61: Chapter 61 Chen Jiao is shocked! His master is in another man's arms!

Yun Shuyao wanted to question and rebuke him, but the words were stuck in her throat.

Question what?

Rebuke him for giving her the power she had dreamed of?

Or rebuke him for his blatant possession?

She clearly felt that Duan Gujin's Origin power was like a scorching seed, deeply planted in her Nascent Soul, forming an inseparable symbiosis with her icy spiritual power.

It was nourishing her Nascent Soul and consolidating her Realm, but it was also like a brand declaring ownership.

A massive sense of humiliation almost drowned her.

She had spent half her life calculating and pursuing power, only to end up accepting a man's generous gift in the way she most despised, becoming his plaything.

The joy of the Breakthrough vanished, leaving only cold reality and powerlessness.

In the end, she didn't say a word. She turned abruptly, transforming into a streak of icy blue light, and fled from the Cold Pool in a state of utter disarray.

Duan Gujin watched her fleeing back, a satisfied smile of total control finally curling on his lips.

"Once you refine it, you won't be able to escape even more."

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The Cold Abyss remained as frigid as ever.

But for Yun Shuyao, everything had changed.

Five days ago, she was still the Dominator here.

Now, she felt as if she had fallen into a fiery hell from which she could not wake.

Duan Gujin's extremely overbearing Pure Yang Essence was forcibly poured into her body time and again, washing over and eroding her core that had been frozen for ten thousand years.

She sat cross-legged on the Black Ice Platform of the Hanyuan Palace, undergoing immense pain.

She had just reached the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm; this should have been a joyous occasion.

However, the overbearing and scorching Origin power left by Duan Gujin deep within her Nascent Soul had spiraled out of control.

This power violently clashed with the ice-attribute Cultivation Technique she practiced, causing her agonizing pain.

She forcibly circulated the Ice Heart Incantation to suppress it, but that dry heat suddenly erupted, instantly crushing her efforts.

"Ugh!"

She groaned in pain, unable to support herself as her body slumped forward.

One hand pressed firmly against her lower abdomen's Dantian, while the other propped herself up on the cold platform, but it was of no use.

Large beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, her face was pale, and she bit her lip until it almost bled. Her body trembled from the intense conflict between ice and fire, leaving her incredibly weak.

At this most vulnerable moment—

In the shadows outside the palace, the Inner Sect Disciple Chen Jiao was peering through a gap in the Restriction.

He harbored a distorted possessiveness for Yun Shuyao, having long since regarded her as his own plaything.

Now, seeing his Revered Master's pained struggle and hearing her faint moans, Chen Jiao's rationality was instantly consumed by an evil fire.

"Revered Master... so you can be like this too..."

His eyes were full of madness, feeling that this was a god-given opportunity.

"You need help right now... you really need a man's comfort."

Taking advantage of the gaps in the Restriction caused by Yun Shuyao's unstable state, Chen Jiao relied on his familiarity with the terrain to quietly sneak into the depths of the palace.

He saw Yun Shuyao slumped powerlessly on the platform, her sweat-soaked palace robes outlining her curves, filling his heart with a distorted sense of satisfaction.

"Revered Master... your Disciple... has come to serve you."

With trembling hands, he prepared to ambush Yun Shuyao!

Just as he was about to make his move!

The space inside the hall suddenly distorted, and a terrifying pressure as hot as a blazing sun crashed down!

A figure appeared on the jade platform as if tearing through space.

The newcomer was none other than Duan Gujin!

He didn't even look at Chen Jiao; his gaze instantly locked onto the pained figure on the platform, his eyes filled with pity.

"Elder!" Duan Gujin called out urgently, stepping forward and kneeling on one knee beside the jade platform.

Hearing this voice and sensing that familiar Pure Yang aura, Yun Shuyao suddenly looked up.

The pained struggle on her face vanished, and a surge of immense joy erupted in her eyes.

"Give it to me!" Her voice was weak yet clear and urgent, even carrying a hint of happiness as she reached out to him.

Without hesitation, Duan Gujin leaned over and pulled the weak Yun Shuyao tightly into his arms.

