Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

In the dimly lit lower deck, the bronze pillars clattered loudly as they were struck.

Lin Mo's chaotic true essence was fully activated, and pure yang energy surged forcefully into Ye Meier's meridians along the overlapping skin.

Demon Saintess?

Born with a seductive nature?

They are all paper tigers in front of him.

Ye Meier originally intended to use her Demon Fox Body talent to absorb Lin Mo's cultivation in reverse.

As soon as her demonic energy emerged, it was instantly absorbed and transformed by Lin Mo's chaotic true essence.

"What...what kind of evil technique do you practice?!"

Ye Meier gripped Lin Mo's shoulders tightly, her nails scratching the dragon robe with a harsh sound.

"Evil practices? This is called scientific dual cultivation."

Lin Mo grabbed her waist, flipped her over, and pressed her against the cold bronze pillar.

"Turn around and lie down."

"Bastard! This holy maiden will kill you! I will tear you to pieces!"

Nightshade struggled violently.

"Still being stubborn?"

Lin Mo slapped him.

The crisp sound echoed through the cell.

Ye Meier trembled all over, her fox-like body's sensitivity amplified many times over.

"Waaah..."

She bit her lower lip, and finally couldn't hold back the tears in the corners of her eyes.

A dignified demon saintess, a high-and-mighty flower whom countless geniuses of the upper realm would consider a mere glance a desecration, is now being bullied by a mortal emperor who pins her to a pillar.

Even worse, the pure demonic energy within her body was being completely absorbed and transformed into Lin Mo's power.

"My benefactor...please spare me...Mei'er can't take it anymore..."

Night Enchantress completely broke down.

Her seductive fox body had long since softened into a puddle of mud under Lin Mo's relentless bombardment.

Now even the demonic energy within his body is being frantically drained away by the other party.

If this continues, she will really be drained dry.

"Didn't you say that your body, that of a saintess, was not something I should covet?"

Lin Mo stopped what he was doing and pinched her chin.

"I wouldn't dare... From now on, Mei'er will obey my benefactor completely... If my benefactor tells Mei'er to go east, Mei'er will never go west..."

Ye Meier's voice was soft and delicate, and she begged for mercy repeatedly with a sob in her voice.

"Alright, then our benefactor says he wants to come again."

Lin Mo chuckled and pressed Ye Meier back onto the bronze pillar.

"Ugh...no! Ah...um...my benefactor..."

In the dimly lit hold, Night Enchantress's seductive pleas for mercy echoed once more.

……

at the same time.

Royal Training Ground.

The enormous ruins of the spirit boat resemble a vast royal training ground.

Black smoke was still billowing from the surface of the ship.

Zhao Wu gripped the hilt of his knife, standing below the bow of the ship, staring intently at the dark, gaping entrance to the cabin.

Li Dequan, clutching his whisk, paced back and forth anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.

Outside, several thousand imperial guards surrounded the entire training ground, making it so dense that not even a fly could get in.

"Eunuch Li, His Majesty has been inside for almost half an hour, why is there still no sound?"

Zhao Wu's brows furrowed into a knot.

"What's the rush? His Majesty's divine might is unparalleled. When he goes in to investigate, he will naturally be more careful."

Li Dequan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just then.

"Ah~!"

A high-pitched, melodious female voice, tinged with sobs, suddenly came from the lower deck of the spirit boat.

The sound has extremely strong penetrating power.

The echoes lingered over the empty training ground for a long time.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Thousands of imperial guards pricked up their ears and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhao Wuhu's body trembled.

bass!

The steel knife was drawn from its sheath.

"An assassin! A sorceress in the cabin!"

Zhao Wu roared at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Imperial Guards, heed my command! Follow me and charge in to rescue the Emperor!"

"Oh my god! Put the knife away right now!"

Li Dequan was so frightened that he lunged forward and grabbed Zhao Wu around the waist.

Zhao Wu struggled.

"Eunuch Li, what are you doing! Didn't you hear the demoness's screams?! His Majesty must be torturing her! I could at least go in and hand her a whip!"

Li Dequan was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

"Hand over the whip my ass! Is your brain just full of muscles?!"

Li Dequan pointed to the spirit boat.

"Listen carefully! Isn't that the sound of torture?!"

Another sound came out.

"My benefactor... have mercy... Mei'er knows she was wrong..."

The sounds were intermittent, accompanied by moans and groans.

Zhao Wu was stunned.

Although he was a rough and uncultured man, he was not a eunuch.

The noise, the frequency.

Zhao Wu silently sheathed his sword.

The thousands of imperial guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

The military formation, which had been filled with murderous intent just moments before, now had an extremely eerie atmosphere.

Everyone looked up at the sky, the ground, and at the ants carrying their food.

They just wouldn't look at the spirit boat.

Li Dequan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Pass down the order: everyone step back five hundred paces and plug your ears!"

The Imperial Guards, as if granted a pardon, retreated hastily.

"Your Majesty's stamina... it's truly divine. If it were me, I would have been drained dry by this vixen long ago."

Li Dequan muttered to himself.

Zhao Wu retreated to the edge of the training ground, sat down heavily on the ground, and threw his broadsword aside.

"You know nothing! His Majesty is sacrificing himself for the country, personally suppressing the demon woman from the upper realm!"

……

Three hours later.

The lower deck cells.

The wind stopped and the rain ceased.

Beneath the bronze pillar, Night Enchantress lay sprawled on the ground, unable to lift even a finger.

Her black, messy hair clung to her sweaty cheeks.

She was a holy maiden of the demon race, the dream lover of countless demon cultivators in the Canglan Realm.

Today, however, he has fallen into the hands of an emperor in the mortal world.

Completely ruined.

Even the last bit of demonic energy remaining in his body was tainted with a dark golden chaotic aura.

Now, when she looks at Lin Mo, all her previous scheming is gone, replaced by deep fear and submission.

This man is not human.

It is a primordial behemoth covered in human skin.

Lin Mo stood in front of her, slowly and methodically tidying his clothes.

In my mind, system notification sounds were frantically flooding the screen.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for conquering the Demon Saintess, Night Enchantress!]

[Reward: Three hundred years of cultivation!]

[Reward: The top-tier demonic skill, "Devouring Heaven Demon Art"!]

[Reward: 1 x Supreme-grade Magical Artifact "Soul Binding Chain"!]

System notification sounds were frantically scrolling through my mind.

A loud boom resounded from within Lin Mo's dantian.

An extremely large amount of pure energy suddenly crashed down.

The invisible divine soul suddenly awakened, like a bottomless abyss, frantically devouring this vast energy.

The bottleneck of the early stage of Nascent Soul was instantly shattered.

boom!

Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm!

Lin Mo exhaled a breath of stale air.

An overwhelming pressure emanated from his body.

The entire lower deck's black iron walls creaked and groaned under the pressure, and the array patterns flickered wildly.

Night Enchantress lay beneath the bronze pillar, suffocating under the terrifying pressure.

A breakthrough!?

That's a breakthrough!?

Night Enchantress's head was buzzing.

This man pinned her against the pillar and tormented her for a full three hours!

He pulled up his pants and immediately broke through to the limit!?