"What... what are you doing?" Feng Yunwuji asked in a daze. His mind had dulled over time, and many things, though strangely familiar, now felt distant and hard to grasp.
Filosi let out a silvery laugh, her lips thin and arched as her voice rang out like wind chimes. She was a master of seduction—true to her kind. One hand delicately covered her mouth, while the other trailed lightly down Feng Yunwuji's chest in a circular motion. A faint pink energy slipped into his body, and the moment it did, something inside him seemed to ignite. A heat began to rise from deep in his abdomen.
The sensation was entirely unfamiliar. Especially when Filosi leaned down and the generous snow-white curves of her chest came into view—the strange heat surged even more fiercely.
Filosi gave him a flirtatious glance, her eyes brimming with suggestive charm. Her slender, graceful fingers wandered beneath his robes, dancing like silk across his skin. As she noted the growing haze in Feng Yunwuji's eyes, her smile deepened. With a sudden motion, she reached for the lower folds of his robe...
A shock like thunder tore through Feng Yunwuji's entire body. It felt as if a wave of electricity had coursed through him—his limbs numb and tingling. Then, an intense reaction from his lower body surged upward, rigid and unbidden, aimed directly at the woman before him.
"What... what's happening…?" he murmured, completely lost. Even before his ascension, he had devoted himself entirely to the martial path, and though he had some vague understanding of these matters, he had never experienced such intimacy firsthand.
And then—Filosi laughed.
(Omitted detail in accordance with harmony principles)
Suddenly, amid a rising scream, Filosi's enchanting eyes snapped wide open. Her originally violet irises turned a deep crimson, and strange swirling patterns bloomed within her pupils. She shut her eyes, then opened them again—the gold-red glow within now unmistakable. A faint pink mist began to seep from her skin, and the air filled with an intoxicating, almost bewitching scent.
Before Feng Yunwuji even realized it, the true essence energy he had stored in his body began to flow outward, pulled into Filosi and rapidly refined. His vision dimmed, and even the cultivation routines deep in his sea of consciousness ground to a halt.
At last, Feng Yunwuji snapped fully awake. The haze in his eyes cleared, replaced by sharp focus. Filosi sensed danger and hastily intensified her absorption of his energy.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Feng Yunwuji roared—an instinctual reaction. In that moment, a rudimentary set of demonic incantations surfaced in his mind, and the faint demonic energy that had long slumbered within his meridians suddenly began to stir, following the outline of the technique.
A powerful, oppressive aura erupted from Feng Yunwuji's body—like that of a god of the Nether Abyss. The force of it was so overwhelming that Filosi froze in shock. Her seductive absorption technique met an even more terrifying counter-force. Not only could she no longer draw from him, her own core energy began to destabilize.
Boom! A burst of black mist exploded from Feng Yunwuji, enveloping his entire body—and pulling Filosi into it as well. The water prison trembled as waves of pure demonic essence surged from the ground, at first faint, but quickly growing so dense they became visible to the naked eye, swirling like thunderclouds.
Throughout the vast underground prison, every demon felt it—a tremendous but oddly unstable power. It was a paradox: an overwhelming aura contained within a still-developing form. Yet the presence swept across the entire space like a storm, compelling every demon who sensed it to bow in reverence.
Within the mist, a woman's scream rang out. The black fog surged, then began to draw back into Feng Yunwuji's body. When it finally receded, Filosi lay pale and crumpled on the ground like wet clay. Her lips trembled, as though trying to form words, but no sound followed…