Zheng Yuan was a man sharp as an aged needle; observing Ding Nan’s expression drain the moment he mentioned cultivating the Yin-Yang Union ** with her, her eyes immediately flashing with intense resistance and hostility.

A wave of profound doubt instantly washed over Zheng Yuan!

Lu Fengping, in her former life, was a woman of rather ** temperament, always exceptionally eager for such matters as ** cultivation, but ever since occupying this body, her entire nature had shifted!

Was she… truly Ping'er?

Zheng Yuan scrutinized Ding Nan with an unsettling, flickering gaze, his eyes narrowing further, a dense, killing intent beginning to surface within them.

Seeing Zheng Yuan’s reaction, a tremor ran through Ding Nan. She knew she was no match for him; even though he was severely injured, who knew what hidden trump cards he still held in reserve?

An idea flashed through Ding Nan’s mind, and she immediately leaned in with a saccharine smile, "Master wishes to cultivate ** with Ping'er? How wonderful! It's just that…"

Zheng Yuan fixed her with a cold stare: "Just what?"

Ding Nan melted toward Zheng Yuan with a water-like grace, her voice seductive, "Master, your constitution is so poor right now; aren't you afraid I’ll drain you dry?"

Zheng Yuan’s gaze was locked on Ding Nan. After a long moment, he threw back his head and laughed, "Are you mocking my age?"

Ding Nan pouted charmingly, "Of course Master’s treasured blade is not dull, but Ping'er is concerned for you!"

As the saying goes, beauty brings disaster and ruins men. Ding Nan’s flirtatious display of dependence dissolved much of Zheng Yuan’s suspicion. He chuckled, "What you say is not entirely without reason…" As he spoke, his eyes drifted toward Olga. He observed that although Olga was a Western woman, her pelvis was tightly locked, and her brow unrelaxed—clearly a virgin. More valuable still, her eyes shone with complete clarity, indicating an abundance of vital essence, and since she knew nothing of cultivation arts, she was the perfect vessel for vital absorption.

Overjoyed, Zheng Yuan laughed, "Very well then, I shall spare you today! I want to sample this foreign little doll’s flavor!" With that, he rose and began walking toward Olga, step by deliberate step.

Although Ding Nan had successfully dispelled Zheng Yuan’s immediate suspicion, she never expected him to switch targets and fix his sights on Olga!

Struck by sudden horror, she cried out, "Master…"

Zheng Yuan turned his head slightly, saying meaningfully, "What? Do you think… I can't even handle a mere novice who hasn't even established her foundation?"

Ding Nan choked, the words she was about to speak suddenly caught in her throat. She forced a smile, "Master, what are you saying? I mean, that big foreign beauty is quite fierce; you must be careful!"

Zheng Yuan threw his head back and roared with laughter. He walked up to Olga, grasped her chin with one hand, and grinned triumphantly, "Little doll, serve me well, and perhaps when I’m in a good mood, I’ll take you as a disciple!" Saying this, he grabbed Olga and pulled her toward the inner room.

Olga was no fool. Though she didn't understand the words between Ding Nan and Zheng Yuan, she recognized the look of a man overcome by animalistic desire. She immediately struggled violently, shouting in terror toward Ding Nan, "Help! Someone help me!"

Ding Nan watched helplessly as Zheng Yuan hoisted Olga onto his shoulder and carried her into the inner chamber. Biting her lip, she turned her face away, unwilling to witness the scene.

But Olga’s cries continued to pour from the inner room, sharp blades slicing into Ding Nan’s eardrums and piercing her heart.

"Help me! Good heavens, is there no one to save me? Don't you have brothers or sisters? If one day you saw them being violated like this, would you just stand by?"

"You promised you wouldn't hurt me! You lied, you liar!"

"Didn't you just say you have a man you love? Do you know why he hates you? Because you do things like this! Do you even have humanity left? Do you have a conscience? If he knew what you were doing now, how could you ever face him in the future?"

Olga’s shrieks nearly tore Ding Nan apart. She was instantly reminded of the desperate wails she had let out in that room when she had tried to frame Zhou Qin, only to be framed by him in return.

Suddenly, Ding Nan seemed to gain some understanding of why Zhou Qin had abruptly turned around that day and rescued her from Elder He’s clutches.

