Chapter 4: The First Purification
The door to the courtyard slammed shut, locking out the chaos of the Feng Clan.
Inside the dimly lit room, Feng Tao let out a long breath, finally relaxing his shoulders.
On his bed sat the young girl he had just saved. Her name was Lilou, a fox-kin demon attendant who had been assigned to the trash Fourth Young Master ever since he was a child.
With her tear-stained cheeks and slightly disheveled robes, she looked incredibly vulnerable, yet her eyes were glued to Feng Tao as if he were a god walking among mortals.
"Fourth Young Master..." Lilou whimpered, her voice trembling. "You... you really killed him? Feng Shui's lackey?"
"He called me trash, and he tried to take what's mine," Feng Tao said flatly, walking over to the basin to wash the splattered demon blood off his hands. "In my book, that's a death sentence."
Before he could even dry his hands, the majestic, holy trumpet fanfare blasted inside his skull once again.
[Ding!]
[Quest Completed: Help a demon who is being abused.]
[Time Remaining: 00:42]
[Cutting it close, Oh Holy One! But thy righteousness shines brighter than the sun!]
Feng Tao rolled his eyes. 'Yeah, yeah. Just give me the rewards.'
[Reward granted: 50 Purifying Points, 1x Lesser Qi Cleansing Pill.]
[Warning! The System detects a massive concentration of primal, unholy sin radiating from the female demon in front of you. Her soul is plagued by fear, vulnerability, and unfaithful demonic thoughts! Host must begin immediate purification!]
Feng Tao blinked. 'Immediate? Right now?'
[Yes, Holy One! Behold, your first official Purification Quest!]
[Main Quest: Cleanse the Fox-Kin Attendant, Lilou.]
[Method: Deliver the Divine Fluid of Rebirth (Your Cum) to her core.]
[Time Limit: 2 Hours.]
[Failure Punishment: 24 hours of "Internal Thunder Castration" where your lower half feels like it's being struck by divine lightning.]
Feng Tao's jaw dropped. 'Internal Thunder Castration?! Hey! Aren't you supposed to be an angelic system sent from the heavens? What kind of angel threatens a man's junk?!'
[The Almighty demands purity, Holy One! Do not let the seductive demoness sway your resolve. Purify her! Give her the holy retribution!]
Feng Tao cleared his throat, forcing his mind back to reality. He looked at Lilou. The threat of divine castration was a pretty fantastic motivator, but looking at the gorgeous fox-girl on his bed, he didn't exactly need a gun to his head to get the job done.
He was an 18-year-old virgin in his past life, and right now, his new demonic body was practically surging with overflowing Qi and primal instincts.
He walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. Lilou flinched slightly, but she didn't move away. Instead, a deep crimson blush crept up her neck, coloring her pale cheeks.
"Lilou," Feng Tao said, his voice dropping an octave, becoming deep and commanding. "Are you still afraid?"
"N-No," she whispered, her fox ears twitching nervously atop her head. "As long as I am with the Fourth Young Master, I am not afraid. But... you have changed so much today. You feel... so strong. So dominant."
"A man has to change if he wants to protect what belongs to him," Feng Tao murmured. He reached out, his fingers gently catching her chin and tilting her face up to meet his gaze.
His dark, intense eyes locked onto hers. "They put their filthy hands on you. They tried to abuse you. Tell me, Lilou... do you want to belong to a trash young master, or do you want to belong to a king?"
Lilou's breath hitched. The sudden, suffocating pressure of Feng Tao's presence wasn't terrifying—it was intoxicating. For years, she had protected him while he was beaten and mocked. Now, seeing him look at her with the eyes of a hungry predator, a strange, thrilling heat coiled deep in her stomach.
"I... I am just a lowly attendant," she stammered, her eyes darting down to his lips. "I am already yours, Young Master... in whatever way you want me."
"Good girl," Feng Tao smiled, a wicked, decidedly un-angelic smirk crossing his face.
He leaned in close, the scent of her sweet, demonic aroma filling his senses. His hand slid from her chin down to the collar of her robe, slowly loosening the fabric to reveal her smooth, porcelain shoulders. Lilou let out a soft, breathless gasp, her hands gripping his chest tightly as he pulled her flush against his body.
Inside his head, the system started aggressively chanting holy verses.
[Hallelujah! The angel prepares his holy weapon! Purify her! Let the divine light pierce the darkness!]
'Shut up, System. I'm working here,' Feng Tao thought, completely tuning out the holy choir as he pressed his lips against Lilou's neck, making her arch her back with a soft moan.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear as her breath hitched. Lilou's hands clutched tightly at the fabric of his robes, her nails digging into his shoulders as she trembled from a mixture of anticipation and the sheer, overwhelming alpha presence radiating from him.
"Young Master..." she whispered, a soft, helpless gasp escaping her lips as his hands firmly gripped her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. The heat radiating between them was suffocating, thick with an unspoken promise that the old, fragile Feng Tao was completely gone. In his place stood a man who took exactly what he wanted.
Her fox tail wrapped tightly around his thigh, her eyes hazy with submission as she completely surrendered her defenses to him.
