9: Chapter 9: Sister, you've reached the Golden Core stage now, isn't it my turn to bully you?

Inside the bedroom, the Pure Yang Qi and Extreme Yin Qi intertwined violently, turning into a visible white mist that enveloped the entire Canopy Bed.

"Only two left."

Sweat appeared on Su Feng's forehead; his Double Pupils were startlingly bright at this moment, like two revolving miniature suns, firmly locked onto the last two Death Points within Yan Ling'er's body.

His hands moved like phantoms, tapping several major acupoints on her body; with every tap came an injection of spiritual power purified to the extreme.

Yan Ling'er, lying beneath him, had long lost her previous arrogance and charm.

She was currently like a fish out of water near death, her skin flushed with an alluring rosy pink; due to the intense pain and even more intense pleasure, her hands gripped Su Feng's arms tightly, her nails nearly sinking into his flesh and leaving trails of blood.

"Out!"

Su Feng gave a low shout, his palm slamming hard against the flat Qi Sea of Yan Ling'er's lower abdomen.

"Thud! Thud!"

Two muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

Two Soul-Severing Nails, black as ink, shot out and embedded themselves deep into the Golden Silk Phoebe wall beside the bed, their ends still trembling violently and emitting a nauseating black gas.

Boom—!!

As the last nail left her body, the Seal that had been forcibly suppressed for several years completely shattered!

Within Yan Ling'er's body, a once-dead power erupted like a flood breaking through a dam!

Late Foundation Establishment Stage... Foundation Establishment Perfection... False Core...

All the way to the Early Golden Core Stage!!

A violent wave of spiritual power exploded with her as the center, instantly tearing the thick bed curtains to shreds, and the tables and chairs in the entire room turned to powder in that moment!

If Yan Ling'er hadn't just recovered her Realm, the entire Su Family courtyard might have been instantly razed to the ground by this terrifying Golden Core pressure.

"Hoo..."

Yan Ling'er slowly opened her eyes.

In that instant, a heart-palpitating blood-red Demonic Light flashed through those naturally seductive Peach Blossom Eyes.

The majestic Evil Qi belonging to the Blood Demon Cult Saintess, and even that lawless arrogance, had all returned!

Feeling the power surging like a sea within her body, the smile at the corners of her mouth gradually became dangerous, carrying a hint of morbid madness.

"Hehehe..."

A burst of silver-bell-like laughter rang out, yet it made one's skin crawl.

The next second.

"Bang!"

Su Feng only felt an irresistible force strike him, making his whole world spin.

Their positions were instantly swapped!

Yan Ling'er sat directly astride Su Feng's waist, her waterfall-like black hair moving without wind as she looked down at him from above.

That slender, jade-like hand now carried enough power to crush gold and stone as it lightly pressed against Su Feng's throat.

"Young Lord Su, pulling out the nails just now... felt pretty good, didn't it?"

Yan Ling'er extended the tip of her tongue to lick her red lips, her eyes flashing with the playfulness of a cat toying with a mouse and the pleasure of revenge:

"Just now, I couldn't Move and was at your mercy, getting my butt smacked and being touched all over..."

"Now that I've recovered my Golden Core cultivation, tell me... whose turn is it to bully whom?"

She was a Demonic Cult Enchantress!

A Devil Head who had crawled out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood since childhood! It had always been her who wronged the world; what man dared to ride over her head and act so domineering? Even if this man was a great handsome guy, it wouldn't do!

Earlier, it was for the sake of survival that she had to bow her head and act as a maid.

Now her life was saved, and her cultivation was back.

This debt naturally had to be settled properly!

"You want to kill me?"

Facing the death threat from a Golden Core powerhouse, Su Feng lay on the bed, his expression still terrifyingly calm.

He didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting, resting his hands leisurely behind his head as he looked at the murderous beauty on top of him, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Kill you? That would be so boring."

Yan Ling'er's fingertips brushed over Su Feng's Adam's apple, feeling that strong pulse, a hint of greed flashing in her eyes:

"This Pure Yang blood energy of yours is a rare and great tonic in this world."

"How about... I refine you into my exclusive Blood Slave? So you can only kneel at my feet for the rest of your life, being an obedient little dog, responsible only for serving me every day, how about that?"

As she spoke, the strength in her hand gradually increased, as if she really had murderous intent, or rather, she was enjoying the pleasure of controlling someone else's life and death.

However.

Su Feng laughed.

He laughed with contempt and disdain, as if looking at an ignorant child throwing a tantrum.

"Early Golden Core Stage? Is this your confidence?"

Before his voice had even faded.

Su Feng's Double Pupils suddenly shifted, and a superior pressure from the Soul level instantly exploded!

