Jiang Chan gritted her teeth and mustered all her willpower.
She did not resist the suction force. Instead, when Zhao Mang was sucking at his most violently, she carefully released a trace of the suppression on the Immaculate Spirit Body.
A stream of spiritual energy, more "pure" and "gentle" than usual, quietly mixed into Zhao Mang's body, drawn in by his suction.
It's like dropping a drop of ink into clear water; it's invisible for a moment, but it has already blended in.
Zhao Mang was suddenly jolted! A flash of light appeared in his dantian, and his face instantly flushed with wild joy.
"Good! Such pure spiritual energy!" He couldn't help but roar out, feeling a warm current rush through his limbs and bones, more comfortable than taking in hundreds of breaths on a normal day!
The bottleneck that had been holding him back for several days actually loosened a little under the impact of this exceptionally "pure" spiritual energy!
He sucked even harder, almost sucking Jiang Chan dry.
Jiang Chan's face paled visibly, her lips lost their last trace of color, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body trembled like a leaf in the wind.
Finally, Zhao Mang released his grip with satisfaction, exhaled a long breath, and his spiritual energy surged around him, making him slightly stronger than before.
"Hahaha! Not bad! Junior Sister, it seems your spirit body isn't entirely useless after all!" Zhao Mang stood up triumphantly, patted his robe which wasn't even dusty, glanced at Jiang Chan who was slumped on the ground, barely breathing, and showed no pity. "Rest well, your senior brother will come again this afternoon!" After saying that, he arrogantly pushed open the door and left.
Jiang Chan curled up on the ground and it took her a while to crawl back onto the hard bed with difficulty.
My body felt like it had been hollowed out and then filled with sand and gravel, heavy and painful.
But her eyes were very bright.
“First step done.” She grinned silently.
Zhao Mang, this greedy and reckless fish, has been completely hooked by the sweetness of "honey". The next step is to make him develop a habit, increase the dosage, until he is completely corroded by the toxin.
In the afternoon, Zhao Mang indeed came again.
Then came the early morning class before dawn the next day, the "extra practice" in the afternoon... He used every excuse to frequently "summon" Jiang Chan alone.
Each time, he couldn't wait to increase the intensity of his extraction, enjoying the false pleasure and cultivation improvement brought by the "pure" spiritual power that far surpassed that of others.
Jiang Chan, on the other hand, "dutifully" played the role of a human-shaped spirit stone.
In front of her fellow disciples, her spiritual power appeared increasingly "thin," and the spiritual power she output during the extraction was weak and powerless. She even fainted several times during the group extraction, which drew the frown of her eldest disciple and the undisguised contempt of her second disciple, Liu Mei.
"What a useless piece of trash! He passed out after only a little bit of that?"
"Exactly, what a waste of the Immaculate Spirit Body! It would be so much better if we could use it!"
"I think she's about to die, maybe..."
Liu Mei's charming voice carried a hint of sarcasm, and her gaze towards Zhao Mang was full of scrutiny.
She was the first person to keenly notice Zhao Mang's unusual behavior.
Previously, Zhao Mang was at most considered above average among the third-generation disciples, but in the last half month, his cultivation level has increased alarmingly! The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from his body are almost catching up with that of his second senior sister!
There's a problem! There's definitely a problem!
Liu Mei had secretly observed him several times and noticed that Zhao Mang always rushed into that small, dilapidated house in a great hurry, and came out as if he had taken a super tonic. Meanwhile, after Zhao Mang left, that good-for-nothing always looked ashen-faced and half-dead, even worse than after they had all drained his life force.
"Could it be... that brute Zhao Mang has found some special way to exploit people?" Liu Mei's mind started working, and her almond-shaped eyes flashed with calculation.
She didn't believe Zhao Mang had suddenly become enlightened; there must be some untapped potential in that good-for-nothing! No, she had to find a way to figure it out.
Jiang Chan naturally noticed Liu Mei's probing gaze that clung to her, which was exactly the effect she wanted. Jealousy was the best fuse to ignite greed.
That afternoon, Zhao Mang came again. His cultivation had recently made "rapid progress," making him the center of attention among the young disciples, and his attitude towards Jiang Chan had become increasingly arrogant.
"Hurry up! Stop dawdling!" Zhao Mang grabbed Jiang Chan, who had just reached the door, and dragged her into the house. He slammed the door shut and, without even sitting down, roughly grabbed Jiang Chan's wrist and began to extract her spiritual energy.
This suction was stronger than ever before! Jiang Chan felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and a metallic taste rose in her throat. She knew that Zhao Mang's greed had been fed to an ever-growing degree, and his appetite was becoming increasingly demanding. Ordinary "pure" spiritual energy could no longer satisfy him.
"Good!" Jiang Chan sneered inwardly. This was exactly what she needed. She cooperated fully and suddenly released the suppression on her spiritual body when Zhao Mang's suction force was about to tear her meridians apart!
Buzz—!
A surge of almost tangible, "pure" spiritual energy, like a floodgate opened, rushed wildly into Zhao Mang's body! This time, the amount of "impurities" mixed in by Jiang Chan was twice as much as usual! The hidden fluctuations simulating the flaws in the cultivation technique were also stronger.
Zhao Mang trembled violently, almost groaning with pleasure! He felt his cultivation barrier being breached by this powerful force! An even stronger aura erupted from him!
"Hahaha! I broke through! I broke through!" Zhao Mang roared with joy, his face flushed with excitement. He let go of Jiang Chan's hand and excitedly spun around in the cramped room twice. He felt full of power, as if he could smash a small mountain with one punch!
Jiang Chan collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, panting heavily, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
Zhao Mang was so engrossed in his ecstasy that he didn't even glance at Jiang Chan on the ground, focusing only on feeling his surging power.
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