Shrouding the Heavens: Starting with a divine furnace, persuade Yi Qingwu

Chapter 6: Stealing Yi Qingwu's First Kiss [Please Read On]

Back then, the ancestor of the Human Desire Path used this to wreak havoc on the entire Ziwei Star Region, ultimately arousing the public outrage of all forces and leading to his united extermination.

But the Goddess Furnace disappeared, and everyone was looking for it, but no one found it.

Yi Qingwu never dreamed that one day she would be captured by this legendary evil artifact.

"No...don't..."

Yi Qingwu's voice trembled violently; her previous toughness and stubbornness completely collapsed at this moment, leaving only naked fear.

"Do you know who I am? I'm Yin Tiande's fiancée! He's the successor of the Eight Trigrams Palace! A perfected Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator! If you dare to do anything to me... he'll definitely kill you! The Moon Palace won't let you off either!"

Ye Feng's smile deepened as he listened to her blustering yet cowardly threat.

"Perfected Dragon Transformation Realm?" He chuckled lightly. "Is that impressive?"

Yi Qingwu was stunned.

Reaching the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm is already considered top-tier among the younger generation in the Ziwei Star Region; many older cultivators are no more than that.

She thought that bringing up Yin Tiande's name would make this person think twice, but Ye Feng's reaction was completely unexpected.

He doesn't care.

He genuinely didn't care. It wasn't an act, not a pretense of composure, but a heartfelt and utter indifference.

This person is either crazy or has nothing to fear.

Judging from the strength he has shown before, it is most likely the latter.

Ye Feng looked at the pale-faced, tear-streaked woman in his arms, at her pupils slightly dilated with fear, and at her exquisitely beautiful face filled with despair.

He likes it when women make that kind of expression.

It's not a perverse liking, but rather the satisfaction of a desire for conquest.

This woman, who had once been high and mighty and looked down on him, was now trembling in his arms. This contrast made every cell in his body cheer.

His gaze fell on Yi Qingwu's lips.

That mouth of his was just cursing him as a lecher, a bastard, and a madman.

Not long ago, she coldly told him, "If you say another word, I'll gouge your eyes out."

That mouth belonged to the most beautiful woman in the Ziwei Star Region, to Yin Tiande's fiancée, and to countless cultivators who dreamed of kissing her but never had the chance.

Now, that mouth is right in front of him.

Ye Feng lowered his head and kissed her.

Yi Qingwu's brain completely shut down at that moment.

The aura of that lecherous scoundrel, bastard, and madman assaulted her senses, domineering and intense, like a fire burning into her body.

Her eyes widened, her pupils reflecting Ye Feng's face so close to hers.

Her first kiss.

This was her first kiss.

During the years she cultivated in the Moon Palace, she had fantasized countless times about what her first kiss would be like.

It should be on a beautiful, moonlit night, in a magnificent palace, amidst a shower of falling petals, that one is gently kissed by their beloved.

That person should be a refined and elegant young master from a prestigious family, a prodigy with unparalleled cultivation, possessing gentle and tender eyes, and likely to gently lift her chin with the softest of movements...

But the reality is that she was locked in a notorious furnace by some unknown savage and had her first kiss forcibly stolen.

There was no perfect harmony, no breathtaking beauty, and absolutely no romance.

All they have is domineering and brutality.

"Ugh—!"

Yi Qingwu suddenly came to her senses and used all her strength to push Ye Feng away.

She staggered back several steps, her back hitting the furnace wall before she came to a stop. She gasped for breath, one hand covering her mouth, her eyes wide as saucers, looking like a frightened rabbit.

"You...you..." Her voice trembled, her finger pointing shakily at Ye Feng, "You...my first kiss...that was for me...for my fiancé..."

Ye Feng licked his lips, savoring the sensation of that kiss.

Mmm, it's very soft and sweet.

The scent of the most beautiful woman on Ziwei Star is indeed extraordinary.

"It's very sweet." Ye Feng commented without any attempt to hide his feelings, with a smile that made people grit their teeth in anger.

Yi Qingwu's face flushed bright red instantly, from her neck all the way to her ears.

She didn't know if it was anger, shame, or both.

Her chest heaved violently, her breathing was rapid and disordered, and her mind was a complete mess.

"I kill you!"

Yi Qingwu screamed and pulled a short sword from her storage artifact, frantically stabbing it at Ye Feng.

This sword strike was completely haphazard, driven entirely by a fit of rage.

She completely forgot about the secret techniques of the Moon Palace, the application of the power of Yin, and the exquisite sword moves.

She is now a woman whose most precious thing has been taken from her, venting her anger in the most primal way.

Ye Feng easily dodged the sword by turning to the side, and casually pinched her waist.

"Ah—!" Yi Qingwu screamed and jumped away, her face turning even redder.

She charged forward again, this time with a horizontal slash.

Ye Feng leaned back, the sword blade grazing his nose. He seized the opportunity to grab her wrist, kissed the back of her hand, and then quickly retreated to create distance before she could swing her sword at him.

"You! You! You!" Yi Qingwu trembled with rage, tears welling in her eyes again. "You lecherous scoundrel! I'll tear you to pieces!"

She rushed forward again.

And so it went, one chasing, the other dodging; one slashing, the other flicking.

Ye Feng effortlessly dodged every attack Yi Qingwu made, and in the gaps between his dodges, he would always find an opportunity to take advantage of her in some way—sometimes it was stealing a kiss on the cheek, sometimes it was putting his arm around her waist, and sometimes it was blowing a breath into her ear.

Each time, Yi Qingwu would scream and jump away, her face turning as red as if it were about to bleed, and then rush back angrily.

Over and over again, in a never-ending cycle.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Qingwu finally couldn't run anymore.

She knelt on the ground, leaning on her short sword, panting heavily. Sweat soaked her white clothes, outlining her exquisite curves.

Her face was flushed from the intense exercise and anger, a few strands of messy hair clung to her cheeks, and her once clear and cold eyes were now misty, it was hard to tell whether they were tears or sweat.

She looked extremely disheveled.

But it's also incredibly beautiful.

Ye Feng stood not far away, admiring the scene before him.

The most beautiful woman on Ziwei Star, now like a tired cat, crouched before him, panting softly. He was probably the only one in the entire Ziwei Star Region who had ever seen such a scene.

No, it should be said that he was the only one in the entire Ziwei Star Domain who dared to look.

"Can't run anymore?" Ye Feng walked over with a smile.

Yi Qingwu looked up at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just bit her lip and glared at him with a look that was a mixture of anger, humiliation, grievance and resentment.

She no longer had the strength to scold him.

Her strength had been completely exhausted in that frantic chase, and her divine power was almost gone. Now, she couldn't even stand, let alone resist.

Ye Feng walked up to her, squatted down, and looked her in the eye.

"You know what," he said, reaching out to brush the stray hairs from her face, his voice as soft as if he were coaxing a ruffled kitten, "you look beautiful even when you're angry."

Yi Qingwu turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.

But her ears turned red.