your blood, so now I belong to you…

Despite the scorching Earth Fire and her life hanging by a thread, Qing Yu's girlish heart was aflutter…

For Zhao Dong, however, as his blood continued to drain away, his head grew dizzy and his body began to sway.

Seeing this, Qing Yu unfastened her top, grabbed Zhao Dong's hand, and placed it directly inside.

"Senior… hold… holding this should keep you from falling asleep, right?"

What the…?! Who knows me better than Qing Yu!? Men are boys at heart, even unto death!

The sudden stimulation certainly cleared Zhao Dong's mind. After drinking his blood, Qing Yu's condition also improved considerably.

Just then, the raging Earth Fire suddenly vanished. A cool breeze swept through the scorching dungeon.

"What's going on?" Zhao Dong said, startled, his right hand instinctively clenching.

"Ah… that hurts…" Qing Yu let out a delicate cry.

Zhao Dong then realized what he was still doing and hurriedly withdrew his hand, helping her straighten her clothes. Before they could investigate the cause—

CLACK!

The dungeon door was pushed open. A beam of light pierced the darkness. They quickly looked up to see that the newcomer was Sister Dai, whom they had met that afternoon.

"Sister Dai! What are you doing here?" Qing Yu asked, her face filled with surprised delight. She knew how Sister Dai felt about her and was sure she wasn't here to cause harm.

Seeing Qing Yu's miserable state, a trace of pity flashed across Sister Dai's cold face. She took a deep breath. "Get up. Come with me." As always, she was a woman of few words, getting straight to the point.

"Sister Dai, you came to save me? This is wonderful! Wonderful!" Qing Yu rejoiced, quickly pulling Zhao Dong to his feet to leave.

However, Sister Dai pointed sharply at Zhao Dong, her eyes brimming with murderous intent. "He can't go!"

"Why?" Qing Yu demanded, stepping in front of Zhao Dong.

"He's the one who got you into this mess," Sister Dai stated coldly. "It's merciful enough that I haven't killed him. I certainly won't save him."

"No! It wasn't Senior who did this! This was the path I chose!" Qing Yu said frantically, standing firmly in front of Zhao Dong. "Besides, I only survived this long because I drank his blood! If you won't save him too, then I'm not leaving either!"

Qing Yu's determination finally made Sister Dai waver. She followed Qing Yu's gesture and saw the wound on Zhao Dong's finger. His entire hand was deathly pale from the unreplenished blood loss. She knew Qing Yu wasn't lying. She was also aware of the power of the Earth Fire; without outside help, it would have been impossible for Qing Yu to last this long.

Taking a deep breath, Sister Dai turned and walked out of the dungeon without looking back.

"What does she mean by that?" Zhao Dong asked with a frown.

"Sister Dai doesn't talk much," Qing Yu explained excitedly. "That means she agrees to take you with us! Senior, let's go!"

Zhao Dong didn't waste time overthinking it and immediately helped Qing Yu out of the dungeon. However, just as the two of them stepped outside—

GONG! GONG! GONG!

An urgent peal of bells suddenly shattered the night sky.

"Damn it! Ouyang Hong actually set up an alarm barrier at the dungeon entrance!" Sister Dai exclaimed in shock. She rushed forward, scooped Qing Yu into her arms, and bolted toward the main gate.

"Damn it!" Zhao Dong's expression soured. He pulled out a handful of medicinal pills, tossed them into his mouth, and immediately sprinted after her.

Zhao Dong knew he couldn't escape the Blood Sect on his own. Sister Dai was his last hope.