Just as Ya Fei opened her mouth to complain, a scorching current suddenly erupted inside her body.
Her teasing expression vanished and a mysterious energy surged through her meridians like a river breaking through a dam—fierce, abundant, and almost impossible to control.
Wherever it passed, her exhaustion faded and her stagnant Dou Qi began circulating at a frightening speed.
"This…"
Ya Fei hurriedly closed her eyes and focused on guiding the violent current.
Boom!
The first bottleneck shattered before she could prepare herself.
The energy did not stop.
It continued rushing forward, breaking through a second barrier and then a third. By the time the warm current finally began to calm, Ya Fei's cultivation had risen by four small realms in succession.
She slowly opened her eyes and stared at her hands in disbelief.
The change was too sudden to be natural.
Ya Fei turned toward Xiao Feng. Her face was still flushed, and her voice remained slightly hoarse from their earlier intimacy.
"Xiao Feng, what exactly is happening to me?"
Although she did not know the reason, her intuition told her that the shameless man before her had something to do with it.
Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment before answering with a completely serious expression, "It was the milk tea."
Ya Fei stared at him silently
"My milk tea is extremely nourishing," He added.
"Be serious!"
"I am serious." Xiao Feng spread his hands innocently. "You drank one cup and immediately broke through four realms. Isn't that enough proof?"
Ya Fei rolled her eyes, but she could not deny what had just happened.
She carefully examined her body once again. The warm energy remained inside her, slowly circulating through her meridians.
"Are you truly saying that… what you gave me caused this?"
Xiao Feng nodded.
As the possessor of the Innate Holy Body, his entire body contained extraordinary vitality. His blood could be refined into precious pills, while even strands of his hair could serve as materials for powerful weapons.
Naturally, the pure essence of such a body was even more valuable.
However, that was not the only reason for Ya Fei's sudden improvement.
The true cause was the Dragon–Phoenix Dual Cultivation Technique.
The technique had been created by an ancient expert who pursued the Great Dao through the harmony of yin and yang. When circulated during intimacy, it allowed their energies to form a complete cycle.
Xiao Feng's pure and powerful vitality entered Ya Fei's body, nourishing her weak foundation from within. At the same time, her gentle yin energy helped stabilize the immense strength inside him.
The more closely their energies intertwined, the greater the benefits became.
Xiao Feng briefly explained the technique to her.
After listening, Ya Fei fell silent.
Her cultivation talent had always been ordinary. Even with the resources of the Mittel family, she knew that her future achievements would remain limited.
Yet after drinking only one "cup," she had crossed four small realms without suffering the slightest damage to her foundation.
Such temptation was impossible for anyone to ignore.
Ya Fei's phoenix-like eyes gradually brightened, "Is there a limit to how much this technique can help me?"
"There is."
Xiao Feng nodded toward her.
"Your body can only absorb so much energy at once. Drinking too greedily will leave you unable to digest it."
Ya Fei lowered her gaze, seemingly lost in thought.
A moment later, an enchanting smile appeared upon her lips.
She placed one hand against Xiao Feng's chest and pushed him backward.
"Fei'er?"
"Since one cup was enough to raise me by four realms…"
Ya Fei leaned over him, allowing her golden hair to fall around them like a silken curtain.
"…why are you still lying there doing nothing?"
Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow.
"You were complaining about the first cup only a moment ago."
"I was complaining because you served it too suddenly."
Her finger traced slowly across his chest.
"This time, let me decide how I drink it."
Xiao Feng's gaze darkened, "And didn't you say your throat was sore?"
Ya Fei's smile stiffened briefly, but her desire for strength quickly defeated her hesitation.
"A little soreness is nothing compared to the sweet milk tea."
She moved closer and whispered beside his ear:
"Besides, I still have room for another cup."
Xiao Feng stared at her speechlessly.
The woman who had been glaring at him moments earlier had already transformed back into the enchanting auctioneer capable of tempting anyone with a single smile.
"You truly are greedy."
"I am a merchant," Ya Fei replied shamelessly. "Once I discover something valuable, naturally I want as much of it as possible."
The curtains quietly fell again and sound of slurping and moans once again filled the room.
After the second cup came the third.
After the third came the fourth.
Each time the Dragon–Phoenix Technique completed a circulation, another wave of warmth spread through Ya Fei's body, nourishing her meridians and strengthening her foundation.
At first, she pursued it purely for cultivation.
Later, even Ya Fei could no longer tell whether she wanted more energy or had simply become addicted to the way Xiao Feng served his special "milk tea."
Only after a long time did she finally collapse beside him, completely exhausted.
"I can't drink anymore…"
Her cheeks remained crimson, her voice had become weak, and her body was so full of energy that even her meridians felt swollen.
Xiao Feng glanced at her with amusement, "You seemed quite enthusiastic about the last cup."
Ya Fei pinched his waist weakly, "Be quiet. You filled me with so much that I'll need several days to digest it all."
Had her body been able to endure more, she might genuinely have demanded another serving.
The pleasure was one thing, but the rapid improvement in strength was enough to make any fighter addicted, especially a woman who had spent years restricted by poor talent.
That evening, Ya Fei returned to the Mittel Auction House with a radiant complexion
When a maid brought dinner to her room, Ya Fei merely glanced at the table before waving her hand.
"Take it away."
The maid looked confused.
"Miss Ya Fei, you haven't eaten anything since this morning."
"I'm already full."
"Full?"
"Don't ask."
After the bewildered maid left, Ya Fei locked the door and leaned against it.
Memories of the afternoon surfaced in her mind, causing her to cover her burning face with both hands.
"Milk tea…"
Ya Fei bit her lower lip.
"That shameless villain filled me so completely that I truly can't eat dinner."
"Next time I must suck him dry."