Three months later.

The inner gate square of Tianyuan Sect.

Amidst the envious gazes of the disciples, Qin Wan and Murong Yan, dressed in red, stood facing each other on the high platform.

"I, Murong Yan, am willing to form a pact with Qin Wan, and will never betray her in this lifetime."

"I, Qin Wan, wish to form a bond with Murong Yan, and we will never be apart in this life."

As soon as the two finished speaking, the radiance of the Heavenly Dao descended and enveloped them.

A red mark appeared between their brows; that was the Daoist couple contract.

He gave birth, she gave birth.

He died, she died.

We will stay together through life and death, and never betray each other.

Those who break this oath will surely suffer the consequences!

After the Daoist couple contract was completed, Qin Wan and Murong Yan embraced sweetly amidst the envious and blessing gazes of all the disciples.

The Demon Realm, the Demon Palace.

In the bedchamber of Mo You, the Demon Princess.

Feng Yi lay helplessly on the bed, his gaze fixed on the couple tightly embracing in the water mirror!

All of this belongs to him!

Qin Wan is his!

The chosen one of the Heavenly Yuan Sect is also his!

Murong Yan took away everything that belonged to him!

Murong Yan!

Murong Yan!!!

A surge of intense hatred swept towards Feng Yi...

Just as he was about to rush forward and shatter the water mirror in front of him, a fair and slender hand silently grabbed him.

"Jealous?" Mo You's teasing voice rang out.

"Feng Yi, even now, why can't you face reality?"

"Qin Wan is destined to be a woman you can never have in this lifetime, so why should you hold a grudge?"

"Instead of wasting your energy on a woman who is destined to be unattainable for you, you might as well try to please me."

"Haven't you been wanting to rest for a few days? If you can make me comfortable and happy, I might agree."

With that, Mo You flipped Feng Yi over, pinned him beneath her, and pressed herself against him...

Feng Yi lay there, his face contorted with humiliation, his heart filled with hatred. But he had no spiritual power left in his body and could only endure Mo You's repeated demands on him...

As she felt Feng Yi's spiritual power gradually entering her body, Mo You's lips curled up, her eyes crinkled, and she smiled contentedly.

This method of replenishing yin with yang energy is indeed effective.

In just three short months of dual cultivation with Feng Yi, her cultivation level had already broken through the Nascent Soul stage and advanced to the Deity Transformation stage.

If she continues to replenish her energy for a while, she will definitely be able to advance to the mid-stage, late-stage, or even peak of the Nascent Soul stage!

Thinking of this, Mo You's eyes gleamed with intense ambition and greed.

Looking at Feng Yi, who was "half-dead" beneath her, a faint, sarcastic smile flashed across Mo You's eyes.

Mo You showed no mercy. In order to quickly improve her cultivation, she disregarded Feng Yi's already pale face and pressed down on him, beginning a new round of exploitation and demands...

It must be said that Feng Yi, as a chosen one blessed by Heaven, is indeed very fortunate.

Even though she was so demanding, even bringing him to the brink of death several times, his cultivation level would immediately return to normal after just a day or two of rest…

Thinking of this, Mo You suddenly became curious.

Is Heaven truly so biased?

Does that mean that no matter how much she torments Feng Yi, he won't die?

Thinking of this, Mo You's movements became even more violent, and his demands became even more frantic...

The spiritual energy within Feng Yi's body was rapidly draining away...

Mo You's cultivation level was increasing at a visible rate.

Centered on Feng Yi and Mo You, dense demonic energy swept towards them from all sides...

Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm!

Late stage of Nascent Soul!

Peak of the Divine Transformation Realm!

The Mahayana stage!!!

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying thundercloud, obscuring the sky, drifted over the Demon Palace.

Mo You raised her head from Feng Yi with bloodshot eyes, meeting the thunderclouds in the air filled with intense killing intent. She showed no fear, but rather intense excitement and agitation on her face.

This Phoenix Dance is really useful!

Absorbing him completely allowed her to break through to the Mahayana stage in just half an hour!

Unfortunately, she had completely drained his cultivation, leaving him with absolutely nothing.

Thinking of this, Mo You climbed off Feng Yi with a disappointed look and pulled on the outer robe beside her.

"boom!"

Thunderclouds rolled, and a bolt of lightning, carrying intense killing intent, struck down towards Mo You.

Mo You's figure appeared somewhat disheveled, and her fair and alluring body gradually became bruised.

But she felt no fear; instead, the excitement and madness in her eyes grew even stronger…

On the bed, Feng Yi lay there on the verge of death, his eyes fixed on Mo You's graceful figure in mid-air.

The hatred in his eyes was astonishingly intense!

"You bitch!"

"Your cultivation, obtained through unorthodox methods, will surely be struck down by lightning!"

As if sensing Feng Yi's words, the lightning tribulation thundered several times before dozens of bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously, sweeping towards Mo You with boundless killing intent...

Mo You's eyes darkened, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in her dark pupils, but she remained calm...

Instead of charging forward, she formed a claw with one hand and viciously grabbed at Feng Yi on the bed below...

Feng Yi's powerless body was forced to face the lightning tribulation...

"boom!"

"Bang!"

The rolling thunderclouds paused strangely, but before they could react, dozens of lightning bolts had already struck Feng Yi...

"ah!!!"

A desperate scream echoed through the heavens and earth...

A few breaths later, the thunderclouds dissipated, and Mo You successfully advanced to the Mahayana stage.

In mid-air, a battered figure plummeted rapidly...

With a loud bang, the figure landed successfully.

Looking at Feng Yi, who seemed to have lost all life at her feet, Mo You could not hide the surprise on her face.

"You're still alive?"

"Heaven is truly biased..."

After expressing his feelings, Mo You decided to make the most of everything.

Since Heaven did not kill Feng Yi, it proves that Feng Yi is still useful and is still a chosen one blessed by Heaven.

Thinking of this, Mo You casually took out a Great Rejuvenation Pill and stuffed it into Feng Yi's body. After confirming that he wouldn't die, she casually threw him back into his palace and told him to rest and recuperate (or fend for himself).

Once her cultivation is consolidated, she can come to him again when she needs to absorb nourishment!

While Murong Yan was being toasted by Jiang Liufeng, Nie Xiao, and others, Qin Wan opened the water mirror and witnessed the entire tragic process of Feng Yi. She felt both delighted and moved.

It has to be said that Mo You is the woman who most resembles Feng Yi.

They were both sophisticated egoists, selfish to the extreme.

Feng Yi's obsession with her stemmed from being blinded by self-interest.

Mo You's true feelings for Feng Yi were no less genuine.

If Feng Yi wasn't the chosen one, would she still waste her time on him?

There are countless handsome men in this world, and Mo You only took a liking to Feng Yi because of his cultivation level and his extraordinary luck.

Seeing Feng Yi's pitiful state as he lay dying, Qin Wan couldn't help but sigh, "So tragic."

Finally, before turning off the water mirror, Qin Wan casually projected a beam of red light into it...

Inside the Demon Palace, the half-dead Feng Yi suddenly widened his eyes, his body contorting into a bizarre and twisted posture...

A few breaths later...

Feng Yi's head lolled to the side, his eyes closed, and his legs kicked out, utterly lifeless...