At this moment, besides Li Zhaojun and Min Shang, the woman Ye Fan was most concerned about was actually another woman, who held the same place in his heart as those women.

Even though Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman were the two he cared about the most, his responsibility to every woman around him was nearly the same. However, this only applied to the women he met on Earth before entering the world of cultivation. If they were women he met after beginning his cultivation, many were not the ones he truly loved, and he felt no responsibility for these women, such as Xi He and the women of Xuanyue Palace. These women had their own ways to live and did not need to rely on him.

After finishing his cultivation, Ye Fan carried a powerful aura within him. This aura was different from spiritual energy or elemental power, as it was nourished by Pure Yang spiritual energy. This power was actually only compatible with his body, and as to how great this power could be, Ye Fan was still uncertain.

"Kill me..." Ming Ye kept shouting, as if she was lamenting her life, knowing well that once in Ye Fan’s hands, there was no chance of escape. Even now, when Ye Fan’s power was suppressed, he could still control her, let alone in his prime.

Ye Fan approached, looking at Ming Ye while releasing the power suppressing her. Ming Ye was finally free from the torment, and as she looked at Ye Fan, she was somewhat confused. She could never understand Ye Fan, nor why he possessed such immense power.

Ye Fan suddenly extended his hand, landing it on Ming Ye’s cheek. Ming Ye hesitated for a moment before realizing that she was being "presumptuous," but this indiscretion did not greatly offend her. Being immortal for so long had made her indifferent to some human emotions.

"What do you want? If you want to kill, just do it. I won’t tell you anything about those two girls!" Ming Ye spoke in a nearly threatening tone.

"Where do you get your confidence from?" Ye Fan said calmly, "I have rarely seen a woman as beautiful as you. It must be that after you entered the immortal world, you sculpted yourself with the power of immortality, right? Heaven wouldn’t likely have granted you such perfect looks..."

Ming Ye sneered, "What does my appearance have to do with you?"

Ye Fan calmly replied, "My cultivation requires a cauldron. Don’t you think it’s relevant to me?"

"What? You!" Ming Ye glared at Ye Fan and said, "Are all you men the same? For women, and power, you go to any lengths. It’s like you are born to fight for power and women. In your eyes, are women just sacrifices?"

Ye Fan slightly shook his head and said, "You can accuse me using a moral shackle, but don’t forget, you’re just an immortal under the rules of this cultivating world. You offended me, I can kill you, but you still hold some value to me. Although your spiritual energy isn’t as pure as Zhao Jun’s, it can still aid my cultivation, so I won’t treat you kindly!"

"What are you going to do?" Ming Ye became tense, "Get away, or... I’ll kill you!"

"The more you say, the more you demonstrate your inner fragility. If I were you, I wouldn’t say anything. If you dedicate yourself to it, this cultivation of the cauldron is also beneficial to you. I will help you improve your cultivation, giving you a better chance to kill me, isn’t that great?" Ye Fan said.

Ming Ye felt utterly helpless. She wanted to kill Ye Fan immediately but found she had no way to do it. If it was just sheer torture, she might find it more bearable. After living so long, she was already indifferent to life and death. Her aim was to kill Ye Fan, to win face for Xuanyue Palace, a kind of obsession.

Unfortunately, now not only could she not kill Ye Fan, but she was about to become his cultivation cauldron, which was something she couldn’t accept. So, she would rather have a mutually destructive outcome with Ye Fan.

"Come any closer, and I will self-destruct. Let’s see who survives then!" Ming Ye threatened when she saw Ye Fan was already making a move.

Ye Fan said, "If you could self-destruct, you would have done it long ago. Why waste words with me here? Saying these things holds no meaning for you! Since you’ve offended me, you should have expected today’s consequences. Although you didn’t agree with it, consider it as me killing you after one last use."

At this moment, Ye Fan spoke with a ruthless arrogance, something Ming Ye hadn’t expected from him.

At this moment, the mysterious power within Ye Fan was also influencing his mindset. If the Pure Yang spiritual energy used to give him a regal aura, now this power made him harbor ambitions to alter and control everything, even to dominate the entire realm of life.

In his eyes, Ming Ye was just a failure he could obtain at any moment. He could take this woman and freely manipulate her life.

"No!" Ming Ye shouted, but it was meaningless. Although her body was free, her spiritual energy was completely suppressed by Ye Fan. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Ming Ye at the moment was like an ordinary human woman. While trying to escape, she could only rely on her feet. Ye Fan easily pulled her into his embrace. Before starting cultivation with Ming Ye, Ye Fan wouldn’t proceed directly but would use some methods to enjoy the "prey" in front of him.

When Ye Fan’s kiss landed on Ming Ye’s neck, she realized she was merely Ye Fan’s prey, not even with the qualifications for it.

Only women like Xi He and Guiguzi had the qualifications to stand up to Ye Fan, and she had no qualification to fight him at all.

Ye Fan no longer pursued information regarding Li Zhaojun and Min Shang. Instead, he used his own methods to possess the woman in front of him, to sense this arrogant woman’s loneliness and helplessness. His eyes were a blood-red hue, resembling a demon, instilling fear in Ming Ye.

"A truly perfect woman indeed, lucky she didn’t fall into the hands of that old fellow Zhang Tian. Otherwise, it’d be a real pity!" Ye Fan said as he removed Ming Ye’s last defenses.

At this moment, Ming Ye was merely his cultivation cauldron.