4: Chapter 4 Master, I'm sorry! I did this to save you!

Gu Yi's deep voice echoed in the empty, deathly silent ice chamber, carrying an unquestionable force that ruthlessly tore through the frozen air within the Guanghan Cave Heaven.

Fei Yuechan's cold eyes, clear as a pool of autumn water, constricted violently to the size of pinpricks due to extreme shame, indignation, and disbelief.

"You wretch... you are presumptuous!"

With a hoarse, broken shout, Fei Yuechan endured the tearing sensation within her body that felt as if it would freeze her Soul, and suddenly raised her frost-covered right hand, using every last ounce of her strength to slap Gu Yi's cheek hard.

She was the high and mighty Peak Revered Master of Lanyue Peak of the Xuantian Sect.

She was the icy Fairy looked up to by countless Cultivators of the Righteous Path.

Even if she had fallen into the dust, she would never allow a Disciple who usually obeyed her every command to look at her with such profane and possessive eyes!

A weak gust of wind from her palm, carrying a bone-chilling cold, struck out.

Gu Yi slightly raised his left hand and caught it casually in mid-air.

"Slap."

A soft sound rang out.

Gu Yi's broad, warm palm accurately gripped Fei Yuechan's slender wrist, which looked like it was carved from ice and jade.

The moment they touched, an extreme cold spread from Gu Yi's palm. If it had been an ordinary Golden Core Stage Cultivator, this arm would likely have been completely crippled by the nine yin cold poison in an instant.

The Primordial Limitless Creation Immortal Body lurking within Gu Yi seemed to have been provoked to an extreme degree; without him even needing to intentionally activate it, a force of Chaos blood and Qi, far more domineering and scorching than before, surged out from his palm.

This heat flow, carrying the essence of extreme Yang and Creation, not only instantly devoured the cold poison that had invaded his body, but also domineeringly drilled into Fei Yuechan's nearly withered Meridians along her wrist.

"Mmm..."

Fei Yuechan let out a deeply suppressed groan of pain.

That foreign, scorching Qi collided violently with the nine yin cold poison raging within her body, like boiling lava pouring into a ten-thousand-year glacier.

The excruciating pain from the clash of ice and fire caused her delicate body to spasm uncontrollably, and her cheeks, already pale as paper, instantly flushed with a sickly crimson.

But accompanying the pain was a strange, comfortable sensation that made her feel incredibly ashamed.

Wherever that warm Chaos Qi passed, the frost frozen within her Meridians showed signs of subtly melting. Her body, which was almost frozen stiff, subconsciously developed an instinctive craving for the astonishing heat emanating from Gu Yi's palm.

This physiological instinct trampled upon Fei Yuechan's psychological defenses like never before.

"Let go... take your dirty hands off me!"

Fei Yuechan struggled desperately, attempting to pull her wrist away from Gu Yi's palm.

That meager strength, in front of Gu Yi, whose Creation Immortal Body had just been formed, was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; she couldn't even move a corner of his clothing.

Gu Yi not only did not let go but instead took a step forward.

His tall figure, like a collapsing mountain, cast a highly oppressive shadow that completely engulfed Fei Yuechan on the dark ice jade bed.

He pulled slightly with force.

Fei Yuechan's light and delicate body lost its balance, pulled forward by an irresistible force, and she fell heavily back onto the hard, cold dark ice jade bed.

"Revered Master, why must you do this?"

Gu Yi looked down at the stunningly beautiful woman panting on the jade bed, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Right now, you cannot even muster one ten-thousandth of your usual strength. Struggling so violently will only accelerate the speed at which the cold poison attacks your heart."

Gu Yi's composure and ease completely ignited the pride and humiliation within Fei Yuechan.

As a dignified great Cultivator at the Peak of the Nascent Soul stage, when had she ever suffered such a great humiliation! To be suppressed on her own bed by a Disciple she had raised and carefully taught, and to be wantonly molested!

"Gu Yi... you dare to betray your Revered Master and ancestors? Even if it means destroying my Foundation today, I will never tolerate your insolence!"

