At this moment, Master Mingye was completely unable to resist; she could only passively accept everything in front of her.

Ye Fan was like a tyrant. His eyes were filled with blood‑red, and he seemed extremely overbearing, not giving Master Mingye the slightest chance to refuse or struggle. At this moment Master Mingye was just like an ordinary mortal woman, and she had run into the most domineering and unreasonable Ye Fan. Although she made some struggling movements, to Ye Fan this only added a bit of interest and in no way affected what he intended to do.

In this void environment, even if he gave Master Mingye freedom again, she still wouldn’t be able to leave, so all she could do was try her best to avoid being violated by Ye Fan—but that too was completely futile.

The powerful force carried on Ye Fan’s body was enough to crush everything on her, enough to turn her flesh and blood body into dust in the void. At this moment Ye Fan had none of the gentleness he showed to the women at his side; he was entirely an overbearing, unreasonable man, determined to seize Master Mingye in the most direct way, as if taking pleasure in conquest.

"Ye Fan, do you know what you’re doing? You’re courting death... I will definitely kill you..." Master Mingye was still threatening him, but in the end she closed her eyes herself, because she had already been forced to submit by Ye Fan’s power.

With a Pure Yin Spiritual Energy constitution, she naturally had an instinct to submit to Ye Fan’s Pure Yang Spiritual Energy. At this moment a very strange thought arose in her heart—she actually didn’t have that much inner resistance toward Ye Fan.

"What’s going on?" Master Mingye felt extremely puzzled inside. "Why is it that not only do I not reject and repel him in my heart, but instead I actually want to cater to him?"

She closed her eyes and felt that Pure Yang Spiritual Energy conquering her. Although she was unable to mobilize the Pure Yin Spiritual Energy in her body, her constitution still did not reject Ye Fan’s taking possession of her. The instant Ye Fan completely claimed her, she couldn’t help but cry out, and if this had been in an ordinary space with an air medium to carry sound, that cry would surely have shaken the sky.

"Ah!"

Master Mingye kept clinging to one single thought—to kill Ye Fan. She forced herself to accept this thought and not sink into the sensations in front of her, but her heart involuntarily accepted the feelings Ye Fan was giving her, leaving her with no way to resist.

At this time Ye Fan wasn’t about to reason with her at all; he even lifted her body into the air. In this sealed little space, a gravity and pressure similar to that on Earth had formed, and without the blessing of Spiritual Energy cultivation, Master Mingye was nothing more than an ordinary woman.

"Ye Fan, you’ll die a horrible death. To think you’d use such forced methods to obtain a woman—you are no true gentleman! You... I’m begging you, could you just kill me?"

When Master Mingye spoke, her eyes could no longer open. She was trying her best to suppress that feeling in her heart. Unfortunately, her constitution was Pure Yin, and her cultivation system was the same as Li Zhaojun’s, so what Li Zhaojun couldn’t resist, she herself couldn’t resist either. At this moment she had already gone from being forcibly taken to gradually accepting and growing accustomed to the entire process, even somewhat willing to accept it.

Ye Fan was wholly absorbed in what he was doing, and a stream of Pure Yang Spiritual Energy had already entered Master Mingye’s body.

If that Pure Yang Spiritual Energy hadn’t entered, it would have been fine, but once it did, it fused with the Spiritual Energy in Master Mingye’s eight extraordinary meridians. Before, Master Mingye still had a certain degree of struggle and resistance, even some rejection in her heart and on her lips, but once this Spiritual Energy merged into her body, she completely lost the ability to resist.

She was just like a woman who had finally become one with her lover, opening up the heart she had suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years, beginning to throw herself into her role.

At this moment her role was only that of a woman at Ye Fan’s side, using her own body as Ye Fan’s furnace, helping Ye Fan cultivate. Besides this, there was only the enjoyment of being possessed by Ye Fan, even venting herself to the fullest, without needing to care that the man beside her was her enemy, or to consider the changes Ye Fan was making to her constitution.

...

...

Time seemed very short, yet also incredibly long.

For Ye Fan it was short, because the time he needed to cultivate was very brief, but for Master Mingye it was extremely long. The process of being taken by Ye Fan, for her, was something that carried both pain and an unprecedented sense of stimulation.

When everything was over, Master Mingye was like a lonely, helpless woman, lying quietly on the ground, with Ye Fan behind her.

Ye Fan still hadn’t left. He seemed to still be using the Pure Yin Spiritual Energy in Master Mingye’s body to cultivate.

Only now did Master Mingye realize in surprise that the Pure Yin Spiritual Energy in her body had somehow already recovered, and this power had begun to move between Ye Fan’s body and hers. When this power grew strong, she could feel her own strength swell; when this power weakened, she felt her own helplessness at being drained of power.

And Ye Fan was like a helmsman in the midst of a great sea, while Master Mingye was like a lone boat tossed about on that stormy ocean.

"You..." Master Mingye wanted to say something, but only got one word out before nothing else would come. She had to close her eyes again and feel that passive, furnace‑like method of cultivation. This was also the first time in her life she had been someone else’s furnace.

Ye Fan was even less inclined to say anything. At this moment he had no tender feelings for jade at all. In his eyes, she was merely the furnace he needed for his cultivation.

Master Mingye thought to herself, "No wonder Li Zhaojun and that little girl would be utterly devoted to him, wholeheartedly obedient. So... this feeling really is extraordinary. Right now I feel like the happiest and most blissful woman in the world. This kind of feeling really can make one sink. Why would I feel this way?"

Before long, Ye Fan finally finished cultivating. Ye Fan returned to a cross‑legged cultivation posture, while Master Mingye didn’t even want to move at all.

Even moving her little finger felt exhausting. Never in her life had she felt so at ease, as if there would be someone to protect her and shield her from everything.

After Ye Fan retracted his power, he finally stood up, and at the same time clothes manifested over his body. Master Mingye glanced at him from the corner of her eye; at this moment she was completely a loser.

"As a furnace, you’ve done a very good job—maybe even better than if I’d used Zhao Jun. If I did this to her, I’d end up harming her," Ye Fan said, the blood‑red color in his eyes already gradually fading.

"Heh... Ye Fan, you’ll regret what you’ve done today. I admit I can’t resist you, but I’ll still kill you. That is my dignity!" Master Mingye said.