Chapter 614 - 595:
Diligence indeed pays off, and finally one day, he found the residence of the Ice Mountain Goddess, a towering, majestic city. The elite soldiers guarding the entrance blocked his path, but the Swordsman, with the might of a single sword, slew dozens of guards at the gate. Then he issued a statement, demanding the Goddess leave with him.
The Ice Mountain Goddess appeared before the Swordsman, her breathtaking attire and haughty demeanor captivating him, solidifying his resolve to make her his own. The Ice Mountain Goddess coldly inquired, "What is your name?"
"Ye Chen," the Swordsman replied with a faint smile.
"What brings you here?" the Goddess asked in a chilling voice.
"I am here to make you my woman!" Ye Chen declared, his head held high, staring at the Ice Mountain Goddess on the city walls. That statement was an absolute desecration to her. Enraged, the Goddess raised her scepter and shouted, "You shall die today!"
"Ha-ha, today you will surely become my woman!" Ye Chen laughed heartily.
What followed was an intense battle, as countless elite warriors surged forth. Ye Chen, alone with his sword, plunged into the crowd. With exceptional courage and superior skills, he fought his way into the city and then stormed the Goddess’s Royal Palace. He casually brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders and smiled, "From today on, you are my woman!"
So saying, Ye Chen advanced step by step toward the Ice Mountain Goddess and then pinned her beneath him.
"No, you brute, you beast!" the Goddess screamed desperately.
Ultimately, under Ye Chen’s frenzied assault, the Goddess was defiled. In an instant, the grand city walls crumbled, and multitudes perished. The Goddess was utterly subjugated to become Ye Chen’s caged concubine, gasping beneath him every day.
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Ms. Yan felt she could not endure any longer, yet Ye Chen was still furiously venting as though his heart harbored myriad hatred and rage. The various positions had nearly drained her. Ye Chen held Ms. Yan’s slender waist and entered her from behind, a posture that penetrated deeply. Thus, each of Ye Chen’s forceful thrusts filled Ms. Yan with both a sense of fullness and sharp pain.