少妇极度饥渴连续高潮

[Ding! Friendly reminder: Long Tianyu now has 5,000 points remaining!]

“Hmm?” Yang Chen raised an eyebrow. “Only 5,000 points left?”

It seems that after continuously exploiting Yu’er, his Providence Luck points are finally running low. But that’s not a problem. Seeing Yu’er in such agony, it’s actually good that his Providence Luck are nearly drained. Once they’re gone, he can finally die. At that point, it would be a relief.

“Haha.”

“Yang Chen, the Dragon Blood Jade is the heirloom treasure of my Red Dragon Clan! I don’t need you to hold onto it for me! Give it back, right now—” Long Tianyu roared. But before he could finish, a large foot stomped down on his face.

At this moment, Feng Yunhai finally understood. The intimidating aura that Long Tianyu had been emitting was entirely due to that dragon-shaped jade pendant. Now that His Highness the Holy Son had taken it, Long Tianyu had reverted to being a mere Foundation Establishment weakling.

Earlier, Long Tianyu’s mere glance had frightened Feng Yunhai, leaving a significant psychological scar. Only by thoroughly humiliating Long Tianyu could he remove that lingering fear.

“Ah! Feng Yunhai, I’ll kill you! You bastard!” Long Tianyu screamed hoarsely as Feng Yunhai stomped on him again, his voice shrill and filled with rage.

But no matter how much he raged, Feng Yunhai’s foot pressed down on him like a small mountain, making it impossible for him to move even an inch. Without the Dragon Blood Jade, Long Tianyu was truly just an early Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even with the blood of a true dragon, his low cultivation stage rendered him no different from an ant in front of Feng Yunhai, who was at the mid-Golden Core Realm.

“Still dare to curse me! Today, I’ll teach you a good lesson! You’re nothing but a live-in son-in-law, yet you dare to be arrogant like a dog!”

Bang! Bang! Feng Yunhai stomped down heavily a few more times.

Blood poured from Long Tianyu’s eyes and nostrils, leaving him in a pitiful state. The members of the Feng family nearby all sneered at the sight.

Long Tianyu’s arrogant demeanor from earlier was still fresh in their memories.

Even Feng Qian Ning did not plead for him this time, merely sighing and turning her head away, unwilling to look at him anymore.

“Yunhai, stop now and let Yu’er go!” After Feng Yunhai had vented his anger, Yang Chen spoke up to stop him. He was genuinely concerned that this lackey might stomp Long Tianyu to death. After all, Long Tianyu still had 5,000 points of Providence Luck remaining.

“Even if Yu’er has made mistakes, he is still Qian Ning’s husband! Their marriage should be resolved between them! No one else should interfere!”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Feng Yunhai immediately stopped and released Long Tianyu.

But by now, Long Tianyu was already on the verge of death under his feet. Despite enduring such great humiliation, his Providence Luck didn’t decrease.

Yang Chen found this surprising.

It seemed that Yu’er’s Providence Luck had diminished to the point where ordinary humiliation no longer had any effect. But that didn’t matter. Yang Chen had plenty of methods to plunder Providence Luck.

Having no interest in the Feng family affairs unfolding in the hall, Yang Chen returned to his residence to begin his seclusion and cultivation.

This time, in the secret realm, he had absorbed a large amount of energy from the Sacred Lotus of Profound Ice within Feng Yuwan, pushing his cultivation to the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.

It was time to break through to the Soul Transformation Realm.

“Master!” A shadow flickered, and the withered figure of Yan Jiu appeared, kneeling on one knee before Yang Chen.

After absorbing the Nascent Souls of Lan Qingshan and Bai Zhou, Yan Jiu had completely broken through to the Soul Transformation Realm. However, despite this advancement, he remained as respectful as ever before his master, Yang Chen. After all, even Lan Qingshan, who was at the Third stage of the Soul Transformation Realm, was no match for Yang Chen. Let alone him.

Moreover, following Yang Chen during this period had brought Yan Jiu endless benefits.

Originally, with his talent, it was uncertain whether he could ever break through to the Soul Transformation Realm in his lifetime. But since following his master, his cultivation had advanced rapidly.

Even if Yang Chen offered him freedom now, Yan Jiu wouldn’t want to leave. With a master of such immense talent, the future achievements were unimaginable. If he could stay by Yang Chen’s side, he might one day become a powerful cultivator himself.

“Yan Jiu, I’m going into seclusion for a while! You’ll guard me! No matter who it is, don’t allow them to disturb me!”

“Yes, Master, you can rest assured!” Yan Jiu bowed deeply before once again transforming into a shadow and disappearing into the room.

Yang Chen had already plundered 25,000 Providence Luck from Long Tianyu. Including the points he had accumulated earlier, he now had over 40,000 VPs. His divine soul sank into his mind, where the nine-colored Poria was radiating a brilliant light, filling the entire soul palace.

Even the power of his divine soul now carried the nine different energy attributes from the nine-colored Poria. This was an absolute qualitative change.

Once he condensed his Nascent Soul, it would certainly be extraordinary.

Seven days passed.

Yang Chen spent 5,000 villain points and successfully condensed his Nascent Soul.

In his soul palace, a glowing shadow identical to Yang Chen appeared. However, unlike Yang Chen, this Nascent Soul was surrounded by nine-colored lightning. It looked mysterious and extraordinary.

Boom!

At that moment, thunder suddenly roared in the sky. Yang Chen was not surprised. Breaking through to the Soul Transformation Realm required passing the lightning tribulation.

If his Nascent Soul could withstand the baptism of the lightning tribulation, he would officially step into the Soul Transformation Realm. If it couldn’t, then the Nascent Soul would be destroyed, leading to his death and the end of his cultivation path.

At this time, dark clouds gathered over the Ice and Snow City.

Golden lightning dragons darted through the black clouds, creating a terrifying scene, as if they could destroy the heavens and the earth.

In the City Lord’s Hall.

“Mother, what’s happening? Is someone about to undergo a lightning tribulation?” Feng Qian Ning asked, standing beside Feng Yuwan.

Feng Yuwan’s beautiful eyes were fixed on the direction of Yang Chen’s residence, her expression full of seriousness and concern.

“This lightning tribulation is golden! It’s far stronger than the one I faced when I broke through to the Soul Transformation Realm! Brother Chen … he’ll be fine, right?”