“This is the best pill I can refine at the moment,” Yang Hao said, reluctant to label the “Ice and Fire Nine Heavens” as an aphrodisiac. Its ingredients were far too precious; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a divine pill.
“I hope it works,” murmured the Ming Empress as she delicately picked up a Yin pill with her slender fingers and placed it directly into her soft, rosy lips.
“Wait!!” Yang Hao shouted in alarm, watching helplessly as she swallowed the pill. “This pill takes effect very quickly, and must only be taken before engaging with a man. If no man is present, taking it may cause harm to your body.”
“Then I suppose I must find a man now, right?” The Ming Empress remained calm and spoke indifferently.
“But… what about Emperor Danzhen?”
“Why must it be him? Isn’t there already a man right in front of me?” The Ming Empress’s face began to flush, and the effects of the pill seemed to be kicking in.
“In front of me?” Yang Hao was momentarily stunned before realizing what she meant. “You’re talking about me?”
“Isn’t that what you are?” Her voice carried an indescribable allure.
Yang Hao was thrown into a panic. The desire that had just surged within him vanished as if doused with icy water. Facing the Ming Empress, a noble and dignified young widow, he lacked even the courage to indulge in fantasy, let alone harbor any improper thoughts. He watched helplessly as her face grew redder, her breathing more rapid, and her soft, alluring body trembled beneath the translucent gown.
“No… no… I’ll go find Emperor Danzhen…” Yang Hao stammered, realizing he had never been so frightened by a woman before. Even when faced with temptations from Elise or Amanda, he had always managed to regain his composure quickly despite moments of awkwardness.
But this woman before him was the noble and virtuous empress herself—someone who exuded such authority that she towered over him. Yet, precisely as Yang Hao turned to leave, she flicked her finger with lightning speed, sending the Yang pill flying from between her fingers directly into his mouth.
The two pills of the “Ice and Fire Nine Heavens” were refined from the essence of various spiritual herbs, fused together into a single potent formula. The pill melted instantly upon entering Yang Hao’s mouth, taking immediate effect. After swallowing the Yang pill, Yang Hao found himself unable to take another step.
His body already contained true fire, which, although not directly related to lust, could still stimulate desire. Combined with the effects of the “Ice and Fire Nine Heavens,” it was like pouring oil onto flames, leaving Yang Hao utterly unable to resist. His consciousness rapidly blurred.
Through his fading clarity, he saw the Ming Empress still wearing her regal crown, her commanding presence making her seem like an empress ruling over all. Any man who saw her would instinctively kneel in reverence. Yet, beneath this overwhelming majesty, she extended a seductive foot, gliding it teasingly along Yang Hao’s thighs.
It was truly a sensation of both ice and fire. Even a saint would have been unable to withstand it. Yang Hao’s raging desire finally consumed him, and like a lion, he pounced, violently tearing away the Ming Empress’s gauzy gown.
The atmosphere was wild, even bloody in its intensity. Yang Hao treated the Ming Empress like a beast, and she responded passionately. The two of them treated the space as their own private domain, indulging in unrestrained carnal pleasure.
After what seemed like an eternity, Yang Hao’s movements had not ceased, but his mind was gradually clearing as the drug’s effects began to wane, allowing him to recall his surroundings and actions.
He became acutely aware of the body beneath him, twisting in response. He naturally understood that what he had done was enough to warrant a thousand executions. Yet, now that it had happened, Yang Hao surprisingly felt no fear at all. This was simply his nature—timid and fearful before an event, but when faced with a crisis, he could summon unexpected courage.
What puzzled Yang Hao, however, was his physical state. The backlash of true fire still surged within him, though not as intensely as before. At the dantian area of his lower abdomen, a cool force seemed to be continuously forming and dissipating. This force slightly suppressed the raging true fire, preventing it from endangering Yang Hao’s life.
“Can you feel it?” Hun Yuanzi suddenly appeared again, as mysteriously as ever. “Can you feel it?”
“Feel what?” Yang Hao knew that Hun Yuanzi loved to spy on him during intimate moments with women, but he hadn’t expected the old pervert to want to experience his sensations firsthand.
The thought of sharing his feelings with such a lecherous old man left Yang Hao both amused and exasperated, unsure whether he should proceed with more advanced moves.
The old man grinned slyly, “My dear disciple, I’ve noticed you’re becoming more and more bold. You dare to touch any woman now! You’re truly developing into the image of your master in his younger days.”
Yang Hao didn’t speak aloud, but inwardly he grumbled, “Bold? The character for lust carries a blade above it. Both of us will end up ruined by women someday.”
Yet Hun Yuanzi was extremely pleased with Yang Hao. “Every disciple of our Dan and Ding dual cultivation sect is a master at seduction. But throughout history, no senior or master has ever managed to entice an empress like you have… With a bit more time, you’ll surely become a master seducer.”
Yang Hao’s current situation was already awkward enough without having an old lech commenting on him. He couldn’t help but wonder whether prolonged cultivation in this state might lead him to develop some bizarre martial arts skill.
Fortunately, Hun Yuanzi didn’t dwell on the topic. “But what I wanted you to feel earlier wasn’t about the woman.”
“?” Yang Hao was confused. Had this old pervert changed his preferences? Was he now more interested in men? This was definitely not good news for Yang Hao. If Hun Yuanzi really had changed his sexual orientation, then Yang Hao, being close at hand, would be the first target. If the old pervert shifted his attention to the area below Yang Hao’s dantian, he might even be able to take control of Yang Hao’s most sensitive regions permanently.
The horrifying thought turned Yang Hao’s face bright red, but it also made him feel something odd.
Unbothered by Yang Hao’s strange reaction, Hun Yuanzi rambled on inappropriately, “My dear disciple, you can enjoy women, but you must also save your life. The backlash of true fire inside you hasn’t been eliminated yet.”
Yang Hao couldn’t respond as his mouth was occupied by the Ming Empress’s passionate kiss.
Not that Hun Yuanzi needed a reply anyway. “What I wanted you to feel was that cool sensation in your dantian area.”
Yang Hao had already noticed that sensation—he had sensed the anomaly earlier.
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