The Little Female Demon Needed a Ruthless Lesson!

With her neck being choked and her breathing erratic, Qin Zhaoer still tilted her head back, her reddened eyes staring straight back.

"I am a pervert," she said, her voice rising sharply at the end, "So what if you try to do something about it!"

Their eyes met, and neither was willing to back down first.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Wangchuan gave a low shout and pressed the person down heavily again.

"Let's see how you beg for mercy later!"

"Beg for mercy?" Qin Zhaoer, though being held down, still sneered, "You think you can make me beg for mercy?"

At first, she could hold on.

Gritting his teeth, he endured all the force, and even had the gravitas to raise his face in a defiant manner.

That's it?

"It's not a big deal."

"Don't forget, I know your own limitations, when and how much effort you'll exert, and what tricks you're planning to pull next. I know it all even with my eyes closed."

Qin Wangchuan seemed completely oblivious to this outburst.

He leaned down, whispered in her ear, and kept his voice low.

"You can figure me out, but do you think I can't figure you out?"

Qin Zhaoer stubbornly refused to back down.

"Hmph, so what?"

"Times have changed; that's a matter of the trials."

"I'm perfectly clean now, so your old tricks won't work on me!"

The words were spoken with conviction, which is also the source of their confidence.

However, she was wrong.

"Hiss... Hey, take it easy, are you a dog?" The shouting gradually changed tone, and the momentum crumbled inch by inch.

It wasn't until Qin Wangchuan, familiar with the place, found Qin Zhaoer's most fatal weakness.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Her back stiffened abruptly, her neck involuntarily arched back, and she grabbed the brocade quilt beside her.

His previous stubbornness crumbled instantly.

"I surrender! Can I rest for a while?"

"Not good."

"You're cheating!" Qin Zhaoer still tried to defend herself, but her voice had already softened considerably. "Who gave you permission to touch that..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was cut off again.

"What, isn't this your favorite?"

She bit her lip hard, stubbornly enduring her unwillingness to admit defeat.

In the end, he couldn't clench his teeth; his stubbornness, along with his arrogance, crumbled.

"... Okay, okay, I was wrong..."

Her voice was so soft it was almost unrecognizable, broken and fragmented, "Qin Wangchuan, spare... spare me..."

"Who was it that just said 'who's afraid of who'?" Qin Wangchuan asked.

"It's my fault..." she quickly admitted, all traces of her previous arrogance gone. "I won't do it again..."

"Um?"

"Really..." Qin Zhaoer, her voice trembling with tears, completely surrendering, "I'll be good every day from now on, okay..."

Qin Wangchuan chuckled softly upon hearing this and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

I don't believe it.

"Then... then what will it take for you to believe me..." Her voice was choked with sobs, she was in great distress.

I don't believe a single word you've said.

"Lie down properly, that will make it faster."

"... Qin Wangchuan, you just wait!"

Qin Zhaoer's expression completely changed. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out, "I will avenge today's humiliation tenfold sooner or later!"

He spoke harshly, but his body was unable to move, and he could only limply bear it.

In the end, all arrogance vanished, and the will to struggle disappeared, leaving only utter submission.

She did whatever Qin Wangchuan said.

She would roll over when told to, and get up when told to, obediently letting him do whatever he wanted.

But this night has only just begun.

They tossed and turned all night, making noise until dawn before finally stopping.

Qin Zhaoer was the first to wake up.

Before I even opened my eyes, that familiar soreness and weakness crept up my back, making my whole body feel like it was falling apart.

She knew this feeling all too well.

During those years of trials, whenever something like this happened, the next day upon waking up, it was always the same.

This time, however, in addition to the soreness, there were other things as well.

A warm energy was slowly flowing through my limbs and bones, and wherever it passed, my meridians felt more relaxed.

It's a breakthrough!

Fourteenth Realm, Heavenly Venerable Realm!

He stood in the same spot as Qin Wangchuan.

Moreover, Qin Zhaoer soon discovered that the benefits didn't stop there.

She raised her hand and gently stroked her arm with her fingertips.

It was incredibly smooth, much more radiant than yesterday, as if the body itself had been completely rejuvenated.

I was taken aback at first, then I realized what was happening.

