Despair! Ning Tian's Dark Exploitation!

In the past, members of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had visited the academy many times, but over the years, the number of people they had actually chosen could be counted on one hand.

All of this was thanks to Huo Yuhao. When one person gains favor, the whole academy rises with them!

In the Sky Screen, Huo Yuhao was now beaming, holding the delicate, slender hands of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's princess. He felt that life could not possibly get any better than this.

"Tian'er, thank you."

In a secluded, empty spot, Huo Yuhao gently wrapped his arms around the girl's shoulders, unable to suppress his emotions.

"What is there to thank me for? Yuhao, this is your alma mater. Isn't it only natural that I help them?"

A cunning smile appeared on the young lady's gentle face, making Huo Yuhao's heart itch with desire.

He didn't even notice that he had changed his way of addressing Ning Tian from "Sister Ning Tian" to "Tian'er."

"Yuhao, aren't you going to take me around your alma mater?"

"Ah? Right, of course. I'll take you to see the entire academy right now!"

Outside the Sky Screen, Wu Feng had already smashed five large trees to pieces.

"Tour, tour my ass! I'm going to go and tear this damn Xilan Academy to the ground later!"

No matter how furious Wu Feng was outside the Sky Screen, she could not change the events unfolding within it.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

Huo Yuhao in the Sky Screen had become completely accustomed to life in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, viewing himself entirely as one of their own.

At this time, his talent began to shine, and he even started receiving recruitment offers from other powers across the continent.

"I can't drag this out any longer..."

In the scene, it was night. Ning Tian, dressed elegantly with a touch of light makeup, carried a bowl of "Glazed Soup"—Huo Yuhao's favorite—and a strange, chilling smile appeared on her face that made those watching outside the Sky Screen shudder.

When Ning Tian stood at Huo Yuhao's door, she gently licked her lips, as if she were about to devour prey that had finally fallen into her grasp.

"What the hell is she doing?"

"I have a really bad feeling about this..."

Outside the Sky Screen, people held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.

"Yuhao, you must be tired from cultivating. Come and drink some of the soup I made for you today!"

Her voice was as gentle as ever, showing no signs of anything unusual.

"Creak!"

The youth in the room opened the door as quickly as he could, a shy, expectant smile on his face.

"Tian'er, really... I've troubled you again."

Huo Yuhao scratched his head and invited the girl into the room. The girl smiled sweetly, causing the youth to freeze for a moment, his face involuntarily flushing hot.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that the young lady seemed even more captivating than usual today.

However, how could he... how could he have improper thoughts about Tian'er?

As Huo Yuhao thought this, he...

"Tian'er, why... why are you looking at me like that?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned. For some reason, a sense of intense unease rose in his heart!

"Hmm? What's wrong? I'm just looking at my Yuhao."

Ning Tian smiled, gently reaching out her slender, jade-like fingers to stroke Huo Yuhao's face.

"Gulp!"

In an instant, Huo Yuhao realized that he had completely lost control of the soul power within his body! Oh no, have I been poisoned?

In the final moment before his reason collapsed, Huo Yuhao seemed to hear the girl's satisfied, controlling, and triumphant laughter. Then...

The image in the Sky Screen became blurred and shifted to the outside of the house. However, the voices from the scene clearly indicated what was happening.

"Tian'er, why would you do this? You actually forcibly fused your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul origin into my body. If you do this, not only will our senses be linked, but if I die, your martial soul will shatter as well..."

The youth said in immense pain.

"Who gave you permission to call me Tian'er? Heh, you're just a mere Huo Yuhao."

"Yes... Young Miss."

"Then why aren't you starting your cultivation immediately?"

From that day on, during the day, Ning Tian and Huo Yuhao maintained their usual appearance when together. Everyone in the sect felt that the Young Miss was truly too good to Huo Yuhao; she didn't act like a Young Miss at all, but rather like a virtuous wife.

Only the youth knew what kind of abuse he was suffering... Under the secret techniques of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Tian's martial soul origin had been fused with his own.

Now, Ning Tian forced him to cultivate every single day, and the moment he slacked off, she would know immediately!

Now that he already knew many of Ning Tian's methods, he only wanted to cultivate diligently and earn a reward from the Young Miss, rather than a punishment!

"You dog!"

One afternoon, while Ning Tian was away, Wu Feng, unable to endure it any longer, dragged Huo Yuhao—who was weak, delirious, and unable to even get a drop of soup—into a secret chamber.

"Tell me. Tell me. What exactly does the Young Miss taste like?"

Inside the chamber, Wu Feng gripped Huo Yuhao's throat tightly, her fiery eyes practically spitting flames of jealousy and resentment.

"Mm, mm... I don't know... I want to..."

"Cultivate, cultivate. All you know is how to cultivate. Why don't you cultivate with this young lady instead!"

Anger surged in Wu Feng's heart, and she instinctively raised her foot, intending to kick the boy in a certain place. But in the blink of an eye, she stopped, as if she had thought of something.

"Right. You have the Young Miss's Martial Soul origin on you... Since that's the case..."

Wu Feng looked at Huo Yuhao with a sudden, fanatical change in her gaze, as if she were looking at a rare treasure!

"Mm, mm!"

The boy's eyes widened in terror. Even in his delirious state, he still felt a profound sense of dread toward such things!

"Good, then I'll inject my soul power into your body and see!"

After the two separated, Wu Feng trembled with near-fanatical intensity, her fiery eyes radiating a strange light!

"Ugh!"

In an instant, her expression shifted violently, turning into endless disgust. She leaned against the wall and began to retch violently toward the floor.

"A man... I actually made contact with a man... this lowly dog..."

Wu Feng's face was filled with revulsion.

At this moment, her mind couldn't help but recall the kindness Ning Tian had shown her, and every little detail of their past together.

Back then, Ning Tian, dressed in a white dress like an angel, had taken her in from the slums when she was covered in filth;

They had eaten together and cultivated together;

She had confided her secrets to her, complained about the old fogies in the sect, and even vented about how strict the Sect Master was with her...

She didn't know how many times she had wished for the Young Miss to just stay by her side and get some proper rest.

Even if it were only for selfish reasons, born from feelings she dared not tell the Young Miss.

I... have no other choice.

"Mm, mm! No..."

Even in this special state where his soul power and mental strength were restricted, a glimmer of clarity returned to Huo Yuhao's eyes.