Tyler watched the man slip into the dorm. He was worried about his friend Bella, knowing fully well she might be likely to be violated. His spiritual sense allowed him to track the man's every move inside the dormitory.
As the intruder entered, dressed in a grey robe, he waved his arms, releasing a dark cloud of smog that quickly filled the room. The girls who were unaware of the impending danger, fell into a deeper sleep, looking so untroubled.
The man moved methodically from bed to bed, examining and sniffing each girl. He inspected their faces, their bodies, and even sniffed them, his demeanor was cold and calculating. His eyes finally settled on one girl, Bella!wrapped snugly in a pink quilt. With swift, practiced movements, he slung her over his shoulder and exited through the window, slipping into the night.
Tyler's mind raced as he watched the man leave through the forest, moving as effortlessly as a leaf on the wind. Is he another lewdster from the Sun Sect? he mused, he has never seen such skills and effectiveness from anyone from Sun Sect,
Out of curiosity as to where he was taking his friend, Bella to and also to have a knowledge of who the man really was, Tyler followed the him at a distance.
His spiritual sense remained attuned to the intruder's location, allowing him to track the man without being detected.
The man's pace was not in a hurry, it seems he had confidence in his abilities or perhaps a desire to avoid drawing attention.
After a while of pursuits, tthe man in black reached a secluded clearing deep within the forest. He halted, lowering the girl to the ground with a peculiar gentleness. He removed the black cloth from his face, " What fortune has smiled upon me tonight," he murmured, caressing her hair. "This one is quite the prize. Though her strength is only at the third level of the Energy Gathering Realm, her foundation is remarkably solid, and her vital energy is thick."
He chuckled softly, almost to himself. "With her energy, I'm certain to achieve a breakthrough to the Earth Realm. My luck with such beauties must be exceptional. No wonder the fortune-teller said I, Bethel, am destined for greatness."
He paused, a smug smile spreading across his face. "With luck, I can break through to the Earth Realm. My fortune in love affairs must be extraordinary to find such a beauty to refine my skills." His laugh echoed through the clearing, tinged with a sinister glee. "No wonder the fortune-teller said I, Rafat, am a lucky dog."
Hearing the name, Austin's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the situation. He recalled vague rumors of a dark practice, one where men absorbed the feminine energy of women who cultivated vital energy. This evil method was used to enhance their own masculine energy, a forbidden technique that targeted women with strong cultivation bases. The higher a woman's vital energy, the greater her value in this twisted ritual.
His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden sneeze. Bella jolted awoke, blinking in confusion as she rubbed her eyes. The first thing she saw was Bethel's evil face leering down at her, his laugh chilling, sending shivers down her spine.
"What...?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. As her vision cleared, she saw Rafat's face looming over her. He let out a low, malevolent laugh, his eyes glittering with perverse delight.
"Awake, are we?" he said, his voice full of mockery and satisfaction. The girl's eyes widened in terror, and she opened her mouth to scream, but Bethel's hand clamped down over her mouth, stifling her cries.
"Don't bother," Bethel hissed, his face so close to hers. "No one will hear you out here."
Her eyes widened in horror, and she tried to scream, but Bethel's hand clamped down on her mouth, muffling her cries.
She struggled, her movements frantic and desperate, but Bethel's grip tightened. He pressed his other hand on a key acupoint in her chest, sending a cold, creeping energy into Bella's body that sapped her strength. Her attempts to push him away grew weaker and weaker.
Bethel presser her mouth with more force to shut her up, her nails scratching his arms ineffectively, only managing to tickle him.
Bethel's eyes sparkled with pleasure as he watched her resistance. "This girl is quite amusing," he muttered, "So I like that."
Tyler's heart pounded as he recognized as he watched the scene. In as much as he knew he could not defeat this ever strong Bethel, he grew pity and sympathy for Bella, his one true friend
The realization that Betherl intended to drain her pure feminine energy, using it to fuel his own sinister ambitions, filled Tyler with a profound sense of outrage and resolve.
'I have to stop him,' he thought, He was determined to protect Bella and thwart Bethel's plans.
"Get away from her!"