Suddenly, her face turned ghastly pale.
"Damn it… today… Today is my dangerous period, and he actually came so much, filling up my lower belly!"
Qin Wanrou's body swayed, nearly collapsing.
If… if she were to get pregnant with her own student's child…
Her life, her career, everything… would be ruined!
Once this scandal broke, she'd be expelled from the university, cast out by society, and never able to hold her head up again!
At the thought of such a terrifying consequence, Qin Wanrou felt the world spin, her vision darkening.
[Ding! Qin Wanrou worries about damage to her career, Corruption Value –5, now 80!]
The system notification ringing in his mind startled Lin Feng.
What was going on?
Corruption Value had actually dropped?!
He instantly understood.
This woman, when caught in the moment, threw all caution to the wind, but once the afterglow faded, she immediately began fretting over her career and reputation!
She could turn on a dime!
When she had him cuffed to the headboard earlier, riding above him wildly, shaking her breasts until milk sprayed everywhere—why hadn't she thought about her career then?!
Now that the pants were on, she was acting as if nothing had happened.
Lin Feng ranted inwardly, yet kept an innocent expression on his face.
"No… I have to… buy medicine right away!" Qin Wanrou's face was bloodless, her voice trembling with panic. "Your problem… You handle it yourself!"
With that, she scrambled off the bed, trying to leave.
But she had overestimated herself.
The moment her feet touched the floor, an indescribable weakness surged from her thighs, and a sharp soreness struck her lower abdomen—the white fluid kept flowing even faster from her swollen core.
Her legs buckled, and with a startled cry, she fell in a clumsy heap onto the cold floor!
Completely naked, she knelt in an utterly humiliating pose, her thighs parted, milky-white semen still seeping out.
Her plump, firm buttocks jutted high, flushed with the lingering arousal of their violent encounter.
From Lin Feng's angle, the view was unobstructed.
A surge of satisfaction welled inside him.
Sure enough, a naked woman wasn't that impressive on its own—it was all about the posture!
Like now, this defeated, powerless kneeling posture with spurts still flowing—far more thrilling to a man's possessive instincts than any deliberate seduction.
"Ugh…"
Humiliated and enraged, Qin Wanrou's face burned crimson. Supporting herself with small hands on the soft edge of the bedsheet, she barely managed to stand.
Staggering to the bedside, she grabbed some wet wipes and hastily cleaned herself down there, ignoring the steady flow from her core. She yanked open the wardrobe, snatched a few pieces of clothing, and started dressing.
Black lace bra, white blouse, tight-fitting pencil skirt…
Still flustered, she pulled them on and headed out of the bedroom without looking back.
"Teacher Qin, what should I do?"
Lin Feng rattled the handcuffs binding him to the headboard, the crisp metal echo sounding "wronged."
"The key's in the first drawer of the nightstand!" came Qin Wanrou's voice from the living room, tinged with impatience and urgency.
Moments later, a loud bang—the front door slammed shut.
She was truly panicked; with that much cum inside her, if she really hit the jackpot, it wouldn't be a joke.
Only then did Lin Feng casually retrieve the key from the drawer, click, and free his wrists.
He flexed his slightly numb hands, feeling the surging power within, and a playful smile spread across his face.
Pulling out his phone, he opened WeChat.
The video she had sent from her own phone earlier sat quietly in the chat history.
He tapped play—the image was crystal clear.
Qin Wanrou's flushed, triumphant-yet-excited face was captured perfectly; her hands squeezing those astonishingly large mounds, spraying "champagne" at the camera—every frame brimming with stimulation.
"Thought you could walk away after getting your fun? Heh, nothing comes that easy!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly, saving the video securely.
He had never expected someone as controlling as Qin Wanrou to become his cultivation furnace just like that.
But with this video, plus the unrestrained "grand slam" that had swollen her belly, he believed things would work out fine.
Lin Feng strolled into the bathroom and took a shower.
His gaze landed on the black lace bra hanging on the rack.
H-cup size—in his hands, it felt like two large bowls.
On impulse, he picked it up, brought it to his nose, and inhaled deeply.
A rich milky fragrance mixed with the unique scent of a woman flooded his senses.
Next to it were her discarded panties, which Lin Feng likewise took for a deep, lung-filling "appreciation," then contentedly chose to turn in.
[Ding! Recycled fairy's intimate garment (bra) ×1, reward Spirit Stone ×100!]
[Ding! Recycled fairy's intimate garment (panties) ×1, reward Spirit Stone ×100!]
Not bad—two hundred thousand earned from one session!
Satisfied, Lin Feng dressed and hummed a tune as he left Qin Wanrou's apartment.
Walking back to school, the cool evening breeze felt refreshing on his face.
In high spirits, he called up his system panel.
[Yin-Yang Union Skill]
[Level: Tier 2]
[Experience: 150/200]
"Good, only 50 points short of Tier 3."
He nodded in approval, then checked the Furnace List.
[Current Furnaces: 2]
[Grade A Furnace: Su Qingwen]
[Grade A+ Furnace: Qin Wanrou]
Seeing this, Lin Feng realized.
So that's how it worked!
Merely having sex didn't make a true furnace. Only by completing the final "spiritual energy injection"—that is, ejaculating into the womb—could they be fully bound as cultivation resources!
"The main quest requires five furnaces; I only have two, so I need three more…"
Lin Feng stroked his chin, planning.
He ticked off fingers, reviewing future targets.
"First, Jiang Xiaoya—that little vixen…"
Just thinking of the hot-bodied girl writhing under the library desk made his lips curl. Her bold, outgoing nature meant she was probably eager for him to take her. That's one.
"Then… Zhou Xiaomeng should be ready too."
He recalled the pure, cute girl whose corruption value had already hit 90 just from his "chemotherapy" teasing. With a slight push, finding the right chance to make her his shouldn't be hard. That's another.
"Last furnace…"
Lin Feng's gaze flickered.
"I'll pick an easy target among the girls in my class first!"
Several female classmates flashed through his mind—quiet ones, lively ones, even those who secretly admired him.
"Finish the main quest first!"
Qin Wanrou and Su Qingwen were just the beginning. Next, he'd turn the entire school—no, the whole university town—into his hunting ground!