I'm burning with anger right now

Amid the raging thunder, the White Bone Escape-Heaven Shuttle shattered with a deafening crash.

The woman in the plain dress deployed a Second-Order Talisman to protect herself and steeled herself to charge out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dense bolts of Kui Water Yin Thunder struck the spiritual light barrier around her. Within just a few breaths, the light formed by the talisman was extinguished.

She reacted with extraordinary speed, forming hand seals as a dark glow surged behind her. Strands of Blue-Black Talisman Spell Light, supple as silk ribbons, emerged and swiftly circled her body.

The lightning struck these strands of Talisman Spell Light, and both annihilated each other.

Seizing this opportunity, the woman in the plain dress rushed out of the area enveloped by lightning.

Even so, the thunder shook her until her organs felt ablaze, her soul trembled, and white spots swam before her eyes.

The instant she burst free of the lightning, a silver sword beam as thick as a chopstick suddenly slashed straight toward her.

The strike was timed to perfection, as though she had thrown herself into its path.

"The Upper Clarity Sword Talisman?!"

The woman in the plain dress recognized the sword light at a glance. Not daring to hesitate, she flickered aside like a phantom.

At the same time, she flicked her long sleeve, which turned into a sweeping length of silk and curled toward the sword light.

Yet the sword light was exceptionally seasoned and ruthless. Not only was it faster than lightning, it was extraordinarily nimble. Darting and twisting, it evaded the obstruction of her sleeve and closed in on her.

Sssht!

The sword light circled her body three times in rapid succession, cutting through her protective spiritual light completely.

Then the sword light reverted to its talisman form. Its spiritual energy exhausted, it spontaneously burst into flame.

Before the woman in the plain dress could breathe a sigh of relief, another astonishing surge of spiritual energy came from the void behind her.

She hastily turned her head. Amid the torrential rain, five golden Tiger-Patterned Mystic Light Chains abruptly shot out, instantly binding her voluptuous, graceful body tight.

She could not even make out who had unleashed the divine ability. The next instant, the chains tightened, and an overwhelmingly domineering force sealed her magical power and divine sense!

Her spiritual energy dissipated, and she fell helplessly downward.

Just as she was about to plunge into the sea, a figure appeared amid the wind and rain. A powerful hand caught her left ankle and hauled her back onto the Deserted Island.

"Are you Zhao Feixue?"

The man tossed her onto a reef by the shore and pulled the veil from her face. His gaze sharp as a blade, he bent over her and questioned her as he looked at her alluring face.

His face was as fine as polished jade, his features handsome. Dressed in splendid clothes with a loose robe and wide sleeves, he looked every inch the noble young scion of an aristocratic clan.

"It's you?! How could you..."

The woman in the plain dress recognized the youth before her and stared at Fang Hong in disbelief.

How had he done it?!

Before she could finish, Fang Hong gripped her cheeks with one hand, forcing her delicate mouth open so she could not close it.

There was no need to ask further. This woman was undoubtedly Zhao Feixue.

"Pop!"

He took out a jade vial with his right hand, flicked the stopper off with his thumb, and poured the potion straight into her mouth.

Then came a second vial, and a third...

Only after pouring five vials into her in succession did Fang Hong stop.

According to Kunxu's description of the seven great medicines, this dosage was enough to affect a cultivator at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Then he took out another vial of [Lust] potion and drained it in one gulp.

Unlike the [Sloth] potion, this potion tasted richly fragrant and cloyingly sweet. Upon reaching his stomach, it immediately dissolved without a trace.

Faintly, Fang Hong felt an inexplicable connection form between himself and the female cultivator before him, whose features brimmed with mature allure.

If I don't kill her, will there be trouble later?

Holding that thought in his mind, Fang Hong examined the Fate Mirror in his sea of consciousness. Only upon seeing the candle flame within it burning steadily did he relax.

Without question, the portrait of Zhao Feixue that Steward Mu had previously found differed greatly from the woman before him.

