Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1941: 507: How Did She End Up Like This?

Yet within the Goddess Furnace, Ying’er remained entirely exposed.

Smoke and mist from the Desire Law enveloped her elegant, flawless, voluptuous form that resembled white jade, making her soft skin glow with a subtle crimson hue.

Her refined and lovely features, previously icy and stern, now looked tender and vulnerable, marked by trails of tears.

What stood out most were her profound, enigmatic eyes, like stars in the midnight sky, now brimming with confusion, vacancy, and no spark of life.

Her graceful and dignified jade physique, formerly vibrant and alluring, rested motionless like an empty husk.

Though she continued to stir intense longing in every creature, she had ceased to be the frosty killer assassin of before, as though she embodied two separate souls.

"Could the Goddess Furnace have ruined her?"

Lu Changsheng had not completely triggered the Goddess Furnace's full power.

In the end, she was merely a minor cultivator at the Core Formation Third Layer.

Thus, after a full year, Lu Changsheng held no certainty regarding its precise impacts.

Infusing Yin Yang Magic Power, he unsealed the Goddess Furnace.

As the mists billowed forth, Ying’er’s enchanting silhouette of her perfect, seductive body emerged into view.

With the back of her hand, she softly touched her face.

It burned a little, and felt somewhat moist.

A layer of light perspiration seemed to coat it, or perhaps it was the remnants of fresh tears from weeping.

Ying’er’s slender frame quivered faintly, offering no opposition.

Next... much like a small cat, she nuzzled her face softly against his palm...

"Ssss..."

The nuzzling became more pronounced, her dazed eyes partly shut, her face blooming with a captivating flush, as if she savored this instant deeply.

"???"

Lu Changsheng observed Ying’er persistently rubbing against his hand like a feline, caught off guard for a moment.

Was the Goddess Furnace’s influence simply too overwhelming?

Transforming a headstrong female assassin straight into... a devoted pet?

"How have you fared during your rest these past days, Daoist Ying’er?"

Lu Changsheng’s words flowed out, his tone smooth and kind like polished jade.

Ying’er’s seductive pale form abruptly stiffened.

Even the side of her face pressed to Lu Changsheng’s hand paused briefly.

Ying’er!

I am Ying’er, the loyal follower of the Nether Moon Saintess...

A flood of memories surfaced in her thoughts, restoring fragments of her identity.

"Buzz!"

She yearned to sever her heart meridians.

However, with most of her strength sealed away, she could barely tap into a sliver of it.

Even at peak condition, self-destruction proved impossible in Lu Changsheng’s presence.

"It appears it’s not quite enough yet."

After halting her attempt to channel power, Lu Changsheng whispered to himself.

While the Desire Law warped her mind and awareness, its intensity remained insufficient.

Furthermore, without advancing to the ultimate phase, which would heighten her feelings and cravings, she retained a trace of personal insight.

"Sob... sob..."

But the instant his hand left her face, Ying’er grew frantic, breathing heavily like a stranded fish, gripping his arm firmly while resuming her nuzzling, her gasps filled with distress.

As though only through this could she regain inner calm and a feeling of safety...

"???"

Lu Changsheng’s brows knit together lightly, baffled by Ying’er’s condition.

She acted affected enough to attempt ending her own heart meridians.

Yet she seemed untouched, given her present behavior...

Lu Changsheng tried withdrawing his arm from her face, her grasp, and her soft bosom.

"Mmm..."

Ying’er raised her head, her fine features wet with tears and tinged with red, stirring compassion.

Her confused gaze overflowed with grief and supplication, her lips ajar, but only mewls akin to a kitten’s escaped.

"I realize you still possess some awareness and can comprehend my words."

Lu Changsheng had grasped her situation more or less.

Beneath the Goddess Furnace’s erosion, despite clinging to remnants of rationality, she had plunged into an irrepressible turmoil.

"Therefore, I offer you two options now: one, return to the furnace; two, act submissively..."

Lu Changsheng’s fingers lightly traced her cheek, his voice calm and soothing.

At the mention of returning to the furnace, Ying’er’s body shuddered on reflex.

Still, as a trained death warrior, her resolute determination compelled her to clench her teeth and utter, "Kill me, just kill me..."

Yet her expression burned with blush, eyes hazy, voice laced with tearful whimpers, devoid of any true death wish.

"Useless Goddess Furnace; it seems this old ancestor must step in personally."

Lu Changsheng recognized that Ying’er’s current form amounted to little more than a pet, unfit for true loyalty or service.

He needed to act directly, finalize the process, and unleash the Goddess Furnace’s maximum potential, turning her into his personal furnace—erasing memories of her past, her sect, her Dao Heart, and binding her eternally to his will.

"Are you... ready to surrender completely to me?"

Lu Changsheng lifted her dainty chin, gazing at her sorrowful, tear-dampened visage, his words gentle.

Lu Ancestor disliked forcing matters upon a woman.

However, Ying’er tied into vital schemes concerning Beast God Mountain.

Thus, compromising his principles became essential here.

Moreover, since she had once aimed to claim his spirit beasts, now she found herself ensnared, destined to serve as his spirit pet... it balanced the scales, right?

"I am willing... no..."

Under the Goddess Furnace’s relentless corrosion, Ying’er’s sentiments and cognition swirled in disorder, infused with innate submission and yearning for Lu Changsheng.

Hearing his question, she nearly answered on impulse.

But her lingering sense of duty reminded her: her true lord was Beast God Mountain, the Nether Moon Saintess!

Betrayal was unthinkable; all she had belonged to her liege...

Tears poured from Ying’er’s eyes amid her inner conflict and torment.

Yet within seconds, her enticing, soft pale body yielded, pressing into Lu Changsheng’s arms unbidden.

"Buzz!"

The Goddess Furnace nearby quivered faintly, erupting in a vortex of brilliant light that swallowed Lu Changsheng and Ying’er whole.

Soon enough, the furnace’s inner realm revealed a vast, stunningly gorgeous vista without end.