Was it… because she, too, had once cried out something similar, like, "How will you face him in the future?"

Ding Nan’s heart jolted. A voice in her mind seemed to scream madly amidst the internal battle: If he learns what you’ve done later, do you expect him to even spare you a second glance? It's useless! Even if you ascend to the level of a Golden Immortal, it won't matter! Li Yundong won't even look at you twice!

At that very moment, Olga let out a piercing, miserable scream. Ding Nan shuddered, bit down hard, and instantly pulled the Luo Mu Soul-Severing Pin from her palm, rushing toward the stone chamber.

But as Ding Nan reached the doorway, she abruptly stopped.

She took a deep breath, quickly composing herself, even unbuttoning the top two clasps of her gown, revealing a sweep of snowy white, tender bosom and a deep valley between them.

After adjusting herself, Ding Nan stepped into the stone chamber and saw Zheng Yuan somewhat breathlessly struggling with Olga, who was fighting back fiercely.

Under normal circumstances, Olga would have long since exhausted her stamina. But having just had her spiritual essence and blood refined by the Earth Origin Elixir, her strength far surpassed that of an ordinary person. Coupled with Zheng Yuan’s previous severe injuries, and his unwillingness to expend more vital essence using magic to subdue Olga, the forced coupling had left him quite flustered.

Sensing someone behind him, Zheng Yuan warily turned his head. Seeing Ding Nan standing there with a seductive charm, he paused in surprise, asking, "Ping'er, what are you doing here?"

Ding Nan deliberately covered her mouth and laughed, "I heard such a loud commotion, I came to help you, Master!"

Zheng Yuan gave a slightly awkward smile, "This foreign girl has quite a bit of strength! It’s good you came, help me hold her down!"

Ding Nan met Olga’s gaze—her clothes disheveled, eyes blazing with fury—as if she saw nothing. She smiled coquettishly and walked up to Zheng Yuan, resting one hand lightly on his shoulder while the other grasped Olga’s wrist. She chuckled, "Master, I’ll observe the battle from the sidelines then."

Seeing that Ding Nan was actually helping, Zheng Yuan was overjoyed, his suspicion and vigilance instantly vanishing. He laughed heartily, "Good disciple, once my power is restored, I will let you join the fray personally, haha!"

With Ding Nan's assistance, Zheng Yuan was about to lose himself in impending success when he suddenly felt a sharp pinch at his waist. He involuntarily glanced back at Ding Nan and reached a hand behind him!

With that touch, Zheng Yuan felt something cold and metallic.

Zheng Yuan immediately knew what the object was: the Luo Mu Soul-Severing Pin, designed specifically to absorb the soul and vital essence of others!

Zheng Yuan jolted, his mouth agape as he looked at Ding Nan, shock and fury mingling as he stammered, "You, are you insane?"

Seeing the Soul-Severing Pin embedded in his waist do nothing to stop him, failing to draw out his vital essence, Ding Nan was shocked. She instantly launched a palm strike toward Zheng Yuan.

At this moment of life or death, Zheng Yuan could not afford to hold back his true essence and magic power. He immediately countered with a palm strike toward Ding Nan.

Their palm energies collided, sending both men flying back over two meters.

Although Zheng Yuan’s decades of cultivation had never broken through the Golden Body realm, his profound and solidified foundation was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. While the Luo Mu Pin had broken his flawless, non-leaking body, he relied on his deep foundation to lock his vital essence, preventing the Pin from draining him.

Zheng Yuan stared at Ding Nan as if in disbelief, trembling, "Ping'er, what are you doing?"

Ding Nan gritted her teeth and sneered coldly, "Pah! Who is your Ping'er!"

Zheng Yuan’s face changed drastically. It was as if he suddenly understood everything; his expression twisted into something terrifyingly ferocious, "So that’s it, that’s it! I wasn't wrong to doubt you before! Little doll, you have such cunning, such skill!"

Ding Nan let out a cold scoff, watching Zheng Yuan with tense alertness, saying nothing.

Zheng Yuan sneered, "Do you think a mere Luo Mu Soul-Severing Pin can deal with me? Hmph! You treacherous wretch who betrays your master! Stop dreaming!" With that, he prepared to leap out of the cave.

