Ah——!

As the swelling spread, her body felt as if it was torn in two. Han Qian was in unbearable pain and trembled frantically.

On the other hand, Xia Bei was feeling immensely pleasured.

Along with the heat, the tight and moist embrace, wave upon wave of coolness surged forth, like heavenly rain extinguishing much of his rampant and agitated energy.

Earlier, he absorbed the poison from Yating's body, causing his blood to boil, feeling like he was about to explode.

"No! No! You beast, get away!"

"Go to hell!"

Han Qian struggled helplessly, scratching his back with her nails and biting his shoulder fiercely.

But it was all in vain. Her struggles, her resistance, only fueled Xia Bei's madness. He showed no mercy as he plowed hard.

Never had he been so indulgent, so violent, able to be so reckless, plowing madly without restraint. He didn't know how much time had passed before he let out a low growl and released in bliss...

"You beast!"

When he came to his senses and climbed off her limp white body, he was met with a pair of tear-filled eyes burning with deep hatred.

Xia Bei also recalled everything that had just transpired, feeling a bit awkward.

But then, he let out a cold laugh.

Wasn't it this woman's own fault? Serves her right!

Seeing her eyes filled with humiliation and hatred, Xia Bei felt a bit smug, excitedly scanning downward, admiring her large and firm bosom; they were truly exquisite!

And the sensation just now, it was utterly mesmerizing!

Only now did Xia Bei realize that the Yang Qi in his body had surged significantly, seemingly due to the Yin-Yang balance during their act. Women from the Xuan Sect indeed had more Yin Qi than ordinary women.

This brought him great delight and he wanted to do it again.

"Ah! You... why are you..."

Feeling his change, Han Qian's eyes widened in terror, her face turned white, "You... get away from me, get out! Get out quickly! You disgusting thing!"

"Hmph!"

Xia Bei sneered and pressed down on her.

Just like Han Peng, she wasn't a good person. She even had some twisted mentality. Having forcefully taken her, Xia Bei felt no guilt, rather a sense of pride.

Upon glancing up and seeing that Yating was still unconscious, he felt reassured and continued to ride on, embarking on a second round.

A muffled growl.

Xia Bei surrendered smoothly, feeling the Yang Qi in his body surging again, bringing him immense joy. Could it be that all women in the Xuan Sect were like this?

Han Qian lay there motionless, her face pale, her expression wooden, as if she had lost her soul.

Xia Bei felt a tiny bit apologetic, but recalling her actions just now, he felt at ease, backing away. When he looked down and saw the crimson stain, he was dumbfounded!

She... was still a virgin?

How could it be!

She was Han Peng's sister, at least twenty-five or twenty-six years old!

"You... was that your first time?"

Xia Bei asked in disbelief.

Han Qian turned her face away, remaining motionless, tears silently falling, "Beast! All of you are beasts! Not a single one of you men is good! You all bully me!"

"You were the one who provoked me first!"

Xia Bei retorted unwillingly, "Your brother Han Peng took money to poison people, even trying to harm me. I was just defending myself. I spared his life, wasn't that mercy?"

"He's a bastard too. He never thought of me as a sister. He used me as an experiment, poisoned me, even coveted my body. And that beast even worse, I was his daughter! He had ideas about me, drugging me from childhood, wanting to cultivate me into a Furnace Cauldron. Unfortunately for him, it all backfired, and you, my foreign enemy, ended up benefiting from it!"

Han Qian said with hatred, then laughed tragically, her gaze appearing a bit mad as she looked at Xia Bei.

Xia Bei's expression changed.

The "Yin Yang Talisman Scripture" he practiced contained many dual cultivation techniques, so he understood what a Furnace Cauldron was— just a cultivation tool for venting. But weren't they her biological brother and father?

"I was adopted!"

"Their family never considered me one of their own, just a convenient tool to cultivate."

"He never imagined, after so much scheming, spending over ten years, in the end, you, an outsider and his son's enemy, would benefit! Hahaha! True karma!"

Han Qian laughed, but as she laughed, tears welled up again, her face full of desolation. Looking at her, Xia Bei felt a bit of sympathy. He quietly tidied up, fetched Sister Yating's clothes, and handed them to Han Qian to wear...

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