NTR: Choice Based System

As Hell's tongue was poised to enter her inviting lower lips, his acute senses detected a disturbance outside the tent. He froze, his tongue hovering at the threshold of her lips. "It seems we have intruders," he growled, his gaze snapping towards the First Elder. "Attend to the entourage, ensure warriors' safety. I will personally search for Ye Yang."

The First Elder, her senses enthralled by the promise of Hell's tender probing, had been drifting on a tide of pleasure, her anticipation hanging suspended like a held breath. But the abrupt news of an attack shattered the sensual dream, jolting her back to reality like a splash of icy water, leaving her dazed and disoriented.

Frustration etched on their faces, the pair swiftly readied themselves and burst out of the tent, their intimate moment cruelly interrupted. Hell transformed into his youthful pup form, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a fierce intensity as he sought out Ye Yang's presence.

15 minutes ago,

Ye Yang's private moment was disrupted by the rising din of commotion outside, his frustration mounting as the noise grew louder and more insistent. Reluctantly, he set aside his personal indulgence, his curiosity piqued, and decided to venture out and ascertain the cause of the escalating uproar.

As Ye Yang stepped out, he witnessed a tense scene unfolding before him. The elite guards had drawn their swords, surrounding a woman who's lavish, yet tattered, dress hinted at a story of turmoil.

Her beautiful, youthful features were etched with a mix of fear and determination as she clutched a bag and pleaded with the guards for assistance. However, their expressions remained sceptical, their faces seeming to ask: "What is a lone woman doing in the forest, unescorted and unguarded?"

With a desperate urgency, she implored the guards, "Please, go to your superior, I'm begging you!" Her words were cut short as she collapsed onto her knees, overcome with emotion. "Please, help me!" she sobbed, her tears flowing uncontrollably, her eyes welling up with a deep despair.

One of the escort guards asked, "Who are you? Identify yourself."

She implored them, "Time is against us! Please, I need your help now! The ones pursuing me are ruthless and will stop at nothing – not even your presence will deter them." Her plea was laced with a sense of urgency and fear.

The guards were sceptical, despite her desperate pleas. As a peak Meridian Opening stage cultivator, she was no pushover, but the guards were confident in their own strength - eight of them at the Meridian Opening stage and two at the Core Formation stage. Yet, she insisted that the ones chasing her were even more powerful than their combined force.

The guards were unwilling to believe her, and they also didn't want to disturb the important individuals they were escorting. It was their duty to handle any threats or issues without troubling their charges, so they were reluctant to get involved in her problems.

The girl's eyes blazed with fear, frustration, and a desperate truth. "They'll slaughter all of you, and the ones you're protecting! Can't you see? The ones chasing me aren't ordinary people!"

Ye Yang, sensing the authenticity of her words, finally stepped forward, deciding to intervene and handle the situation before reporting back to Hell and the First Elder, who were preoccupied with their forbidden pursuits.

"Let me handle this," Ye Yang stepped forward, his presence immediately detected by the guards. They instinctively warned him, "Young Master, this could be a trap or a dangerous situation. Allow us to handle it." Enjoy reading at m v-lem-pyr

Ye Yang instructed the guards, "Step aside, her words seem genuine, and we can't afford to underestimate the danger if her pursuers are as powerful as she claims." He turned to her, his expression softening, and offered her a flask of water. "Who are you, and what's happened to you?"

The girl's eyes fixed on Ye Yang's young face, and she intuitively regarded him as the strongest individual present.

Moreover, she felt that his power surpassed her own, even though she had reached the Meridian Opening stage, because his aura was impenetrable, and his true cultivation level remained obscure to her - a phenomenon that suggested his extraordinary abilities.

Desperate for help, she clutched Ye Yang's arm and began to weep, imploring, "Please, save me and my sisters!" Her tears flowing uncontrollably, Ye Yang's voice filled with concern as he inquired, "Who are you? What's wrong? Can you explain the situation to me?"

Between sobs, she revealed, "I-I can't reveal my identity for certain reasons, please understand... but I can tell you that we're not from around here." Her tears continued to flow as she pleaded for his help.

She pressed on, her words laced with fear, "We arrived here on a critical mission, but suddenly, a group of overwhelmingly powerful attackers descended upon us. They have immense strength and are supported by influential forces... and it seems they deliberately came for us, like they've been hunting us down."

"We tried to defend ourselves, but their power was too great. My sisters and I got separated in the chaos... I'm the only one who managed to escape. Please, you have to believe me! They'll stop at nothing to eliminate us."

Ye Yang, believing her words, asked, "Do you know who they are and how powerful they are?" He was wondering if the upcoming individuals were more powerful than the First Elder and Hell.

She shook her head, "They're incredibly powerful. Even the weakest member of their group has reached the Core Formation stage, while the two leaders have attained the esteemed Spirit Cultivation stage."

Ye Yang's mind raced with scepticism: "This has to be a joke, right? What reason could a mighty Spirit Cultivation stage cultivator possibly have to pursue a junior like her, who's still at the Meridian Opening stage?"

But he knew she was sincere, so he pressed on, "Where... where did you say you came from?" His mind racing with the implications, he thought, "If her story is true, it means she's not from this region, not even from this continent. The scope of this is much bigger than I initially thought."

Considering her identity seemed to be of utmost importance, with Spirit Cultivation stage cultivators hot on her heels, Ye Yang suspected that the enemy's power might even surpass that.

With this in mind, he made the decision to inform Hell and the First Elder, recognizing the gravity of the situation.

Just as Ye Yang was lost in thought, a loud, derisive laughter boomed, "Ha-ha-ha-ha! Min Kai, do you really believe this pitiful being can be your saviour?"