"Elder, I'm here! I've let you suffer!" He held her with heartache and excitement, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

The refined Pure Yang Essence within him immediately surged into Yun Shuyao's body, actively guiding and soothing the out-of-control power of the same Origin in her Nascent Soul.

The two forces resonated instantly.

Yun Shuyao's tense body completely relaxed in his arms.

She buried her burning face in his chest, greedily breathing in his scent.

The burning heat within her was quickly smoothed over, turning into a comfortable warm current.

She gave a satisfied sigh and relaxed completely.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Yun Shuyao asked suspiciously.

"I didn't! I suspect I just didn't pay attention to the amount for a moment!" Duan Gujin explained.

Over the past five days, he had always given her a sufficient amount.

"Villain!" Yun Shuyao wouldn't believe his words at all!

At that moment, Chen Jiao at the hall entrance felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

His hand froze in mid-air, and the fanaticism on his face instantly solidified, turning into a pale mask of unbelievable horror.

What was he seeing?

His unattainable Revered Master was showing a reliance, joy, and happiness in that man's arms that he had never seen before!

She had proactively thrown herself into his arms, leaning against him, vulnerable yet satisfied!

That "Give it to me!" and Duan Gujin's affectionate "Revered Master, I'm here!" completely shattered Chen Jiao's distorted fantasies.

The massive gap, the lowliness of being ignored, and the frantic jealousy made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body turning cold.

He was like an insect delusional enough to touch the bright moon, only to have its true form exposed under the real sun, humbled to the very dust.

Duan Gujin asked Yun Shuyao, "Elder, shall we continue?"

"Continue, I want to continue! I feel like I can't be without you now!" Yun Shuyao's voice carried a hint of resentment.

Inside the hall, Duan Gujin received Yun Shuyao's affirmative answer and also felt the intense longing deep within her body.

He held her tighter, pulling her close to him.

Duan Gujin said solemnly, "Alright! Don't worry, Elder. With me here, I'll definitely make sure you 'eat' your fill!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "eat."

Following that, he no longer just soothed her but actively injected his pure and scorching power continuously into the depths of Yun Shuyao's Nascent Soul.

This power immediately filled the immense void and pain caused by the conflict in her Cultivation Technique, bringing a strong sense of satisfaction.

Yun Shuyao sighed comfortably, her previous resentment completely vanishing. Her face flushed, her eyes grew hazy, and she even unconsciously rubbed against his chest like a cat seeking warmth.

"Mmm... that's more like it..."

Her voice was muffled and charmingly naive, a far cry from her usual icy demeanor.

Chen Jiao, hiding in the dark, froze on the spot.

Eat her fill?

And to be completely full?

This was absolutely the most blunt hint of Dual Cultivation!

Countless erotic images from the Hehuan Sect's classics instantly flashed through his mind.

They were actually doing this so brazenly on the Black Ice Platform of the Hanyuan Palace...?

This was simply declaring that Duan Gujin had completely possessed his Revered Master!

And his pure and noble Revered Master was actually so submissive, even longing for it?

"Ugh..."

Chen Jiao felt sick to his stomach; the immense jealousy and shock made his whole body tremble.

He wanted to rush in and kill Duan Gujin, but his remaining rationality told him that he was no match for a man who could tear through space and whom even his Revered Master relied on!

He didn't even have the right to approach!

The intense humiliation, sense of lowliness, and jealousy finally crushed Chen Jiao.

He covered his mouth tightly, stumbling backward, not daring to take another look inside as he scrambled away from the depths of the Hanyuan Palace.

The delusions he had when he arrived were now replaced by only coldness and the urge to die.

On the jade platform, the corner of Duan Gujin's mouth seemed to twitch very slightly.

He naturally knew that Chen Jiao had been peeking outside the door just now.

But now, he was more focused on the person in his arms.

He looked down at Yun Shuyao's relaxed expression under his power, feeling his power merging more deeply with her ice Spiritual Root.

This power was silently declaring his ownership.

"Take it slow, Elder. We have plenty of time! I'll let you 'eat' your fill."

Yun Shuyao had completely succumbed.

In her blurred consciousness, she knew clearly that this scorching power was a shackle, yet she could no longer resist it and accepted it with pleasure.