"I just like wild beasts." Zhao Xin glanced at Ye Hongling and said with a smile, "Hongling and I want to harvest you. Are you willing?"
Shen Yifei swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Both of them together? How the hell could he be willing? If he agreed, wouldn't he end up like that senior brother lying dead on the bed?
But if he said he wasn't willing now, he'd die immediately.
"I... I am willing to serve both Senior Sisters." Shen Yifei forced out a smile. "Please show mercy, Senior Sisters. Don't harvest me dry all at once. Leave me my little life, and I can keep serving you in the future."
Zhao Xin laughed, her bosom heaving like waves. "Oh my, this little mouth is quite sweet. Fine, then let's see how you perform."
Having said that, she glanced downward and continued, "Hongling wasn't wrong. Extraordinarily gifted—a fine specimen for Dual Cultivation."
"Senior Sister Zhao flatters me." Shen Yifei kept up his smile. "I'm just a wood-chopping, fire-tending menial. I don't know anything else, just that I've got some strength."
"Strength is good. Strength means you can perform." As Zhao Xin spoke, she turned to look at Ye Hongling. "Are the things ready?"
Ye Hongling pulled a small porcelain bottle from her bosom. "Ready. Three Bliss Pills, two doses of Hehuan Powder, and a small bottle of Ambergris essence."
Shen Yifei's eyelid twitched. Good heavens, so many pills—were they trying to play him to death?
"Feed them to him." Zhao Xin ordered.
Ye Hongling walked over to Shen Yifei with the porcelain bottle and pinched his chin. "Open your mouth."
Shen Yifei knew he couldn't avoid it, so he simply opened his mouth.
Ye Hongling poured the pills into his mouth, then dripped two drops of essence onto his tongue. A sickly sweet taste shot straight up to his Crown of the Head.
"Swallow it."
Shen Yifei swallowed.
The effect came faster than yesterday. In almost the blink of an eye, that fire in his lower abdomen ignited, burning him dry-mouthed and dizzy.
Zhao Xin's face blurred in his eyes, but those eyes of hers remained crystal clear—more seductive than Ye Hongling's, with a gaze that seemed capable of hooking a person's very soul away.
"Come here." Zhao Xin crooked a finger at him.
Shen Yifei walked over.
"Hongling, you didn't lie to me. This stuff is truly frightening."
Ye Hongling leaned in for a look. "Senior Sister Zhao, be careful. He... when he goes mad, he's like a wild beast."
"A wild beast is exactly what's good. I just like wild beasts." As Zhao Xin spoke, she looked up at Shen Yifei. "Little thing, today you serve the two of us. Serve well, and there's a reward. Serve poorly..."
Zhao Xin pushed Shen Yifei down onto the bed.
This bed was even bigger than Ye Hongling's, spread with thick soft bedding and strewn with peach petals. The fragrance was enough to make one's head ache.
Shen Yifei lay on his back on the bed, watching the two women stand beside it and undress.
Zhao Xin undressed slowly, peeling off one garment at a time. With each piece, she glanced at him, the smile in her eyes growing thicker.
Ye Hongling undressed quickly, stripped bare in no time, and climbed onto the bed, kneeling at his side.
"Senior Sister Zhao, you first or me first?"
"You first." Zhao Xin finally finished undressing, climbed onto the bed, and knelt on Shen Yifei's other side. "I want to see how you get reverse-harvested by him."
Ye Hongling nodded, bent down, and leaned close to Shen Yifei's ear. "Little thing, if you dare reverse-harvest me today, I'll kill you."
Shen Yifei smelled the fragrance on her body, his mind already less than clear. He only knew the fire in his lower abdomen was burning him to the point of bursting, and the pale bodies swaying before his eyes made him dizzy.
Ye Hongling mounted him.
"Ah..."
Ye Hongling let out a cry of surprise, her body going limp, nearly collapsing onto him.
Zhao Xin watched from the side and suddenly laughed. "Hongling, what are you trembling for?"
"His... his body is too hot..."
