Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

"Boom!"

The enormous ancient refining furnace emitted a deafening roar, and an extremely large amount of Phoenix Clan fire elemental essence, like a burst dam, was forcibly extracted from Feng Liuyun's body by Jiang Yining and roughly poured into the furnace fire.

As the Nirvana Fire Essence, imbued with the aura of the Phoenix Clan's top bloodline, surged wildly into the furnace, the originally raging and extremely difficult-to-tame core component of the spirit boat was instantly enveloped by layers of dazzling purple-gold light. The boiling primordial divine iron liquid began to fuse at a visible speed, and deep blue array patterns representing the laws of interdimensional space continuously moved and intertwined in the flames. The core array patterns of the entire spirit boat were rapidly advancing towards the Great Perfection realm.

Beside this furnace of extreme heat, hot enough to melt the void, Feng Liuyun was suddenly pulled into Jiang Yining's arms, the two pressed tightly together.

"You...you crazy woman! Let go!"

Feng Liuyun struggled desperately, his strangely handsome face filled with horror and humiliation. He could clearly feel the Nirvana True Fire, which he had cultivated for thousands of years, flowing through their touching skin and frantically rushing into the woman's body at a terrifying speed!

For a cultivator, having their essence forcibly plundered is tantamount to a cruel torture, like having their tendons and skin peeled off.

However, Jiang Yining gave him absolutely no chance to escape.

Instead of letting go, she gripped his wrist tightly with one hand and wrapped her other arm around his lean waist with an extremely domineering gesture, pressing him firmly into her embrace.

"Didn't Young Master Feng just now confidently declare that he would let me experience what true bliss is?" Jiang Yining tilted her head slightly, her breathtakingly beautiful face inches away. Her red lips parted slightly, her warm breath carrying a deadly fragrance, spraying unreservedly onto Feng Liuyun's ear. "What? It's only just begun, and you can't take it anymore?"

Jiang Yining's voice was soft and melodious, yet it exuded an absolute domineering aura that placed her above all others.

Under the guise of high-temperature refining that requires precise control of the heat, she cleverly disguised the insatiable greed of the Myriad Spirit Divine Wood in the narrow furnace as a dual cultivation method that deeply integrates the divine consciousness and the physical body.

Under Jiang Yining's exquisite control at the late-stage peak of the Profound Light Realm, that terrifying devouring power was no longer a simple and brutal plunder, but transformed into countless invisible, soft yet extremely hot threads that traveled along Feng Liuyun's eight extraordinary meridians, bringing waves of extremely tingling and trembling sensations wherever they passed.

Feng Liuyun felt her breathing becoming heavier and heavier, and her throat so dry it felt like it was on fire.

He was desperately trying to resist by mobilizing the remaining true essence in his body, but the pain caused by the loss of his source had undergone an extremely strange transformation. Jiang Yining's domineering divine sense rampaged and entangled in his sea of ​​consciousness. The feeling of his soul being completely stripped open and exposed without reservation made it impossible for him to distinguish whether this was the bliss of dual cultivation or the plunder of being drained clean.

"No...don't do this..."

Feng Liuyun's voice trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes, which always carried a hint of frivolity and flirtatiousness, were now filled with a shimmering, watery light.

He felt Jiang Yining's fingertips slowly gliding up his spine, each touch like a fire igniting at his nerve endings. That temperature, that touch, combined with the rich, cool fragrance in the air, was like an impenetrable net, shredding all his reason and defenses layer by layer.

"No...no..." He was still making a last-ditch effort, trying to push away the soft, warm body pressed against him.

"Are you still going to keep being stubborn?"

Jiang Yining chuckled softly, her eyes revealing an undisguised mockery and desire for control. She stepped back slightly, her gaze fixed on Feng Liuyun's handsome face, which was contorted with extreme pleasure and fear.

Immediately afterwards, she increased the absorption power of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

"boom!"

