2: Chapter 2 Under the spell, the aloof fairy turns into a lamb.

The cave was deep and dark, the damp air filled with a trace of both passion and danger.

Su Yun carried Liu Yuqin in his arms and strode toward the large, cold bluestone in the depths.

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but Su Yun didn't care at all.

As the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique circulated, it felt as if a volcano was awakening inside his body.

Su Yun, however, had a cold face as he threw her heavily onto the bluestone.

His movements were rough, showing no tenderness for the fair maiden, and even revealing a harshness that vented his hatred.

Looking at the perfect body before him—one enough to drive countless cultivators mad—what surfaced in Su Yun's mind was the tragic scene of the Su Family's extermination.

Back then, it was this woman who stood beside Lin Aotian, watching the Su Family being slaughtered with that compassionate gaze.

With the words "The Su Family's fortune has run out" on her lips, she had turned around and helped Lin Aotian block the deathbed counterattacks of the Su Family members.

She was an accomplice.

Even more hateful than Lin Aotian.

"Aren't you very aloof? Great Saintess Liu."

Su Yun reached out and pinched Liu Yuqin's delicate chin, forcing her to look at him.

"If your Brother Aotian saw this current lustful appearance, I wonder what he would think?"

Liu Yuqin couldn't understand what he was saying at all; the heat inside her made her instinctively crave coolness.

...

As the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique operated at full power, the Spiritual Qi within the entire cave began to riot.

A visible vortex of pink Spiritual Qi swirled frantically around the two of them.

As the Mysterious Maiden Sect Saintess, Liu Yuqin cultivated the purest Yin-cold Cultivation Technique and possessed the one-in-ten-thousand "Supreme Yin Body."

Her pure Primal Yin, which she had painstakingly cultivated for over twenty years, was now like a dam bursting, pouring unreservedly into Su Yun's body.

Nine Yang Sacred Body, supreme hardness and supreme Yang.

Supreme Yin Body, supreme softness and supreme Yin.

Yin and Yang converge, Dragon and Tiger combat!

At this moment, Su Yun felt as if he were caught between scorching magma and frigid glaciers.

Every inch of his Meridians cheered, and every bone was being reshaped.

The Qi Refining Third Layer Bottleneck that had originally stuck him was as fragile as a sheet of window paper under the wash of this terrifyingly massive Primal Yin.

Crack!

Meridians widened, and spiritual power surged.

Qi Refining Fourth Layer!

Qi Refining Sixth Layer!

Qi Refining Ninth Layer!

...

This level-up speed was simply faster than a rocket.

Su Yun could clearly feel that the cultivation within Liu Yuqin's body was continuously being converted into his nourishment.

This was not just Dual Cultivation; it was plunder!

A long time passed.

The commotion inside the cave finally settled down.

Su Yun sat cross-legged, golden light flowing around him, with the faint shadows of nine fire Dragon phantoms circling above his head.

He slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a mouthful of turbid Qi, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"Whew..."

Exhaling a breath of turbid Qi, Su Yun clenched his fists, feeling the power surging like an ocean within him.

"Foundation Establishment Stage... First Layer!"

In just one night!

From a Qi Refining trash, he had directly crossed a major Realm and returned to Foundation Establishment!

Moreover, after being reshaped by the Nine Yang Sacred Body, his current Foundation was a hundred times more solid than it had been during his previous Nascent Soul Stage.

Su Yun turned to look beside him.

Liu Yuqin was curled up in a corner of the bluestone, draped in Su Yun's tattered outer robe.

Her face was pale, and her original Golden Core Great Perfection cultivation had actually plummeted to the Golden Core Middle Stage.

Her Primal Yin, along with most of her hard-earned spiritual power, had been completely drained by Su Yun.

By now, the duration of the Soul-bewitching Talisman had long since passed.

Liu Yuqin's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

First came confusion.

Then, the images from last night made her instantly snap awake.

"Ah—!!!"

A shrill scream echoed through the cave.

Liu Yuqin sat up abruptly, ignoring her exposure, her hands tightly clutching her collar. Her beautiful eyes were filled with horror, despair, and sky-high hatred.

She was the dignified Mysterious Maiden Sect Saintess! She had remained pure for twenty years, only to save her most perfect self for Brother Aotian...

To think she had been... by a trash villain she usually wouldn't even spare a glance for...

"Su Yun!! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to tear you into ten thousand pieces!!"

