Henry Bolton felt himself holding a soft, smooth, and delicate body, his hands gripping supple, elastic, and lustrous breasts, his lower body tightly constrained, yet a faint sense of pleasure still managed to seep through.

　　Before his eyes was a face of unparalleled beauty, tears shimmering on her flawless jade-like cheeks, her eyes filled with humiliation and hatred as she stared at him.

　　Wasn’t he just playing an online game? How did he end up here? And with this stunning young woman in front of him...

　　Could this be a dream?

　　As his body moved slightly, the friction with the girl's icy, delicate body sent a tingling and pleasurable sensation through him, and the girl across from him couldn’t help but let out a moan that seemed to reach into his very bones.

　　What on earth was going on? Henry Bolton tried hard to recall, when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his head, and his mind was thrown into chaos as fragments of unfamiliar memories flooded in, leaving him momentarily disoriented.

　　After a while, Henry Bolton regained his composure and came to a conclusion: he had actually transmigrated, and from within a game, no less. He’d read about such things in novels countless times, but never imagined it would happen to him. Was this luck, or misfortune?

　　Fortunately, Henry Bolton was quite adaptable and immediately began to consider his current situation.

　　From Edward Foster’s memories, he learned that this was a world of cultivation, extremely similar to the game “Immortal Dao” he used to play on Earth.

　　The original owner of this body, Edward Foster, had been an inner disciple of the Windwalker Sect. One night, he encountered a stunningly beautiful girl, was overcome by lust, killed her brother, and intended to make the girl his dual cultivation furnace.

　　As Henry Bolton was pondering this, he felt a slight tremor from Claire Young’s delicate body and quickly snapped back to reality.

　　Wasn’t she under Edward Foster’s immobilization spell? How could she move again?

　　But then Henry Bolton understood. After all, he’d spent hundreds of in-game years in “Immortal Dao” and was familiar with some basic cultivation knowledge.

　　The “immobilization spell” was originally a rather advanced technique, only high-level cultivators in the Core Formation stage could cast it, but some bored high-level cultivators had made some modifications.

　　Thus, a simplified version of the immobilization spell was created, which is the current low-level immobilization spell.

　　Although Claire Young was under Edward Foster’s immobilization spell, this low-level version was actually quite limited. It worked well on ordinary people, but for a martial artist like Claire Young, its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

　　However, the spell’s automatic release wasn’t instantaneous, so Claire Young’s body could only tremble slightly.

　　Feeling the trembling of the jade body beneath him, another wave of pleasure surged from her smooth, snow-white skin. The unique feminine fragrance and her heart-stirring moans ignited a nameless evil fire within Henry Bolton.

　　Henry Bolton’s reason and morals told him he couldn’t go on like this...

　　But driven by primal human desire and that nameless fire, Henry Bolton’s body still began to “move,” his hands wandering over the icy, flawless body of the stunning girl.

　　As a homebody, Henry Bolton gradually tasted the flavor of a woman. By a twist of fate, he ended up joining with such an extraordinary woman. He only felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure, but deep down, there was still a trace of unease and a strong sense of guilt.

　　After “battling” for over ten minutes, Henry Bolton got up. On the ground, Claire Young clutched her clothes to cover her beautiful body, her soft sobs quietly echoing in the night air.

　　Henry Bolton looked at her with a complicated expression, a sense of pity rising in his heart. He had ended up having such a relationship with a girl who had nothing to do with him.

　　He never considered himself a gentleman, but neither was he a villain beyond redemption. Having committed such a mistake, he felt anxious and uneasy.

　　Taking a deep breath, Henry Bolton walked to the side. He could hear the sound of Claire Young dressing, but his eyes were fixed on the night sky.

　　The stars above were very different from those on Earth. Although there weren’t two moons as in some fantasy novels, the unfamiliar sky still gave Henry Bolton a profound sense of strangeness.

　　From Edward Foster’s memories, he knew this was a world of cultivation filled with both danger and opportunity. Facing such a world, what should he do? Should he resign himself to being a low-level cultivator, or set out on the elusive path of cultivation in pursuit of the legendary immortality?

　　There were still many things Henry Bolton needed to resolve. What about Edward Foster’s identity? Should he leave Fangyun Mountain, or flee to some distant land?

　　And what about this stunning girl with whom he had just shared such intimacy? Should he leave her by the roadside, or silence her forever?

　　Suddenly, a chill ran through Henry Bolton’s heart. How could he even think of killing her to keep her quiet? Was he still that homebody from Earth?

　　Just then, the sound of light footsteps approached. Claire Young, unsteady on her feet, walked toward Henry Bolton. Her beautiful legs moved awkwardly, and there were still a few conspicuous traces of blood at the hem of her skirt.

Chapter 004: The Purple-Gold Jade Tube

　　Claire Young walked up to Henry Bolton, paused slightly, and her eyes, filled with complex emotions, lingered on Henry Bolton’s face for a moment.

　　Should he kill her? Once again, this inexplicable thought surfaced in Henry Bolton’s mind.