But just as his body began to move, Olga, who was nearby, suddenly lunged like a maddened beast, slamming into Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan had focused all his energy on resisting the powerful suction of the Luo Mu Pin, and his attention was fixed on Ding Nan; he hadn't noticed Olga at all.

In normal circumstances, a single wave of his sleeve would have sent Olga flying fifteen meters. But this collision only made Zheng Yuan shudder, and crucially, Olga’s shoulder struck the Luo Mu Soul-Severing Pin precisely at his waist!

At that impact, Zheng Yuan could maintain control no longer. His vital essence began to be rapidly sucked away by the Pin!

Zheng Yuan let out an earth-shattering wail as his skin rapidly withered and yellowed!

Olga, seeing Zheng Yuan’s state, was so terrified her body went limp, and she screamed as she scrambled backward with hands and feet.

Zheng Yuan looked agonizingly at Ding Nan, screaming in unwillingness, "You treacherous wretch who betrays your master, I will not let you go!"

Ding Nan coldly retorted through clenched teeth, "I am not your disciple, so how can I be a betrayer?"

But Zheng Yuan suddenly began to laugh wildly, "I kept you by my side all this time; which cultivator in the world doesn't know you are my disciple? If they learn you, this wretch, betrayed and killed your own master, I fear that though the heavens and earth are vast, there will be no place left for you! The first iron law of the cultivation world is never to use spells or artifacts on mortals, but do you know the second iron law? It is never to betray your master! You will face the Heavenly Tribulation!!"

As Zheng Yuan shouted, his vital essence continued to be sucked dry by the Luo Mu Pin. His previously supple and smooth skin had already become wrinkled, like the bark of an aged, withered tree; his entire frame resembled a skeleton, terrifying in the extreme!

But the most terrifying thing was that in the instant before death, he was still screaming malicious curses: "I will wait for you! You will face the Heavenly Tribulation! The cultivation world will absolutely not forgive any wretch who betrays their master!!"

After this great shout, Zheng Yuan's primordial spirit and all his vitality were completely drained. He finally collapsed onto the ground, reduced to a dried corpse.

Ding Nan watched a living man instantly desiccate into a husk and felt a secret terror, her heart unsettled by Zheng Yuan's venomous curse in his final moments.

She had been in the cultivation world long enough to know what it meant if others discovered she had committed the crime of betraying her master.

Olga saw Ding Nan frozen like a wooden statue. Crying, she said to Ding Nan, "I knew you were a good person. Thank you for saving me! Thank you so much, God will surely bless you! I promise I won’t tell anyone what happened today, I promise!"

But no matter what she said, Ding Nan remained motionless, like a statue.

Seeing no reaction from Ding Nan, Olga tentatively asked, "Can I leave now?" After asking, she saw Ding Nan still unresponsive, so she finally gathered the courage to stand up, intending to walk out.

But just as she reached the doorway, she heard Ding Nan’s voice, cold as ice, say, "Where do you think you’re going?"

Olga trembled violently, stammering, "I, I want to go home…"

Ding Nan slowly turned her face. On her beautiful features was a strange and hideous expression: "You watched me kill John, and you watched me kill my own master… where do you think you can go?"

Olga was struck with terror, collapsing to her knees, desperately begging, "Please spare me, I promise I won't say anything, I absolutely won't say anything! Don't kill me!"

Ding Nan slowly approached Olga, used a finger to lift Olga's chin, and sneered, "From this day forward, I am the Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Sect of Mount Wuhua, and you will be my newly accepted disciple! If I ever discover you trying to escape, if your left leg steps out, I’ll chop off your left leg; if your right leg steps out, I’ll chop off your right leg! And if both legs step out together, I’ll ensure you never stand again!! Do you understand me?"

Truly, the sting in a hornet's tail, the most venomous heart belongs to a woman!

Olga was terrified into a stupor, staring blankly at Ding Nan. She suddenly felt that this beautiful woman before her, with her vicious methods and ruthless heart, was even more terrifying than Zheng Yuan. It was as if she had just escaped the wolf’s maw only to fall into the tiger’s den!

Olga had no idea that her cultivation journey would begin in such an unpleasant manner, but she certainly didn't know the lofty heights of cultivation she would one day achieve, nor what terrifying… Great Cultivator her master, Ding Nan, would ultimately become.