The air seemed to freeze, as if even the dust particles had been immobilized.
The original charm and determination on the Queen Mother of the West's beautiful face receded like the tide, replaced by an undisguised panic.
Just a moment ago, the Quasi-Saint Magic Power within her body instinctively wanted to protect its master.
That was the pride of innate gods and demons, an inviolable majesty.
Even though she rationally chose to submit and give herself, her body's instincts reacted most genuinely at that moment—resistance.
Deep within his dantian, the vast and boundless Geng Metal Qi surged wildly, attempting to break through Qin Feng's restraints and send this man who dared to defy the phoenix's might flying.
However.
The next second.
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and the nascent thought of resistance was instantly crushed.
Do not move.
It remained completely still.
Qin Feng's large hand, which was gripping her lower back, was like an insurmountable Primordial Divine Mountain.
An extremely domineering and destructive force surged through her meridians, following the contours of their intertwined skin.
There are no tricks involved.
It's pure, absolute crushing power.
Her proud Quasi-Saint cultivation was as fragile as thin snow under the blazing sun in the face of this power, instantly melting and dissipating, and finally being suppressed deep in her dantian, unable to even cause a ripple.
"Hmm..."
The Queen Mother of the West groaned, her legs went weak, and she completely lost her support. If it weren't for the white jade pillar behind her and the man in front of her, she would probably have already fallen to the ground in a sorry state.
helpless.
A feeling she had never experienced before, called "weakness," emerged clearly for the first time in her long life.
She is the Queen Mother of the West!
He is the head of all gods who wields power over punishments and commands female immortals!
Even if she were to face the Three Pure Ones, she might not be able to defeat them, but she would never be in a situation where even moving a finger has become a luxury.
In front of this man, she felt no longer like the high and mighty ancient god, but a powerless mortal woman who could only let him do whatever he wanted.
Fear, mixed with a strange shiver, shot up my spine and up to the top of my head.
"Want to resist?"
Qin Feng's voice rang out above her head, tinged with a hint of mockery and nonchalance.
He wasn't annoyed by the sudden surge of magical Magic Power; instead, he seemed to have discovered a novel toy.
Qin Feng slowly lowered his head, his deep eyes like two abysses, shamelessly enjoying her current disheveled state.
Fear, shame, helplessness, struggle.
These emotions intertwined on that exquisitely beautiful face, creating a scene as captivating as a grand drama.
"I thought Her Empress had really come to her senses."
Qin Feng released his grip on her lower back, then extended a finger and gently lifted her smooth, jade-like chin.
My fingertips felt slightly cool.
The moment she was touched, Queen Mother of the West trembled violently and instinctively tried to turn her head away, but Qin Feng used a little force to force her to raise her head and meet his gaze.
Their eyes met.
Qin Feng's eyes held no lust whatsoever; they were frighteningly clear.
He was scrutinizing her.
Like a discerning buyer examining a commodity for sale at a market, assessing its quality, value, and... whether it's worth buying.
That look was more painful than killing her.
"It seems that the so-called submission is nothing more than a momentary whim of Her Empress, or perhaps... a delaying tactic?"
Qin Feng's lips curled into a playful smile as he gently traced the outline of her lower lip with his thumb.
"Is this all the composure the Head of Female Immortals?"
"His body may be quite honest, but it seems the rebellious streak in his heart hasn't been completely eradicated."
The Queen Mother of the West gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening, and her usually majestic phoenix eyes were now filled with a thin layer of mist.
humiliation.
A blatant humiliation.
She had abandoned all her dignity, even resorting to this method to please him, but all she received in return was his flippant mockery.
"I don't..."
She tried to explain, but her voice was terribly hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.
"No?"
Qin Feng chuckled softly, his fingers sliding down her chin and stopping on her delicate collarbone, where he gently tapped it.
"If you don't have anything, then why are you shaking?"
"If it was a voluntary sacrifice, then what was that Magic Power that tried to blast me away just now?"
"Admit it, Yang Hui."
Qin Feng leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe, but his tone was as cold as frost.
"You are still the high and mighty Queen Mother of the West."
"Deep down, you still look down on me, thinking I'm a despicable person who takes advantage of others, and that this is just a dirty deal."
"You want to exchange your body for peace in West Kunlun, and maintain your ridiculous sense of superiority through this kind of charity."
Every word was like a sharp knife, precisely piercing the most hidden corner of the Queen Mother of the West's heart.
They've been exposed.
All her pretense and mental preparation were laid bare before this man's eyes, which seemed to see right through people.
Yes.
She was unwilling to accept it.
She is a primordial deity, an existence coexisting with heaven and earth. Why should she bow down to a rising star? Why should she resort to selling her beauty to survive?
But...
When Qin Feng laid these thoughts bare on the table, she felt not relief, but unprecedented panic.
If even this last bargaining chip is seen through and rejected by him, then what hope is there for West Kunlun...?
"No... that's not how it is!"
The Queen Mother of the West panicked.
Forget about being reserved, she grabbed Qin Feng's clothes with both hands, eager to explain.
"I just... I just haven't gotten used to it yet..."
" Qin Feng, believe me, I really am..."
