Delicious

"In your dreams!"

Su Yao abruptly raised her head. Extreme fury and humiliation burst forth from her phoenix-like eyes. Even though the spiritual energy throughout her body was in chaotic disarray from the backlash, she still mustered every last ounce of her strength, raising her hand to strike right at Ye Chuan's face!

Even if it only retained a fraction of its power, it still carried a soul-scorching heat. This was her final pride as the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land; she would rather die than suffer this humiliation.

But Ye Chuan merely lifted his eyelids lazily. Casually extending two fingers, he effortlessly caught her striking palm.

With a slight twitch of the primal chaos energy at his fingertips, Su Yao felt a terrifying force surge into her meridians through her palm. It instantly scattered her remaining spiritual energy. Her entire arm went numb and lost all sensation, and she was slammed heavily onto the ground by a massive force, completely immobilized.

"Hehehehehe, still dare to fight back?"

Ye Chuan leaned down, bringing his face close to her ear. His low, deep laughter was brimming with malice. "It seems Her Highness the Holy Maiden hasn't quite grasped her current situation. Right now, you are just meat on my chopping block. I can slice you however I please."

"Your expression right now is truly delicious. This is exactly the look I wanted to see."

"Wanting to kill me, but completely unable to do so."

"Hehehehehehe..."

"Huang Haotian! You despicable coward! Kill me if you have the guts!" Su Yao trembled violently with anger, her cheeks flushed red. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"I am the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land! Even if my soul is shattered and scattered, I will never be your bed-warming maid! Give up on that idea!"

"Kill you? How boring."

Ye Chuan sneered. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of pitch-black primal chaos energy instantly shot into Su Yao's dantian.

The moment that wisp of primal chaos energy entered her body, Su Yao let out a muffled groan, her face instantly turning as pale as paper.

She could clearly feel that eerie power clinging stubbornly to her spiritual root like a maggot in the bone. Like a bottomless pit, it began to continuously devour the spiritual energy within her body!

Her spiritual energy was draining at a visible rate. In just a brief moment, her cultivation dropped from the mid-stage of the Tribulation Crossing Realm to the early stage, and it was still plummeting!

"What did you do to me?!" Su Yao roared in terror, frantically channeling her spiritual energy to force out that wisp of primal chaos energy. But no matter how hard she tried, the power remained unmoving, instead devouring her energy even faster.

She couldn't force it out!

"Nothing much." Ye Chuan patted her delicate cheek and then pinched her chin.

"I just planted a little mark on you, so you won't get any funny ideas about running away or killing me every day. If you behave from now on, I'll absorb less. If you don't, I'll suck your cultivation completely dry, turning you into a cripple worse than a mortal."

After saying that, with a casual hook of his hand, all the storage artifacts at Su Yao's waist were swept into his inventory space.

Even the crimson robe she wore, which was carved with defensive arrays, was rolled up and taken away by Ye Chuan. She was left with only thin undergarments, exposing her full waist and hips, making Su Yao tremble with both shame and anger.

"Huang Haotian! I'll kill you! I will definitely kill you!" Su Yao gritted her teeth so hard that her lips bled. The tears finally could not be held back and fell—not out of fear, but from ultimate frustration and fury.

She was born a proud daughter of heaven, the cherished Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? Her magical treasures robbed, her cultivation locked, and even her outer clothing casually stripped away. This was worse than killing her.

"Kill me?" Ye Chuan stood up, looking down at her from above.

"Wait until you can break free of my primal chaos mark before saying that. Don't rush, the days are long. We can take our time playing."

Just then, Ji Lingxuan, accompanied by Elder Ling and Elder Zhao, descended from the flying ship and walked over to Ye Chuan.

Looking at the disheveled and thoroughly humiliated Su Yao on the ground, a trace of complexity flashed through Ji Lingxuan's eyes. It was quickly replaced by extreme shock as she solemnly cupped her hands toward Ye Chuan:

"Ye Chuan, today's events have truly opened my eyes."

"Oh?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, turning his head to look at her.

"The Ascension Realm and the Tribulation Crossing Realm may seem separated by only one major realm, but in reality, the difference is like heaven and earth, clouds and mud." Ji Lingxuan explained slowly, her tone grave.

"The Tribulation Crossing Realm is ultimately still within the rules of the Profound Sky Continent. No matter how strong, it is merely the peak of mortality. But the Ascension Realm has touched the threshold of the upper realm, transcending the rule constraints of this world. They are true terrestrial immortals."

"In the entire Profound Sky Continent, the existing Ascension Realm patriarchs add up to no more than ten. Every single one is a supreme existence capable of determining the rise and fall of a sect and influencing the layout of the entire continent."

"Even just a wisp of their origin aura contains rule fragments of the upper realm, enough to crush any Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator. For an ordinary Holy Land, having just one Ascension Realm patriarch overseeing it is enough to secure its position as a top-tier Holy Land for tens of thousands of years, with no one daring to provoke them."

At this point, the look in Ji Lingxuan's eyes as she gazed at Ye Chuan was filled with unconcealable admiration. "I never imagined that you could resist an Ascension Realm's Dao principles with merely a Mahayana Realm cultivation, and even directly devour the patriarch's remnant soul aura. Looking at the millions of years of history of the Profound Sky Continent, you are truly one of a kind."

Elder Ling and Elder Zhao also immediately bowed, their tones respectful to the extreme:

"Mr. Ye is a heaven-sent genius, peerless through the ages! For us to witness such a miracle with our own eyes is truly the fortune of three lifetimes!"

Ye Chuan waved his hand and smiled casually, his gaze sweeping over Su Yao on the ground. "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Ji Lingxuan followed his gaze and looked at Su Yao, who was curled up on the ground, biting her lip tightly and refusing to make a sound. She hesitated for a moment before asking:

"Ye Chuan, how do you plan to deal with this Wutong Holy Maiden?"

"How else?" Ye Chuan nudged Su Yao's backside with his foot. "She lost the bet earlier, so naturally, she stays as my personal maid. I happen to be short of someone to serve me."

Su Yao abruptly raised her head, her eyes full of venom and humiliation, and roared:

"Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I will never serve a demon like you!"

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the primal chaos energy in her dantian instantly accelerated its devouring. Su Yao let out a painful, muffled groan, her face turning as white as paper, unable to utter another harsh word.

Watching this scene, Ji Lingxuan opened her mouth, wanting to offer a word of advice—after all, Su Yao was the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land. If she was truly humiliated to this extent, that Ascension Realm patriarch of the Wutong Holy Land might really come out of seclusion at all costs.

But the words reached her lips and were swallowed back.

She knew Ye Chuan's temperament too well. He seemed casual, but in reality, he was decisive and ruthless. Once he made a decision, he would not change it easily.

In the end, Ji Lingxuan merely reminded softly, "Ye Chuan, the true body of that patriarch from the Wutong Holy Land is still in deep death-seclusion, attempting to break through to a higher realm. Right now, only a wisp of his aura has been devoured, so he might not come out of seclusion immediately."

"But if something were to happen to Su Yao here, or if she were to suffer excessive humiliation, I'm afraid he truly wouldn't hesitate to break out of his secluded cultivation and intervene personally. The power of an Ascension Realm true body compared to a mere wisp of a remnant soul is on a completely different level. You... must still tread with the utmost caution."

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