Chapter 3: The Ice Queen Melts & The Hunger of the Dragon**
Night. The Bridal Chamber.
The moon hung high over Mist Cloud City, a cold observer of the scorching atmosphere developing inside the Su Family's master bedroom.
Jiang Yi didn't bother with the courtesy of a knock. He pushed the heavy oak doors open with a casual shove, entering with the stride of a man who didn't just belong there—he owned it.
Su Ruoyan sat on the edge of the silk-draped bed.
She had recently bathed; droplets of water trailed from her damp hair onto the thin, translucent silk of her nightgown.
The fabric clung to her curves like a second skin, teasing the silhouettes of her heaving chest and the dark, invitation-like shadows between her thighs.
The moment she saw him, her body locked up.
She could feel the change.
This morning, he was a mere Earth Spirit cultivator. Tonight, he radiated the oppressive, golden heat of a Sky Spirit Expert.
His aura was no longer a flicker; it was a roaring furnace that turned the air thick and heavy, making every breath she took feel like a desperate gasp.
"You... you actually broke through," Ruoyan whispered, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the sheets.
Her icy facade was melting into a flush of undeniable arousal and fear.
"I told you," Jiang Yi said, the heavy click of the door locking behind him echoing like a gavel.
"I needed to thank my wife properly for her 'gift'."
He moved toward her. Each footfall resonated in her chest like a war drum.
"Jiang Yi, stay back," Ruoyan stammered, trying to summon the "Queen of Gold" persona.
"We need... rules. Last night was a fluke. Tonight, we will cultivate properly. We will sit in the lotus position, circulate Qi, and—"
"Stand up."
It wasn't a request. It was a sovereign's decree.
Ruoyan's legs moved of their own accord, her body reacting to his "Emperor's Pheromones" before her pride could intervene.
She stood before him, trembling, the scent of his Primal Chaos Yang Body drugging her senses.
Jiang Yi reached out, his fingers brushing the delicate strap of her gown.
Riiiip!
He didn't slide the silk away; he shredded it. The expensive, imported fabric fell to the floor in useless crimson ribbons.
"J-Jiang Yi!" she gasped, her hands flying up to cover her chest. "You barbarian! That silk was—"
"I don't have time for obstacles," Jiang Yi growled.
He caught her wrists in one hand, pinning them firmly above her head against the carved bedpost.
Her resistance was a joke against his new strength. Now, she was completely exposed to his predatory gaze.
The candlelight licked over her perfect form.
Her skin was a canvas of creamy white, glowing with the faint blue luminescence of her Ice Phoenix physique.
Her breasts were full and firm, heaving with her jagged breaths, the pink peaks hardening into defiant points. Lower, her waist tapered into wide, fertile hips—and between them, she was already glistening, a translucent trail of nectar betrayed by her own body.
"Look at you," Jiang Yi smirked, his golden eyes roaming over her like a king inspecting his spoils.
"You preach about 'rules' and 'transactions,' but your little pu*sy is already weeping for me, isn't it? You're soaking through."
"Shut up..." Ruoyan moaned, her hips involuntarily arching toward him. Her Ice Phoenix blood was screaming for the magma in his veins. "It's just... the physique... a biological reaction..."
"Then let's see how much your 'biology' can take."
He didn't wait. He hoisted her up by the waist and threw her onto the mattress. Before she could recover, he was over her, a golden shadow eclipsing the light.
He claimed her mouth not with a kiss, but with a conquest, his tongue forcing her lips apart and exploring her mouth with savage intent.
His hands moved with possessive cruelty. He kneaded her heavy breasts, his thumbs grinding against her sensitive nipples until she whined into his mouth.
Then, he slid a hand down, past her trembling navel, to the drenched heat between her legs.
She was flooded.
"So f*cking wet," Jiang Yi whispered against the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth grazing her pulse point.
"You're the Ice Queen to the world, but in this bed, you're just a desperate slut for my Yang essence, aren't you? Tell me."
"N-No... I'm not..." Ruoyan sobbed, her head tossing back. "Please... husband... I can't take the heat... give it to me..."
"Beg for it".
Tell me what you want me to do to you."
"Please... f*ck me! Fill me up!" the words tore from her throat, her dignity finally shattering.
Jiang Yi grinned. He positioned his weapon—massive, pulsating with golden veins and weeping pre-cum—at her entrance.
He gripped her hips, tilting her pelvis up to meet him, and thrust home with everything he had.
SPLAT.
"AAAAH!"
Ruoyan's scream hit the rafters as her toes curled. He filled her to the absolute brink, his thick girth stretching her tight, virgin-like walls until she thought she would break.
"Mine," Jiang Yi growled, his rhythm turning primal.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh filled the room. He pounded into her with the tireless stamina of a beast, every thrust driving waves of golden energy—and his thick, hot seed—deep against her cervix.
"Oh god! It's too deep! You're hitting my womb!" she cried out, her nails carving red furrows into his back.
"I'm melting... Jiang Yi, I'm melting!"
"Then burn!"
He accelerated, his movements violent and unyielding. He treated her not as a delicate flower, but as a vessel to be filled, a woman who needed to be broken so she could finally ascend.
[System Notification: Dual Cultivation in Progress.]
[Yang Energy Injection: 40%... 70%... 95%...]
[Target's Loyalty is skyrocketing!]
Ruoyan's mind fractured. The pleasure was a white-hot blade. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her body instinctively trying to milk every drop of the power he was unleashing.
"Cum in me!" she begged, her eyes rolling back into her head. "Give it all to me! Make me yours!"
Jiang Yi felt the roar in his blood reach a crescendo. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back for one final, bruising kiss as his hips slammed against hers in a final, devastating thrust.
"Take every f*cking drop!"
BOOM.
A violent torrent of concentrated, golden Yang Essence erupted inside her. Ruoyan screamed, her entire body seizing in a massive, soul-shattering orgasm.
She clamped down on him like a vice, her internal muscles pulsing as they absorbed the flood of power.
A blinding golden light erupted from their union, shaking the very foundations of the pavilion.
One Hour Later.
The room was a disaster zone. The sheets were in tatters, and the air was thick with the musk of their union. Su Ruoyan lay draped across Jiang Yi's chest, her skin flushed a deep, satisfied pink. The cold, distant ice fairy was gone; in her place was a woman who looked utterly conquered.
Jiang Yi stroked her hair, checking the glowing interface in his mind.
[Ding! Dual Cultivation Cycle Complete.]
[Host Gains:]
* Cultivation Stabilized: Sky Spirit Realm (Early) -> Sky Spirit Realm (Mid Stage).
* Technique Unlocked: Dragon's Gaze (Mental Suppression).
[Partner Gains (Su Ruoyan):]
* Breakthrough: Spirit Core Realm (Early) -> Spirit Core Realm (Peak).
* Physique Awakened: Ice Phoenix Body (Tier 1).
* Loyalty: 60/100 (Dependency established).
Jiang Yi smirked, tapping her damp cheek. "Still with us, Ruoyan?"
She opened her eyes slowly, the previous disdain replaced by a mixture of awe, fear, and a budding, obsessive worship.
"You..." she whispered, her voice wrecked from screaming his name. "You are a monster."
"And you," Jiang Yi said, giving her backside a firm, possessive squeeze, "are the monster's wife. Get used to the taste."
He stood up, naked and radiating power in the moonlight.
He summoned the Violet Dragon Greatsword from the system; the massive blade hummed with lethal intent. With a casual swing, the wind pressure snuffed out every candle in the room.
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