"So it really worked..." Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, gazing at the crystal Buddha Tower hovering above his palm, and could not help marveling aloud. He had only been treating a dead horse as though it were still alive, making one last desperate attempt. He had never expected the Dragon Phoenix Art to actually replicate Qing Yanjing's bloodline power within him.
The effects of the Dragon Phoenix Art had truly exceeded his expectations. Not only had it copied Qing Yanjing's bloodline power, it had also copied the Saint Buddha Tower she had cultivated. Though it could not wield its full might, it was still more powerful than an ordinary Peerless Sacred Artifact. Most importantly, it could fuse with the Soul Refining Tower and become something even stronger.
Unlike the delighted Xiao Yan, Qing Yanjing was utterly numb. She lay quietly to one side, her eyes hollow. She had never imagined that Xiao Yan really had a way to cultivate a Saint Buddha Tower, much less that he would use the method that would hurt her most.
At the thought of Xiao Yan taking her chastity just like that, Qing Yanjing's usually tranquil heart filled with a tangle of emotions: resentment, regret, numbness, fear, anger... Today, she had experienced every one of these feelings she had so rarely known firsthand.
When Xiao Yan turned his gaze toward her, a little life gradually returned to Qing Yanjing's numb eyes. Enduring the lingering pain inside her, she forced herself to sit up and stared coldly at him. "You'd better kill me now. Otherwise, one day, I'll tear you limb from limb!"
Hearing the resentment in Qing Yanjing's words, Xiao Yan merely chuckled. He glanced at her flawless body, covered by his black robe, and said with a smile, "If I were