"Hot is good. Hot means the medicine is working fully." As Zhao Xin spoke, she reached out and groped Shen Yifei's chest. "Little thing, bear with it. I'll get on in a moment too. I guarantee you'll feel like a god in paradise."
Bear with it, my ass.
The medicine had fully kicked in. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy. He reached out both hands, one for each, and pulled both women into his embrace.
"Oh my, quite eager." Zhao Xin laughed and took the opportunity to straddle him. "Fine, then let's do it together."
Shen Yifei went mad.
He didn't know how mad he became, only that everything before his eyes was white and his ears were filled with women's cries. The cries rose and fell, now near, now far, like a song being sung.
He didn't know how long passed before he suddenly felt something was wrong.
That "little fish" in his lower abdomen began to dart around—not upward, but downward. A hot current flowed down his spine, down to his waist, down to his tailbone, and finally...
Shen Yifei's heart went cold.
He knew what this was. This was Primordial Yang leaking out.
Yesterday when he harvested Ye Hongling, it was because his Primordial Yang hadn't leaked—instead, he'd absorbed her Spiritual Energy. But today, his Primordial Yang was leaking, gushing out, completely unstoppable.
"Oh, it's started." Zhao Xin's voice came from above. "Little thing, how does it feel?"
Shen Yifei wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, only gasps came out.
He felt his strength draining away, his body temperature dropping, even his mind beginning to go fuzzy.
"Senior Sister Zhao, is he... is he about to give out?" Ye Hongling's voice sounded very far away.
"This is nothing yet. It's still early." Zhao Xin's voice sounded very close. "This kid has plenty of good stuff on him. Harvest slowly, no rush."
Shen Yifei wanted to struggle, but his whole body was limp as mud—he couldn't move at all. He could only feel that hot current leaking out endlessly, leaking until his vision went black and his consciousness blurred.
Done for.
This time he was really done for.
Yesterday he'd thought he was born for greatness. Today he was about to become a dried-up husk.
He remembered that dead senior brother—eyes open, mouth gaping wide. He'd probably look just like that in a moment, wouldn't he?
No. He didn't want to die.
He was only eighteen, had just become the number one richest menial in the Hehuan Sect, and hadn't even had time to enjoy his wealth and glory!
But what could he do?
He could feel it, truly and distinctly—that Zhao Xin was far, far stronger than Ye Hongling!
Shen Yifei felt he was about to die.
His consciousness grew fuzzier, his vision darker, and the two women's voices farther and farther away.
In a daze, he remembered the ring he'd just obtained—inside it there was Spiritual Energy, Spirit Medicine, and a little furnace!
Yes, the little furnace! That thing was hard!
You two like hard things, don't you? Then taste what an iron lump feels like!
Shen Yifei gathered the last bit of his strength. With a thought, the Pill Furnace appeared in his hand!
He gripped the Pill Furnace and, without a second thought, swung it at the woman on top of him.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Then, a flash of red light.
Shen Yifei's vision blurred. When he could see clearly again, Zhao Xin was gone from on top of him.
Just vanished into thin air.
Ye Hongling stood frozen to the side, mouth gaping wide, unable to react for a long moment.
"Senior... Senior Sister Zhao?"
No one answered.
Only the two of them remained in the room—one lying naked on the bed, one kneeling naked beside it, staring wide-eyed at each other.
Shen Yifei was stunned too.
He looked down at the Pill Furnace in his hand. It was still the same—palm-sized, with a fierce beast carved on the lid. Had the beast's mouth opened a bit wider than before?
"You... where did you put my Senior Sister Zhao?" Ye Hongling finally reacted, shrieking.
How would Shen Yifei know?
But he had no time to think, because Ye Hongling had already lunged at him, her ten fingers like hooks, clawing for his face.
He wanted to dodge, but his whole body was too limp to move. In desperation, he raised the Pill Furnace in his hand and swung again.
"Bang!"
Red light flashed again, and Ye Hongling was gone too.
The room fell completely silent.