With bright eyes and pearly teeth, she was exceptionally beautiful, her figure voluptuous and sultry. Compared with Su Yao, she had more of a mature older woman's bearing.

Looking at the female cultivator's graceful, provocative figure, Fang Hong felt an inexplicable, unholy fire rising uncontrollably within him.

Powerful negative emotions began battering his mind, giving him a faint urge to cast everything aside and lash and ravage this woman.

He barely managed to steady his mind. "Why did you use Ultimate Bliss Powder to ambush me?"

Zhao Feixue had also noticed something wrong with her body. Hearing Fang Hong's question, she instinctively answered, "Other methods were useless against you. Only Ultimate Bliss Powder could... what did you just make me drink?"

"It's not your turn to ask questions!"

Somewhat agitated, Fang Hong seized her snow-white neck and lifted her up, demanding fiercely, "We have no grievance or enmity between us. Why target me? Was it because of the Xun Household?"

Amid the wind and rain, Zhao Feixue, stripped of her magical power, was soaked through. Her plain dress clung to her body, and her full, proudly rounded breasts trembled and heaved.

"Yes..." Zhao Feixue's willow-leaf brows knitted tightly. Unease and terror flashed through her phoenix eyes, and an irresistible instinct to obey made her answer. "After I fled my arranged marriage back then, the Xun Household secretly hired bandit cultivators to hunt me down. I nearly died."

"After ambushing you, I could divert the flood of calamity eastward... bring a powerful enemy down on the Xun Household and avenge what happened to me back then."

Just as I thought!

The unholy fire within Fang Hong burned ever more fiercely, and he gradually felt an impulse to lose control.

The deep, pale cleft between Zhao Feixue's breasts, her flat belly, the lovely curves of her waist, her long, enticing legs... all relentlessly assailed his will.

He narrowed his eyes at Zhao Feixue's captivating figure, his voice low. "Are you still a virgin?"

Even at this juncture, Fang Hong still could not let go of a certain fixation.

Humiliation, shame, and anger appeared on Zhao Feixue's alluring face, yet she still answered involuntarily, "Yes... what are you... going to do?"

"I'm burning with anger right now."

The moment Fang Hong finished speaking, an enormous wave smashed into the reef beneath them with a thunderous crash, sending spray flying.

The thunderstorm lasted an entire day and night.

Early the following morning, the rain passed and the sky cleared. Warm morning light spread across the azure sea.

Wearing the Wave-Subduing Cloud-Patterned Wide-Sleeved Robe, Fang Hong sat cross-legged on the reef and gazed at the boundless clear sky, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Zhao Feixue knelt respectfully behind him, her breathing restrained and her mind composed, dignified and quiet.

"So you've been secretly capturing cultivation cauldrons for that Hu Can in the Five Dragon Island market all this time? Aren't you afraid the Yin-Yang Sect will find out?"

Fang Hong asked calmly.

Zhao Feixue answered softly, "Hu Can saved this humble concubine's life back then. I swore a great heart-demon oath to serve him for ten years."

With that, she raised her eyes slightly and volunteered an explanation. "My lord, now I only need to deliver a message to the Li Fire Heavenly Palace for him, and this humble concubine's heart-demon oath will be fulfilled."

Fang Hong pondered in silence.

When he learned that Hu Can, who was wanted by the Yin-Yang Sect, was in the Five Dragon Island market, the thought of reporting him and claiming the bounty had briefly crossed his mind, but he had dismissed it immediately afterward.

The source of the information would be too difficult to explain and could easily draw attention to him instead. For ten thousand spirit stones, the gains hardly outweighed the losses.

He handed Zhao Feixue a Jade Slip and instructed her, "From now on, collect the spiritual materials on this list for me on an ongoing basis. If anything comes up, just leave me a message at Yunchuan Studio."

Zhao Feixue respectfully accepted the Jade Slip and lowered her head. "This humble concubine will do everything in her power to find them for you, my lord."