Fei Yuechan bit her inner lip hard, and a trace of scarlet blood spilled out, appearing shocking against her pale lips.

A look of resolute madness flashed in her eyes.

Immediately after, the originally solidified extreme cold Qi within the Guanghan Cave Heaven suddenly became extremely violent.

Fei Yuechan was actually burning her limited life essence regardless of the consequences, attempting to forcibly break through the blockade of the nine yin cold poison and awaken the Nascent Soul lurking deep within her Dantian!

Forcibly circulating True Qi.

This approach was no different from drinking poison to quench thirst. During the stage where the cold poison was fully erupting, forcibly refining Spiritual Qi would instantly trigger a total backlash of her Meridians. At best, her cultivation would drop; at worst, she would explode and die on the spot!

Gu Yi keenly sensed the violently fluctuating, chaotic Spiritual Qi in the surrounding space.

He looked at Fei Yuechan's stunningly beautiful face, which was distorted by extreme pain yet still exuded endless pride, and furrowed his brows slightly.

This woman's temperament was even more fiery than he had imagined.

She would rather perish than lower her head to this Rebellious Disciple.

"You want to destroy your Foundation? Revered Master, this Disciple has come to save you with a heart full of filial piety; how could I watch you do such a foolish thing?"

Gu Yi's tone was cold and gloomy.

He moved his thoughts.

"System, extract the Immortal Suppressing Seal."

Accompanied by a golden light flowing in his palm, a palm-sized jade seal, dark gold in color and engraved with complex, obscure ancient seal characters, appeared out of thin air in Gu Yi's right hand.

Gu Yi did not have a shred of hesitation or pity for her beauty.

With his left hand, he clamped down hard on Fei Yuechan's wrists, raising them high above her head and pressing them firmly against the surface of the cold jade bed.

With his right hand, he held the Immortal Suppressing Seal, which exuded an aura of suppressing eternity, and pressed it mercilessly onto Fei Yuechan's flat, soft lower abdomen—the location of her Dantian.

"Boom!"

The moment the dark golden Immortal Suppressing Seal touched Fei Yuechan's lower abdomen, it erupted with a brilliant and heavy golden halo.

Countless ancient golden runes, invisible to the naked eye, surged crazily into Fei Yuechan's body from Gu Yi's palm, like living chains.

Those runes turned into an airtight net, instantly strangling the trace of life-essence True Qi that Fei Yuechan had just gathered within her body.

Not only that.

Even the violently raging nine yin cold poison was forced to lie dormant in the deepest part of her Dantian under the unreasonable and domineering suppression of the Immortal Suppressing Seal, unable to stir up any more trouble.

Fei Yuechan let out a shrill and desperate groan.

She only felt as if a mountain of ten thousand jun had been smashed down inside her body; all perception, all Spiritual Qi, and all connections of her Divine Sense with the outside world were completely and brutally severed at this moment.

Even the Sect distress jade token at her waist completely lost its luster, turning into an ordinary stone.

She was completely stripped of all capital for resistance.

She became fish meat on a chopping block, ready to be slaughtered.

The dark golden jade seal turned into a stream of light and completely merged into Fei Yuechan's skin, leaving only a pale golden lotus mark the size of a fingernail on her Dantian.

Gu Yi slowly straightened up and released his left hand, which had been pinning her wrists.

Fei Yuechan, like a marionette drained of all its strength, collapsed softly onto the dark ice jade bed.

Her chest heaved violently, and she gasped for the cold air in large mouthfuls.

Those eyes, originally full of majesty and resolution, now lost all their luster, leaving only deep fear, humiliation, and endless despair.

"You... what have you done to me?"

Fei Yuechan's voice was as thin as a gossamer thread, as if it would dissipate with a single breath of wind.

She could feel that she couldn't even muster the strength to bite her tongue and commit suicide now.

That extreme sense of powerlessness, of being the fish and the meat on the chopping block, completely crushed the last shred of hope in her heart.

