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In another luxurious private room, after several hours, Shawn Young used the Twin Spirit Rite. Not only did he refine Luna’s pure Yin essence, boosting his own cultivation, but he also left Rainie completely blissed out. She soared to cloud nine again and again, going from shy and reserved to wild and passionate—finally surrendering herself, body and soul, to Shawn Young.
You gotta know, a woman with the 'White Tiger Hall' trait is tough to tame. Thanks to her 'White Tiger's cold nature,' Rainie was pretty indifferent to this sort of thing. To get her truly hooked, you’d need superhuman skills—otherwise, no way you could conquer such a rare beauty!
After sending Rainie to cloud nine, Shawn Young delivered a full box of 'bullets' to her—only then did he crawl up, satisfied, and look at the two limp, gorgeous flowers on the leather sofa, their bodies glistening with sweat. The sight of those scattered red 'plum blossoms' put him in a great mood. As he slowly dressed, a chill crept up from the depths of his heart, making him feel seriously uneasy!
Suddenly, Shawn Young heard a flurry of footsteps at the door, followed by frantic knocking. Longhair’s panicked voice came through the door: "Mr. Shawn—bad, bad news! You—uh, you better stop playing around! If you gotta shoot, shoot quick! Get it over with and get to business!"
Longhair’s words made Luna and Rainie blush. The two girls spat lightly, grabbed their clothes and hurried to get dressed. Shawn Young’s old face turned red as he grumbled, "Uh—already shot! Hold on! What’s going on out there?"
"It’s like this—Goldtooth and Nika are here! And they brought someone super—uh—ah—wah—" Longhair didn’t finish before letting out a terrified screech, then fell completely silent.
Shawn Young froze for a moment, quickly finished dressing, and turned to the panicked Luna and Rainie: "It’s dangerous out there. You two stay here and don’t go out. I’ll check it out!"
Luna and Rainie nodded frantically, ducking behind the leather sofa together. Shawn Young walked to the door, paused, raised his left hand to his chest, silently focusing and staying alert. Then, with a twist of his right hand, he unlocked and opened the door—"Thunk!" As soon as the door opened, Longhair’s limp body crashed straight in.
Shawn Young quickly caught Longhair’s neck to keep his head from hitting the hard floor. Then he glanced warily outside, but the hallway was empty—dead silent, not a soul in sight. Still, Shawn could clearly sense an eerie, terrifying presence lurking in the shadows. Some powerful enemy was hiding, watching him like a venomous snake ready to strike. Major danger!
Shawn Young was on high alert, searching for the hidden enemy. Suddenly, Longhair—lying at his feet—snapped his eyes open, and his pupils glowed a terrifying green. Shawn sensed trouble. Before he could react, Longhair let out a creepy, owl-like screech, his whole body springing up from the floor. With lightning speed, his hands shot out, grabbing Shawn’s throat! The distance was too close—Shawn was caught off guard, and Longhair’s grip was insanely strong. Shawn almost blacked out from the choke.
Luckily, Shawn Young had braced himself. He twisted his right hand, powered up his waist, and flung Longhair over with brute force. But even face-down on the floor, Longhair refused to let go—clinging to Shawn’s neck like a man possessed!
Then Shawn saw the green light in Longhair’s eyes and realized—someone had hit him with a possession spell, boosting him with some freaky power! Shawn held his breath, grabbed Longhair’s arm, yanked and dragged him into the private room, then kicked the door shut with a loud bang.
After all that, Shawn Young pressed his own jaw with true energy, squeezing out a bit of space. He shouted to Luna and Rainie, "Quick! Figure something out—get some pee, fast! I need it now!"
"Huh? Pee?! What do you need pee for?" Rainie cried out in shock, unable to hide her surprise.
"He’s under a wicked spell—I gotta break it! Hurry up!" Shawn Young yelled with all his strength.
"Oh, okay! Coming right up—" Luna was quick on the uptake, grabbed a plate from the table, dashed into the bathroom, dropped her pants, and got to work. In less than two minutes, she came out blushing, carrying a plate full of pee. She asked Shawn, "Okay, now—what do I do with it?"
Shawn Young was being choked so hard he couldn’t speak, so he waved his hand, pointed at Longhair’s face, and mimed a 'downpour.' Luna, sharp as ever, got the hint—she strode up and dumped the whole plate of pee right over Longhair’s head. "Splash!" His forehead was soaked.
Immediately, Longhair’s body shuddered, his arms went limp, and he stopped moving. The green glow faded from his eyes, returning to normal, though he still looked dazed and lost. Shawn Young finally broke free, rubbing his neck and taking a long, deep breath.
"Longhair, what’s wrong with him?" Luna finally asked, her voice cautious.
"Oh! Someone hit him with a Wraith Possession spell. You need pee with pure Yin energy to break it! Lucky for us, you just lost your virginity, so it’s perfect! Otherwise, breaking this kind of spell is a real pain—wait too long, and you can’t save the guy. Longhair’s luck isn’t half bad!" Shawn Young explained.
"Oh! So why isn’t Longhair awake yet?" Luna asked, curious.
"Uh—his curse is pretty intense, and there are some side effects. His soul hasn’t fully returned to his body yet. I’ll give him a hand!" Shawn Young said, forming a sword-finger with his left hand and channeling his Heavenly Gang True Qi, pressing it against Longhair’s forehead. He shouted, "Three Souls, Seven Spirits—return at once!"
A flash of white light burst from Shawn Young’s left hand and shot into Longhair’s forehead. Longhair’s body shivered, like he’d caught a chill, and his dull eyes quickly regained focus. He shook his head, feeling the wetness on his scalp and catching a faint whiff of something funky. Stunned, he asked Shawn, "Mr. Shawn, what just happened? How’d I end up here? Why’s my head so damp? What is this stuff?"
Luna blushed and looked away. Shawn Young scratched his head and explained to Longhair, "Oh! You were hit with a Wraith Possession spell, but I broke it—with, uh, holy water! Otherwise, you’d be a goner!"
"Holy water? What the heck is that? And why does it smell so weird—like pee?" Longhair muttered.
"Heh—heh—heh—so-called holy water is just pee! Congrats, kid! You dodged disaster! Not bad, not bad! Bathed in holy water, fortune smiles on you! Heh heh—" From outside the door came Grandmaster Draco’s eerie, owl-like cackle.