"Kneel!"

It was the same word.

But this time, combined with the Pure Yang spiritual power injected into her body earlier, the effect was like Words Carry the Weight of Law!

Buzz—!

The smile on Yan Ling'er's Face instantly froze.

She discovered in horror that the spiritual power within her body, which had been cheering and leaping just a moment ago, actually shivered like a rabbit encountering a natural predator the moment it heard those words, completely losing control due to fear!

That was the Pure Yang spiritual power Su Feng had left in her body just now!

That was the seed planted long ago!

"Ugh!!"

Yan Ling'er let out a muffled groan, her whole body instantly losing all strength.

The hand choking Su Feng's neck dropped limply, and her whole person collapsed onto Su Feng's chest like she had been deboned.

That bone-deep numbness, as if thousands of ants were crawling through her Meridians, made it so she couldn't even Move a finger!

"How... how can this be... What kind of poison is this?!"

Yan Ling'er's eyes were full of horror.

Her Golden Core cultivation was actually like a mere facade before Su Feng!

Her body was actually instinctively submitting to this man!

"Poison? No, these are the rules."

Su Feng flipped over, once again pressing this clawing little wildcat beneath him, regaining the initiative.

"A maid must have the awareness of a maid."

"Since I dared to take you, a demoness, as a maid, did you think I wouldn't leave a backup plan?"

"Your body, your spiritual power, even your life—from the moment I made my Move, they were already engraved with the name Su Feng."

Su Feng leaned close to her ear, his voice like a demon's whisper, carrying an irresistible magic:

"Since your energy is so vigorous and you wanted to turn on your master as soon as you recovered... then that's just perfect."

"Pulling the nails earlier was just the foreplay."

"Now... it's time for the real business."

"Your body is just an empty shell; your Origin power is almost depleted."

"To fully repair it, spiritual power alone isn't enough..."

Su Feng's large hand slowly slid down, his tone becoming extremely aggressive:

"You also need my Innate Pure Yang Qi."

"Only I can complete your Dao!"

"You... what do you want to do?!" Yan Ling'er panicked, truly panicked this time, because she felt that terror.

"What? To help you Cultivate, to help you... Mend the Heavens!"

Rip—!

That already tattered black gauze dress completely fulfilled its mission, turning into fragments that danced in the air.

"Ah... it's my first...!!"

The red candles flickered, the room filled with the spring light of passion.

The demoness's resistance eventually turned into soft compliance.

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

The clouds and rain finally subsided.

Yan Ling'er was like a cat drained of all strength, lazily curled up in Su Feng's arms, her body covered in the rosy flush after pleasure, without even the strength to Move a finger.

But her eyes were currently wide and round, filled with unbelievable shock.

Because she discovered...

Following that storm-like Dual Cultivation just now, her Realm, which had fallen due to injury and was somewhat unstable, had actually completely stabilized!

Even... that indestructible Early Golden Core Stage Bottleneck actually showed a hint of loosening! The Origin cracks in her body were mostly repaired by that Pure Yang Qi!

Just once?!

This effect was more terrifying than her taking any Heaven And Earth Treasure, or even more than her bitter cultivation for a year in the Blood Demon Cult!

"This... what kind of cultivation method is this?" Yan Ling'er asked in a trembling, raspy voice.

Su Feng stroked her smooth, jade-like back and said indifferently.

"Want to learn? Be obedient in the future, and I have plenty of Moves to teach you."

Yan Ling'er swallowed hard, her gaze changing.

The previous Killing Intent, unwillingness, and humiliation all vanished into thin air at this moment.

Replacing them was an extreme, fanatical greed and a thirst for power!

She was a Demonic Cultivator! Very pragmatic!

As long as she could increase her cultivation by sleeping? And even repair her Origin?

Where could she find such a good thing?!

To hell with the Blood Demon Cult! To hell with Face!

As long as she could become stronger, never mind a maid, she'd even be a dog!

Yan Ling'er actively entwined herself around Su Feng like an octopus, her small head rubbing against his chest, her voice so sweet it could draw threads, without a trace of the murderous look she had earlier:

"Young Lord~ Good brother~"

"I feel... like my Realm is still a bit unstable."

"My Origin... doesn't seem to be fully repaired yet..."

She looked up, her Peach Blossom Eyes full of seductive charm:

"How about... troubling brother a bit more to help me consolidate it?"

Su Feng's mouth twitched.

This demoness changed Faces faster than flipping pages in a book.

Just a moment ago she was shouting about killing, and now she's starting to beg for pleasure?

But looking at the System's prompt, Su Feng decided to continue working hard.

"[No good luck detected, please continue to work hard, Host]"