An even more ferocious suction force suddenly erupted along the meridians of the two people.

"Ugh—"

Feng Liuyun could no longer control himself, and a muffled groan escaped his throat. His bones seemed to go completely limp at that moment, his legs buckled, and he fell forward uncontrollably, his forehead slamming heavily against Jiang Yining's shoulder.

His defenses completely crumbled under Jiang Yining's skillful and domineering manipulation.

The feeling of his soul being torn apart and his very essence being ruthlessly extracted gave him an unprecedented sense of extreme pleasure and trembling. He felt like a lone boat adrift in a raging storm, and Jiang Yining was the goddess who controlled the lightning. No matter how much he struggled, he could only obediently submit to her at her feet.

With the complete collapse of the defense line, Feng Liuyun not only stopped resisting the loss of his source, but his body even began to instinctively and uncontrollably embrace the devouring power.

His hands gripped Jiang Yining's clothes tightly, his knuckles white, his breathing rapid like a broken bellows. His once arrogant and domineering head was now buried humbly in the crook of Jiang Yining's neck, greedily inhaling her fragrance. He was completely conquered by Jiang Yining's domineering yet intoxicatingly captivating womanly charm.

"Island Master... Ning'er..." Feng Liuyun's mind was completely blurred, and he murmured incoherently, "It's all yours... my true fire, my essence... it's all yours..."

He had completely lost his sense of direction and only knew how to obey this woman's demands. Even if she squeezed every last drop of his heart dry, he would do it willingly.

Feeling the extremely obedient reaction of the man in her arms, Jiang Yining's eyes flashed with a cold glint of satisfaction.

She accepted it all without hesitation, drawing the continuous stream of pure Phoenix Fire Essence into her dantian.

Deep within the dantian, the colossal Myriad Spirits Divine Tree, like parched land finally receiving sweet rain after a hundred years of drought, began to feast. As the pure Nirvana Fire Essence was continuously refined and absorbed, dazzling crimson patterns began to appear on the tree's branches and leaves, which originally shimmered with a purplish-gold luster.

Wood and fire are mutually generative!

This top-tier fire elemental source not only did not cause any burning damage to the divine tree, but under the tempering of this power of creation, it made the vitality of the Myriad Spirit Divine Tree even more violent and pure. Jiang Yining could clearly feel that the cultivation barrier of the late-stage peak of the Profound Light Realm within her body was being continuously strengthened, and her foundation, under the mutual nourishment of wood and fire, was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

Even the nascent form of the Primordial Law representing the Seven Treasures, hidden deep within the dantian, emitted waves of joy under the nourishment of this energy.

Time flew by amidst this extreme temperature and ambiguity.

This confrontation, ostensibly about weapon crafting but actually a one-sided exploitation, lasted for several hours.

The core components of the spirit boat in the furnace have been completely formed under the tempering of the purple-gold and crimson light, and a spatial law fluctuation powerful enough to suppress eternity is faintly emanating from the furnace.

At this moment, Feng Liuyun's vital energy was being depleted to an extremely dangerous degree. His once eerily handsome face was now as pale as paper, and his clothes were soaked through with alternating cold and hot sweat, making him look as if he had been pulled out of the water.

Strangely, even though he had been pushed to his limit, there was not a trace of resentment or anger in his exhausted eyes.

On the contrary, deep in his soul, he developed a morbid fascination with the feeling of being completely controlled and ruthlessly exploited by Jiang Yining. He even somewhat craved the process of giving her everything without reservation, as if only in this way could he prove his worth to this woman.

"Buzz—"

Finally, with the perfect alignment of the last array pattern, the temperature in the furnace began to drop rapidly.

As the fire in the furnace gradually died down, Jiang Yining swiftly severed the connection between her divine sense and the Devouring Realm, releasing her grip without hesitation.

Losing her support, Feng Liuyun's legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the scorching hot refining platform, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath.