This Venerable One Really Has a Talent for Training Female Demon Gods

"You can understand it that way!"

"Anyway, I don't care!" Feng Yue smiled indifferently and swiftly used his divine ability to completely refine the fifty-five Great Dao restrictions within the Chaos Supreme Treasure once more.

A Dao Venerable's speed in refining a Chaos Supreme Treasure truly was fast—only an instant had passed.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

Seeing that the Great Dao contract had no effect whatsoever, the Creation Demon God became somewhat frantic, even pitiful.

She stretched out her hand and struck Feng Yue with her palm, putting every ounce of her strength into the blow.

"Are you scratching an itch for me?"

Feng Yue turned around in puzzlement, pinched Creation's lovely face, and directly lifted her into the air.

"This is Chaos. Did you truly think there would be fairness here?"

"Every transaction here is steeped in schemes and calculations!"

"You are still far too naive in the end!"

"Even if you have lived through endless ages, you are ultimately nothing more than a weak woman!"

"You possess only the body of a Demon God and the pride of a Demon God. Though noble, you do not know what true nobility is!"

Having said that, Feng Yue immediately used the void artifact-refining method, taking all the materials and spirit treasures he had collected over the years to forge himself an unprecedented peerless spirit treasure. He needed a powerful spirit treasure surpassing a Chaos Supreme Treasure; only then would he have a chance of surviving the calamity of opening heaven, and even have the opportunity to contend with Pangu.

"Creation Limitless Mystic Light!"

The Creation Demon God gathered every last bit of her Dao arts into one and unleashed a top-tier divine ability, containing the ultimate power of endless, resplendent radiance.

As the strike came at him, Feng Yue hastily defended himself, forming a shield from the power of boundless space-time.

"Bang!"

After the explosion, Feng Yue staggered back several steps before steadying himself.

The Creation Demon God, on the other hand, was drenched in blood. She spat out several more mouthfuls of essence blood, while the twelve Order Chains on her body rapidly coursed through her entire form, infinitely amplifying the punishment the power of the Great Dao inflicted upon her.

Cries of pain escaped the Creation Demon God's mouth as the Order Chains pierced through her collarbones and threaded through her limbs and bones.

"It hurts so much!"

"Ah~!"

The Creation Demon God rolled all over the ground, curling up as the Order Chains upon her body continued to operate.

She was already a Demon God bearing sin, yet she dared casually use the power of divine abilities. She truly had no regard for the Great Dao.

"What, does it hurt that much?"

"Does your entire body feel so painful you can barely endure it?"

"But that's fine. Aren't girls meant to be cherished?"

"Ha ha ha!"

Feng Yue let out a pig-like laugh, stepped forward, brushed aside the Creation Demon God's disheveled hair, and softly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts~!"

For some reason, the Creation Demon God actually answered him. Perhaps the pain had already muddled her mind, leaving her dazed and delirious.

"Then it is supposed to hurt. If girls aren't meant to be cherished, there is no meaning in them at all!"

"Save me...!"

"I don't want to die yet...!"

As the Great Dao shackles intensified, the pain grew increasingly apparent. The Creation Demon God was clearly nearing the limit of what she could bear.

She had cultivated through countless calamities, finally becoming powerful enough to rise as an ultimate Demon God.

If she were now to be tortured to death by pain, what meaning had her cultivation ever held?

"Don't worry. This Venerable One won't let you die. Otherwise, the Great Dao might think I drove you to death and drop a dozen or so Order Chains on me as well. That would be no good!"

Feng Yue forced a smile, though he was still somewhat shaken inside.

After all, the Great Dao shackles were far too heavy.

If his realm were lower, it would be fine. But if his realm were any higher, Feng Yue truly was not confident he could withstand them himself.

"You liar!"

Two clear streams of tears slowly ran down from the corners of the Creation Demon God's eyes. Pain filled her entire body, unbearable beyond measure.

"Curse me, then. If cursing makes you feel a little better, go ahead and curse!"

"Anyway, this Venerable One feels quite good about himself. I'm doing just fine, and I don't care about your words!"

Those weightless words echoed through the Creation Demon God's mind. For her entire life, she would be unable to understand how a living being could be so cold-blooded.

Feng Yue continued refining his spirit treasure. He picked up the Creation Demon God and placed her atop a Chaos Boulder, letting her endure it slowly.

Those cries sounded somehow wrong and disturbed his state of mind.

"Fuse countless Chaos spirit treasures and divine materials from Chaos!"

"Today, this Venerable One will forge an unrivaled supreme treasure!"

As he spoke, the fire of his divine soul ignited at his brow and spread outward.

"Infinite Artifact Refinement Technique!"

"With the Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Creation Jade Butterfly, as the foundation, along with countless spirit treasures and divine materials... Just thinking about it is exciting...!"

Nearby, the Creation Demon God lay atop the Chaos Boulder not far from Feng Yue, rolling all over the ground.

The Great Dao's punishment would last for one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years—one kalpa. To cultivators, that was indeed a very short time, but if it were used to punish a Demon God, every day would feel like a year, every second a torment.

Even Feng Yue found it somewhat too horrifying to listen to.

"Damn it, can you stop screaming!"

Feng Yue walked over and smacked the Creation Demon God's butt twice, telling her to settle down.

Who would have thought that it would have been better if he had not struck her? Once he did, the Creation Demon God cried even harder, her wails filling Chaos.

"This Venerable One gives up. Can you stop crying?"

"Hold it in. If you keep crying, this Venerable One will make you burst open like a flower!"

After hearing that, the Creation Demon God choked on a sob and her body trembled.

Threats still had some effect.

Feng Yue smiled and returned contentedly to refining his spirit treasure.

Yet the moment he left, the Creation Demon God's voice rose again.

Her piercing screams were always accompanied by shudders and trembling.

"It hurts so much!"

He ignored her and focused wholeheartedly on refining the spirit treasure!

"With no woman in my heart, refining treasures comes naturally!"

"With a woman in my heart, cultivation naturally succeeds!"

"With no woman in my heart...!"

After one kalpa, the Creation Demon God's voice finally fell silent. Having calmed down, she even changed into a new dress, though her cheeks remained streaked with blood that had not been wiped clean.

The same was true of her exposed legs and arms, from which dark purplish-red blood still flowed, making for a chilling sight.

Feng Yue shot her a glance. The Creation Demon God deliberately—or perhaps unintentionally—avoided his gaze, lowering her head without a word.

From then on, she never again asked Feng Yue about removing the Order Chains, and she did not even dare speak loudly.

She merely watched Feng Yue quietly as he refined his spirit treasure. Her phoenix eyes always seemed to hold thick tears, whether intentionally or not. The glimmering tears rippled in layers, as though white mist hung over her brows and dampened her eyes, making her look quite pitiful.

Perhaps even Feng Yue did not know that he possessed a talent for training female Demon Gods.

"If you are willing, after this Venerable One attains the Dao, there may be a chance to remove the Order Chains from your body!"

"But the prerequisite for everything is that you must be obedient!"

Feng Yue glanced at the Creation Demon God and spoke casually.

"Of course, if you are unwilling, you may leave at any time. This Venerable One will not imprison you. After all, you are no different from a cripple now!"

The Creation Demon God did not react. She simply stared blankly at Feng Yue.

As for what she was thinking, Feng Yue did not know.

In any case, he had given her the opportunity. Whether she left or not was her own matter.

There was no deep-seated hatred between them. At worst, Feng Yue could remove the Great Dao shackles from her body after attaining the Dao himself. By then, he would already be invincible, and she would no longer pose any threat to him.