'Yin-Yang Furnace Constitution?' I muttered the name internally. The Spirit Chart was a booklet arranging the ranks of spiritual bodies according to their potential. Displaying unknown was unheard of.
[So that's why…]
The voice of Heaven disappeared from my mind before I could ask what it meant by that sentence. I could feel the presence in my soul dissipating. The consciousness of Heaven left me without any answers.
"Starting bid: 100 low-grade spirit stones!"
Laughter.
During my absent-mindedness, the auction had started.
"These fools think low-grade spirit stones could buy this pretty good. Hehe." A disgusting old voice came from the second floor.
"One fifty mid-grade spirit stones. This little fruit is mine to pluck."
"Two hundred. Her lips could curl up on my long dragon shaft, haha." Another voice.
Then came many disgusting, lewd voices, all directed at me. Labeling my worth. I cursed at them inwardly.
'How dare they price me so low?'
I had already planned how they would die. They had surely wounded the ego of a True God.
"Ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones."
Finally, the auction reached a conjunction—no one else started another bid. My gaze filtered through the silver locks fallen across my face toward the third floor, where an old man looked down from one of the private rooms.
"Elder Mo…"
Surprised whispers reached me as I narrowed my eyes at him. He was too indulged in his sense of victory to notice the lack of fear on my face.
"Why is the Guardian Elder of Crimson Cloud here?"
"You dummy, why wouldn't he be?"
"No, I meant—he already has a constant supply of… goods. His disciples, right?"
"Are they even worthy as her…?"
The elf woman asked three more times before a hammering sound echoed in the hall.
"Sold," she shouted, looking deep into me. "To Elder Mo of the Crimson Cloud Sect."
The man leapt from the third floor, landing atop my cage and shattering it in the process. His spiritual energy enveloped me to prevent injury, while his gaze ran over my exposed body.
"Hello, old grandpa," I blinked rapidly, causing the man to nearly stumble in his steps. His arrogance waned slightly as a tinge of anger crept into his eyes.
He didn't speak. He simply took a step forward and yanked at the chains binding me. My body fell forward into his arms, and he effortlessly lifted me onto his shoulder.
His hand pinched my ass—and I swear I heard a sniffing sound. What an old pervert.
No one said anything as they watched the elder leave with me. I didn't forget to wave at them, making their regret even deeper.
I giggled upon hearing Elder Mo's grinding teeth. The man seemed to be in the final stage of almost violence. I tried to gauge his cultivation with my soul sense.
Despite not being a True God anymore, my soul remained strong enough to expand my perception across nearly a hundred miles.
'Core Formation, third stage… Weak fly.'
I knew the current me was no match for him physically. But I wasn't as helpless as the previous Li Yue. I triggered my constitution through my soul sense.
Transparent energy ripples began to radiate from my body. The elder's body started to heat up, and I smelled the Yang energy churning within his core.
Every cultivator possessed a dantian before forming a core. After forming the core, one had to build a universe inside it in order to progress.
To build that universe, male cultivators needed Yang energy—naturally produced within their dantian.
That Yang energy would mix with the spiritual energy drawn in by the core, forming laws unique to each cultivator. This mixture was called harmony.
The remaining spiritual energy after harmony would strengthen their cores and allow them to withstand the strain of breakthroughs.
To safely progress, a cultivator had to build their core in a way that it could support the universe they were creating without collapsing.
Sexual cultivation was one of the easiest ways to increase Yang energy—and thus, harmony.
That's why dual cultivators advanced faster than ordinary cultivators. But it wasn't without drawbacks.
Excessive use of dual cultivation would corrupt their internal energy with Yin from the opposite gender. It wasn't noticeable at first.
But upon reaching First Ascension, they would hit the bottleneck of purity.
Having corrupted energy in the core for too long eventually made their core reject pure energy altogether.
That, in turn, weakened the core—since corrupted energy wasn't as powerful as pure energy.
Eventually, the core would no longer be able to contain the cultivator's universe.
If they didn't want to die from core collapse, they had to constantly supply themselves with corrupted energy—obtainable only through sex.
If the world was truly like the memories of Li Yue, I could imagine the state of men's cores here. I doubted any had ascended in decades.
No wonder the condition of women was so dire.
The men here were beyond redemption.
Elder Mo's core was fully dependent on corrupted energy. His Core Formation strength was just for show. An ordinary body-cultivator from the Immortal Realm could one-shot him.
He needed a constant supply of Yin energy just to stay alive. No wonder he was in such a hurry.
I giggled again. But my eyes were filled with killing intent. This was a man who needed women daily for survival. I wasn't naïve enough to believe he cared about consent.
"Laugh… laugh, little slut. Let's see if you can still smile after today…" His previously calm tone shifted into sinister hypocrisy.
His palms continued to spank my ass. Pain was a mundane feeling—something I had peeled away long ago after reaching godhood.
So this current sensation felt novel to me.
And thanks to my damned constitution, it even felt a bit… exciting.
Giggle.
Elder Mo wasn't as self-controlled as I was—nor as excited. His energy grew more violent with every passing second. I could feel his desperation to absorb my Yin energy.
He should've already fucked me and been done with it. But the way he occasionally changed direction and glanced around told me everything:
'Someone is hunting him…'
I didn't particularly care. But if I fell into the hands of someone in better condition than Elder Mo, it might be harder to escape.
So I deactivated my constitution and secretly channeled some of my Yin energy into him to stabilise his chaotic core.