Shamed and indignant to the point of despair, Liu Yuqin raised her hand, about to summon her Flying Sword.

However.

Her Dantian was empty, and the spiritual power she once commanded with ease was now like a pool of stagnant water, impossible to mobilize in the slightest.

Even more terrifyingly, the moment she felt killing intent toward Su Yun, a piercing, heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from deep within her heart, leaving her completely powerless.

"Ugh!"

Liu Yuqin groaned, her face turning deathly pale. Her strength was instantly drained, and she slumped limply onto the bluestone.

"Clang."

Not far away, the Flying Sword let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.

Su Yun unhurriedly put on his clothes, turned around, and looked down at her with a playful expression.

"Save your strength, Great Saintess Liu."

Su Yun stepped forward, half-squatted in front of her, reached out to lift her messy long hair, and let his fingertips brush against her pale cheek.

Liu Yuqin instinctively tried to hide, but found her body so stiff she couldn't move at all.

"You... what did you do to me?"

Her voice trembled, and in her eyes, besides hatred, there was finally a trace of deep fear.

"Nothing much, it's just that our current relationship is... quite special."

Su Yun pointed to her heart, his smile teasing.

"Can you feel it? There's a lock there."

The Heart Lock.

The most vicious and powerful side effect of the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique.

Once planted, as long as the female side harbors hostility toward the male, she will suffer the pain of ten thousand ants devouring her heart.

"Despicable! Shameless! Lecher!"

Liu Yuqin's eyes were red, and two lines of clear tears fell.

"Brother Aotian will definitely kill you! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, he will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

At the mention of Lin Aotian, the smile in Su Yun's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

*Slap!*

A crisp sound of a slap rang out.

Su Yun backhanded her, slapping Liu Yuqin's beautiful face hard.

Liu Yuqin was stunned.

She clutched her burning cheek, looking at Su Yun in disbelief.

From childhood to now, who had ever dared to touch a single finger of hers?

"Shut up."

Su Yun pinched her chin, his strength so great he almost crushed her bones.

"Lin Aotian? Heh, that hypocrite is currently in the Immortal Realm, enjoying himself with other women!"

"If he really cared about you, why didn't he leave you even a single life-saving Divine Thought? Why did he let you come to such a dangerous place alone to hunt me down?"

"Admit it, Liu Yuqin. You're just a fool, a fool who was sold and is still helping the seller count the money."

"No... you're lying! Brother Aotian isn't that kind of person..."

Liu Yuqin was still stubborn, but her eyes had already begun to dodge.

In fact, she had also harbored grievances in her heart.

Why did other beauties have powerful treasures for protection, while she only had a verbal promise?

Why was it only her Mysterious Maiden Sect that rushed to the front for this kind of dirty and tiring work of hunting down Su Yun?

But this seed of doubt had always been forcibly suppressed in the depths of her heart.

Now that it was bloodily torn open by Su Yun, that pain was even more intense than losing her virginity.

Su Yun looked at the wavering in her eyes and sneered in his heart.

This was psychological warfare.

To completely conquer such an arrogant woman, the body alone was not enough; her faith must be crushed, and a new faith must be built for her.

"It seems you're still not convinced."

Su Yun let go of his hand and stood up, a terrifyingly sinister aura emanating from his eyes.

"It doesn't matter; last night was only the beginning."

A demonic smile curled at the corners of Su Yun's mouth as he approached Liu Yuqin again.

"My Cultivation Technique isn't finished yet. Since you're so 'loyal,' then use your body to continue atoning for your Brother Aotian's sins."

Liu Yuqin shrank back in terror until she had nowhere left to retreat.

"You... don't come over! I am the Mysterious Maiden Sect Saintess, my Revered Master is Leng Hanshuang! If you dare to again..."

"Your Revered Master?"

Su Yun paused, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, Liu Yuqin's Revered Master was the Mysterious Maiden Sect Sect Master, Leng Hanshuang.

She was also one of Lin Aotian's "harem" reserves, and a top-tier mature woman with "Ice Skin and Jade Bones."

"I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it."

Su Yun licked his lips, his smile becoming even more unscrupulous.

"Very well, I'll conquer the disciple first, and then I'll go and 'consult' with the Revered Master later."

"Revered Master and disciple as one—I'm sure it will be a beautiful story."

"You... you beast!!"

Liu Yuqin closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her face.

Su Yun didn't waste any words and directly pressed forward, his overbearing aura instantly enveloping her.