Gu Yi leisurely put his right hand behind his back, admiring this stunningly beautiful picture before him that made one's blood surge.

"Revered Master, you were too impulsive just now."

Gu Yi leaned down, his warm breath gently hitting Fei Yuechan's frost-whitened ear, causing her to shiver instinctively.

"Forcibly gathering True Qi when the cold poison is erupting—if this Disciple hadn't timely used an ancestral secret treasure to seal your cultivation, you would probably have already suffered Qi Deviation and had your Meridians completely shattered by now."

He said these words in a high-sounding, righteous manner, as if he were truly an unparalleled good Disciple who would stop at nothing to save his Revered Master.

"So, Revered Master, not only can you not blame me, but you must also properly thank this Disciple for saving your life."

Fei Yuechan closed her eyes tightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the dark ice jade bed and instantly freezing into ice crystals.

"Shameless..."

She gritted her teeth, squeezing these two words out from between them.

"Revered Master can curse me however you like; as long as you can safely pass through tonight's tribulation, what does it matter if this Disciple suffers a little grievance?"

Gu Yi chuckled, the mockery in his tone undisguised.

He reached out, his long, powerful fingers gently resting on the lapel of Fei Yuechan's cloud-mist white dress, which had become somewhat stiff from the cold.

Feeling the touch on her chest, Fei Yuechan shuddered violently and opened her eyes abruptly.

"You... what are you doing!"

Extreme terror made her even forget to breathe.

"Detoxifying for you, Revered Master."

Gu Yi's eyes became deep and scorching, like two leaping dark fires.

"The nine yin cold poison has already penetrated deep into your bone marrow; this Disciple must use a unique Cultivation Technique, supplemented by extreme Pure Yang Qi, to extract the poison for you. During this process, there cannot be any obstruction from clothing, otherwise, the cold poison will backflow, and even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could not save you."

He spoke nonsense with a straight face.

His fingers, however, did not pause at all.

"Rip—"

An extremely crisp sound of tearing fabric suddenly rang out in the quiet ice chamber.

The cloud-mist white dress, which had already been frozen as brittle as thin paper by the cold air, was easily torn apart like fragile cicada wings under Gu Yi's fingertips.

Large areas of skin, white as jade yet glowing with a shocking, deathly pallor due to the cold, were instantly exposed to the freezing air.

"No... Gu Yi... don't..."

Fei Yuechan let out a pitiful cry, like a small beast.

She twisted her body desperately, trying to use the remaining clothing to cover her exposed charms.

That was her reputation and purity that she had guarded for hundreds of years.

Now, it was being ruthlessly peeled away layer by layer by this Rebellious Disciple she had once trusted and valued the most.

Gu Yi's eyes did not show even a shred of pity because of her pleas.

He leisurely, as if unwrapping a peerless treasure, gently flicked off the last piece of intimate ice-silk undergarment on Fei Yuechan's body.

Under the deep blue light of the dark ice jade bed.

That body, perfect and flawless, like heaven's proudest masterpiece, was completely and unreservedly presented before Gu Yi's eyes.

Due to extreme shame, indignation, and cold, a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on the surface of Fei Yuechan's skin.

She closed her eyes in despair, bit her lower lip hard, and turned her head away, no longer looking at the man who was looking down at her like a demon god.

Only the tears continuously welling from the corners of her eyes silently told of the collapse and humiliation in the heart of this Xuantian Sect's number one beauty at this moment.

Gu Yi admired this extreme contrast before him.

The high and mighty Revered Master was now like a clam meat with its shell stripped away, lying weak and helpless beneath him, only able to let him do whatever he pleased.

The ink-like color in the depths of Gu Yi's eyes churned with extreme desire; he slowly leaned down, pressing his own Creation Immortal Body, which was as scorching as fire, tightly and seamlessly against that cold, soft, delicate body.

"Revered Master."

Gu Yi's hoarse voice rang softly in Fei Yuechan's ear, like a demonic sound from Hell.

"Please forgive me."