That's enough.
Those two words were like two buckets of cold water, instantly extinguishing all her eagerness.
Qin Feng's smile faded.
He slowly released his grip and took a step back.
This step is not far.
But between the two, it seemed as if an insurmountable chasm had been drawn.
The previously ambiguous and romantic atmosphere vanished instantly as he retreated.
The suffocating sense of oppression disappeared, replaced by a chilling sense of alienation.
Qin Feng slowly and deliberately straightened his slightly disheveled sleeves, his movements elegant and composed, as if the bully who had just pinned her against the pillar and harassed her was not him at all.
He raised his head and looked the Queen Mother of the West up and down.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the gossamer-thin palace dress before finally settling on that pale yet still exquisitely beautiful face.
Shaking his head.
He shook his head again.
This time, it was with undisguised disappointment.
"Your charm is truly extraordinary."
Qin Feng spoke calmly, his tone as even as if he were stating an objective fact.
"With that figure and that appearance, even if you looked across the entire Primordial World, you wouldn't find another person who could compare to you."
"If it were any other man, he would probably be kneeling at your feet by now, willingly serving you like a slave."
He paused, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Pity..."
"You're far from being able to conquer me."
boom!
The Queen Mother of the West felt a buzzing in her head, as if she had been struck by lightning.
Not enough?
She, the Queen Mother of the West, took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, even going to such lengths, and yet the evaluation she received was... not enough?
"I don't lack women."
Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking down arrogantly.
"Whether it's Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace or a princess in Heavenly Court, if I want it, someone is always willing to give me their heart."
"What I want is a complete, pure woman."
"Instead of a beautiful shell, but one filled with scheming and arrogance."
Qin Feng turned around, his back to her, leaving her with a cold and indifferent silhouette.
"When will you completely shed that ' Queen Mother of the West ' persona?"
"When did you learn how to simply be a woman?"
"Come find me again."
After saying that.
Without the slightest hesitation, he strode forward and headed straight for the palace gate.
The footsteps were steady and powerful, each step seeming to tread on the shattered pride of the Queen Mother of the West.
He just left like that?
At this crucial moment, when the atmosphere had reached its peak, when she had given up all resistance, he just... left?
The Queen Mother of the West leaned against the cold jade pillar, her body slowly sliding down it.
She watched his receding figure, opened her mouth as if to call out to him, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't make a sound.
humiliation.
The unprecedented sense of humiliation was like a fire, burning her internal organs with pain.
She had never been so humiliated in her life.
She offered herself to him and was rejected, and then he even said she wasn't "good enough." It was like throwing her face into the ground and then kicking her while she was down.
anger.
She wished she could summon the Kunlun Mirror right now and give that arrogant bastard a good beating.
but...
Beneath this overwhelming anger and humiliation, deep within her heart, a strange emotion, one that even she herself was unwilling to acknowledge, was quietly brewing.
A flutter in my heart.
The look in that man's eyes when he rejected her, the dashing figure as he turned and left, that domineering attitude that made all the women in the world seem insignificant...
She's damnably charming.
Compared to those spineless men who only drooled over her and flattered her, this man who dared to trample on her dignity and still complain that she wasn't good enough left an indelible mark on her.
Is this what a true powerhouse is?
Is this the kind of arrogance that disregards even sages?
" Qin Feng..."
The Queen Mother of the West slumped to the ground, her hands gripping the thin palace dress she wore tightly, her knuckles turning white.
She bit her lip until she tasted a hint of blood.
In those phoenix eyes that were originally filled with confusion and frustration, a flame that had never been seen before suddenly ignited.
That's a refusal to admit defeat.
It is also a kind of almost pathological desire to conquer.
"Not enough, is that it...?"
"Just a shell, is that it...?"
She took a deep breath, looked at the palace door that Qin Feng had closed again, and a tragically beautiful smile appeared on her lips.
"Good."
" Qin Feng, you just wait."
"Sooner or later, I... no, I will make you beg for it!"
Inside the palace, candlelight flickered.
The once unapproachable Head of Female Immortals immortals now sits on the cold ground, like an abandoned little girl, or a madwoman about to awaken.
Outside the door.
Qin Feng hummed an unknown tune, feeling incredibly relaxed and happy.
"Ding! Detected that the host is employing an extremely sophisticated strategy of feigning indifference!"
System rating: This tug-of-war is perfect!
"Progress in conquering the Queen Mother of the West: Soared from 30% to 80%!"
"Comment: What you can't have always stirs your heart, and those who are favored are always fearless. Host, you understand human nature."
Qin Feng listened to the notification in his mind and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Do you really think I'm a paragon of virtue?
You won't even eat the meat that's been delivered to your door?
joke.
That's called tactics.
The current Queen Mother of the West is only outwardly submissive; she still maintains a haughty demeanor.
Only by completely shattering her pride, making her anxious and insecure, and making her doubt herself, will she truly and wholeheartedly fall in love with you and depend on you.
At that time.
That means not just gaining a person, but gaining a completely genuine heart.
No rush.
Qin Feng glanced at the Ming Yue in the sky, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
"The night is long, but the real show... has only just begun."