This is probably due to my own constitution.

The Peach Blossom Disaster Body.

Normally, she is just a naturally alluring body, but her true power is only revealed at the moment of her virginity being broken.

For ordinary people, a passionate encounter is nothing more than a waste of time, but for her, it was a source of nourishment.

That Turbid Essence others would avoid at all costs was completely absorbed and refined by this body, turning into nourishment.

What's even more interesting is that she wasn't the only one who benefited.

The first man to possess her was considered to have received the greatest fortune.

It can nourish and replenish him, refine his foundation, and bring him more Qi Yun and fortuitous opportunity in the future, continuously benefiting him.

So.

To have her is a blessing, a stroke of good fortune.

Qin Zhaoer had heard these things from her elders when she was young—that she was born to be a top-grade furnace.

At that time, she only found it laughable.

I, Qin Zhaoer, am to become someone else's furnace?

Why should I?!

It was from that day that she had that idea.

Be strong, be ruthless, climb above everyone else.

Nobody is worthy to use her as a furnace!

She has cherished this ambition for so many years.

She was too young then and didn't take the last sentence seriously.

The term "furnace" has never been used in a derogatory sense.

If you find the right person, this physical condition is an incredible fortuitous opportunity of luck.

Once a woman loses her virginity, her body will become more beautiful and alluring with each passing day of pleasure, until she transforms into a true femme fatale.

A beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities!

Of course, such fortuitous opportunity did not come without a price.

It only recognizes the first person to enter its territory.

If he were to have intercourse with a second person in the future, this innate furnace would shatter on the spot, and his cultivation and physique would be completely destroyed.

There is no turning back.

Therefore, peach blossoms bring good fortune, while misfortune is fate.

The moment you give yourself away, you stake your entire life on it.

Who would dare to choose someone lightly in such a high-stakes gamble?

But last night...

She didn't even ask herself if she wanted to think it through before plunging headlong into it.

Qin Zhaoer gazed at the sleeping figure on the bed for a long time.

So be it.

Since I am willing to be his furnace and his Dao Protector.

From now on, his life would be tied to his.

She looked down at the person's sleeping face, and finally couldn't help but utter a very soft spit.

"You got off easy, you old fool."

The words were disdainful, but a subtle smile crept onto her lips.

Perhaps he was exhausted, for the person next to him was still asleep.

The morning light fell on that face, making his brows and eyes relax, and his usual inscrutable expression disappeared.

Qin Zhaoer stared at it for a long time.

I was so angry last night, but somehow all that anger has vanished now.

On the contrary, the more I look at it, the more pleasing it becomes.

Perhaps he had overexerted himself, and all his energy had been spent last night, leaving him unable to even muster the will to fight.

Perhaps it's something else?

Strange.

She couldn't be bothered to investigate further.

She slowly sat up, and as soon as she looked down, her face turned red.

The peach-colored dress was tied around her ankles and knotted.

It goes without saying who was behind this.

I looked up again--

The place was a complete mess.

The tube top was still there, but the two straps had long since broken.

As for the dress, it was in a terrible state; it was reduced to shreds and was no longer wearable.

The overturned screen and the shattered makeup box lay on the floor.

The decorative items that were just moved in yesterday and hadn't even had a chance to warm up were now scattered here and there, completely broken.

Qin Zhaoer rubbed her forehead and let out a long sigh.

"... never mind."

She knew exactly who had caused the most trouble last night.

I'm too lazy to figure out whose fault it is.

Resigned to her fate, she climbed out of bed, hastily wrapped herself in her wrinkled gauze, and barefoot, began to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain one by one.

His hands were busy, but his mouth never stopped.

"Qin Wangchuan, you're really something!"

"You've ruined a whole room full of stuff like this."

"What did I say when I moved in yesterday? Whoever broke my dressing case, I'd skin them alive—good heavens, after all, it's my own skin that's being skinned alive."

The person on the other end is still asleep.

No one answered her.

She muttered to herself, one sentence after another, while her hands neatly picked up the fragments and put them into a pile.

After picking them up, he went to right the fallen screen.

Once he was steady, he turned around and glared at the person on the bed.

"Old man, sleeping soundly."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep! Just sleep until you die!"