Feng Tao didn't hesitate. With a swift, dominant motion, he pinned her beneath him on the silk sheets, trapping any escape and locking his gaze onto her flushed, waiting face. The room seemed to shrink to the space between their breaths.
Lilou's fox ears fluttered, her tail tightening around his thigh like a silent vow. Her pupils dilated, swallowing the light as her pulse hammered against his chest. Every inhale tasted of her demonic honey and something wild, something only he could summon.
"Look at me," he said, voice low and rough. "Tell me who you belong to."
Her lips parted, trembling. "Yours… Fourth Young Master. Only yours."
The words struck him like a spark to dry grass. His Qi surged, a river pressing against its banks, and his control thinned to a single, fraying thread. He leaned down until their noses brushed, the heat of her breath fogging his senses.
"You're terrified," he murmured, thumb tracing the line of her jaw. "But you're not afraid of me."
"No," she whispered, fingers curling into his robes, pulling him closer despite the tremor in her arms. "I'm afraid of… wanting this too much."
His smile was slow, dangerous, and utterly certain. "Then want it."
He pressed his mouth to the corner of hers, not quite kissing, close enough that the promise of it burned. Lilou's breath broke. A soft, helpless sound escaped her as her body arched toward him, seeking the heat that radiated between them like a living thing.
The system in his head exploded into a chorus of frantic hymns again.
[BE HOLY! BE PURE! THE TEMPLE STANDS BEFORE YOU—DO NOT DESOLATE IT!]
"Quiet," Feng Tao thought, not even looking at the phantom choir. "I'm not destroying anything. I'm claiming what's already mine."
His hand slid to the back of her neck, fingers threading through the soft hair there, holding her steady as he finally… finally…sealed the space between them. Their lips met, and the world tilted.
Lilou's moan was small and broken, melting into the kiss. His ribs tightened around her, his Qi flaring in a warm, golden pulse that sedated the wild instincts roaring beneath his skin. For a heartbeat, the fire cooled to something deliberate, something reverent.
Then the hunger returned, sharper.
He kissed her deeper, slower, tasting the surrender in her. Her hands found his shoulders, then his chest, then the back of his neck, anchoring herself as the kiss deepened without ever breaking the line of propriety he'd drawn. Every touch was a question; every answer was a promise.
"Lilou," he said against her lips, voice rough. "When I say stop, you say stop. When I say wait, you wait. That's the only rule."
She nodded, breathless, eyes hazy but steady. "Yes… Young Master."
A slow, satisfied smirk curved his mouth. "Good."
As the final moments of the encounter reached their peak, Feng Tao felt a sudden, violent jolt deep within his lower abdomen. It wasn't just a physical release, it was a literal explosion of spiritual energy.
The moment his fluid left his body, a brilliant, blinding white light, completely alien to the dark, oppressive atmosphere of Hell, flashed behind his eyelids. A strange, warm current surged backward from his core, violently flooding his meridians.
It felt as though a dam had burst inside his chest. The chaotic, dark demonic Qi naturally lingering in the room was aggressively sucked into his body, instantly colliding with a pure, holy essence that began violently rewriting his cultivation foundation from the inside out.
Outside, the night hummed. Inside, the air between them thickened until it felt like standing in the mouth of a storm.
The system's choir faltered, then fell silent.
For now, the storm held.
…
Two hours later.
The room was completely silent, save for the heavy, satisfied breathing of two people.
Lilou was curled up tightly against Feng Tao's chest, her fluffy fox tail wrapped around his leg, a brilliant, euphoric smile plastered across her face as she slept soundly.
For the first time in her life, her chaotic demonic Qi felt completely stabilized, purified, and nourished.
Feng Tao lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling in absolute bliss. 'So... this is what it feels like,' he thought, a proud smile on his face.'Screw the apocalypse. Reincarnation is awesome.'
Suddenly, the trumpets blared at maximum volume, nearly shattering his eardrums.
[HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!]
[Divine Purification Complete! The unholy demoness has been thoroughly cleansed by the Host's Holy Fluid!]
[Calculating Rewards based on the level of satisfaction and purification...]
[Ding!]
[Target 'Lilou' has achieved 100% Purity and 100% Loyalty! Total Submission unlocked!]
[Rewards Granted:]
[1,000 Purifying Points!]
[Host's Cultivation Level breaks through!]
[3rd Layer of Qi Condensation -> 5th Layer of Qi Condensation!]
Innate Talent Unlocked: [Angelic Charm (Passive)] - Your scent and presence now naturally attract sinful women, making them crave your "purification."
Feng Tao felt a sudden explosion of pure, warm energy erupt from his dantian. The fractured pathways of his trash body instantly healed, and his muscles tightened with brand-new, overwhelming martial strength. He had jumped two entire cultivation layers in a single session!
He looked down at the sleeping fox girl in his arms, then looked at the system notification about his new "Angelic Charm" passive ability.
A slow, dangerous grin spread across Feng Tao's face.
"An angel, huh?" Feng Tao muttered to himself, tightly gripping his fist as his new power surged through his veins. "If being an angel means I get to break through my cultivation by doing this... then I guess I'm the holiest bastard in Hell."