"Mmm~~" Little Yue gently murmured.

Ye Qingfeng’s behavior became more reckless, his domineering and crude movements intensified, and at this moment, Little Yue’s clothing had been completely torn by Ye Qingfeng.

His own clothes had already been shattered in the explosion, leaving only a few scraps.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were blood-red, eager to take things further; this wasn’t enough, he needed to fully vent to suppress the poison.

However, deflowering Little Yue might affect her cultivation speed, as she hadn’t yet reached the War Emperor Realm, so ideally she should maintain her virginity.

But Ye Qingfeng couldn’t care about this right now; he needed to vent, vent it all out, even if it affected Little Yue’s cultivation speed.

With Ye Qingfeng’s abilities, he still had ways to enhance Little Yue’s cultivation speed.

The urgent task was to suppress his Black Demon Poison.

He felt like he was losing control now.

"Master—" Little Yue whispered softly.

She too was feeling stirred, becoming warm and restless.

She had long been prepared to dedicate herself, but it hadn’t succeeded; now, everything was ready, just waiting for Ye Qingfeng to break through.

She bit her red lips lightly, her pretty face flushed like a ripe peach, adorable and enchanting.

"Master, give it to me."

Little Yue couldn’t help but say softly.

She embraced Ye Qingfeng, breathing softly beside his ear, which was a fatal temptation for a man.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were bloodshot, his movements increasingly rough; his mind was blank, with all his blood rushing to his head, about to take the final step.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng’s face subtly changed, turning extremely pale.

Ye Qingfeng suddenly toppled over.

"Master?"

Being suddenly pinned down by Ye Qingfeng, Little Yue was slightly taken aback and called out quickly.

After waiting a moment, Ye Qingfeng still made no response; only then did Little Yue push him aside and get up, seeing that Ye Qingfeng had fallen unconscious.

This——

Little Yue was instantly helpless; at such an exciting moment, Ye Qingfeng had actually fainted, it was too much.

"Master really is——" Little Yue sat on the ground, feeling both amused and frustrated as she looked at Ye Qingfeng.

His graceful face and perfectly sculpted muscles indeed made him charismatic, but compared to Ye Qingfeng’s capabilities, his appearance was his least attractive trait.

The man’s powerful aloofness and an indescribable dominance, the kind of imperial presence that could conquer the world, were the true enchanting aspects.

Little Yue knew that this was what made Ye Qingfeng deadly attractive to girls.

While Little Yue was carefully observing Ye Qingfeng, she suddenly felt a stir in her heart, sensing something amiss.

Little Yue paused in realization: "Could it be that Master needs to fully vent, but he’s already unconscious."

"Do I need to... initiate myself?"

Little Yue’s pretty face immediately blushed, as if tinged with sunset glow; although she was prepared to give herself to Ye Qingfeng.

But now, with Ye Qingfeng unconscious, doing such a thing all by herself was still too embarrassing.

——

When Ye Qingfeng regained consciousness, night had already fallen, surrounded by darkness, only faint strands of moonlight spilling down.

However, for Ye Qingfeng, night was the same as day; his Divine Sense was sharper than his physical senses.

Ye Qingfeng felt a body lying on his legs, needless to say, it was Little Yue.

She was currently asleep on Ye Qingfeng’s legs, with gentle moonlight lightly cascading onto Little Yue’s bare body.

A faint white glow emerged, akin to the finest Mutton Fat Jade, her skin smooth and delicate, felt like Heavenly Mountain snow. Her black hair was slightly disheveled, casually spread, revealing an enchanting face, infinitely captivating.

Seeing such a mesmerizing Little Yue, Ye Qingfeng also responded instantly.

But he felt that he had already vented, and at this moment, his desire wasn’t overwhelming, plus he had more pressing matters now.

Ye Qingfeng first used Divine Sense to check his body, he had indeed been severely injured before, hence suddenly fainting.

Luckily, Little Yue had been sufficiently loyal to him; thinking of this, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t resist touching Little Yue’s beautiful face, feeling its exquisite softness.

This close, Ye Qingfeng could even clearly observe Little Yue’s long eyelashes, charmingly perky.

At this moment, Little Yue’s eyelashes twitched, and she opened her eyes.

"Master, you’re awake." Little Yue quickly sat up, whispering softly.

Her pretty face carried a faint blush, she pursed her red lips.

"Mm, thanks to you." Ye Qingfeng nodded, looking at Little Yue’s slightly reddened expression with a slight smile.

Little Yue’s pretty face turned even redder, like a ripe peach, instantly reminding her of the recent scene.

Little Yue shyly thought to herself.

"Get dressed first."

As Little Yue changed into Ye Qingfeng’s white shirt, Ye Qingfeng’s eyebrows subtly raised; Little Yue’s fiery figure, dressed in a white shirt, held a unique allure.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s fixed gaze, Little Yue instantly said with a blushing face.

"Nothing." Ye Qingfeng shook his head, "Just suddenly realized Little Yue, you’re quite beautiful."

"Ah!"

Little Yue instantly felt her face turning slightly hot.

She wasn’t a shy girl, but Ye Qingfeng had never uttered such words before, making her feel a bit startled and flattered.

Ye Qingfeng chuckled, refraining from teasing Little Yue further.

Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense stirred again, and he deployed the Flying Sword; at this moment, the Flying Sword no longer glowed white.

"Master, your Flying Sword seems—" Little Yue, looking at the long sword in Ye Qingfeng’s hand, spoke out.

"Yes, it’s indeed somewhat damaged, but still usable."

Ye Qingfeng nodded, speaking somewhat regretfully.

Currently, there was a faint crack on Ye Qingfeng’s Flying Sword, hard to see, but both Ye Qingfeng and Little Yue’s excellent vision could spot it.

"But it’s fine, soon I’ll reach the War Emperor Realm, then I can fly through the air directly..."

Ye Qingfeng thought to himself.

Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense stirred once more, bringing out the Blood Gourd, this crimson gourd was filled with the intent formed by thousands of soldiers.

"Master, inside, there’s an incredibly strong power fluctuation." Little Yue, looking at the Blood Gourd, said.

"Yes."

Ye Qingfeng looked at the Blood Gourd, nodding with satisfaction.

This Blood Gourd was indeed a significant gain, with it, Ye Bufan’s cultivation would have a good foundation.