Chapter 1789 Destroyed

Dalton had never experienced being pinned down and taken advantage of. This was the first time he had been in such close contact with someone. After all, no one had ever dared to do anything to him. This was undeniably a novel experience. When Wynter pressed closer, Dalton discovered just how soft a woman's body could be. Like silk, Wynter was almost too tempting to let go. But she was too cold. Dalton could tell with just a touch that it was due to her unstable spiritual form. However, this puzzled him. Why was Wynter's spiritual form unstable in the first place? Ever since he had emerged from the refining flames, certain things about him had vanished—he could no longer trace retribution, but he could still see through spiritual manifestations. Wynter was entangled in personal burdens she had gotten from somewhere. Usually, cultivators avoided personal burdens at all costs, as they led to an ill-fated end. Yet, she didn't seem like the type to court disaster. As Dalton lowered hi