Chapter 104: Furnace Ding, First

Outside, the great sun hung high; inside the dimly lit bedroom, the earth was dusted with tiny white frost.

Fang Can looked at the several girls staring at him in daze, his expression thoughtful.

“I feel Fang Can’s body carries magic—just a light touch makes my whole body go limp, powerless.”

“And the Rick 5 is incredibly comfortable—hard to describe.”

“I think I’ll never be able to live without Rick 5.”

The girls’ cheeks flushed crimson as they poured out their sensations in full.

After just this initial contact, they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.

In MYGO’s words, they wanted to suck Rick 5 for their entire lives.

It brought dopamine and endorphins surging through the mind like a volcanic eruption.

In the later stages, they even forgot to breathe—the most basic survival instinct.

‘Is Rick 5 really this insane?’

After hearing their descriptions, Fang Can’s mind was filled with question marks—this was utterly absurd.

And it wasn’t just his Rick—his entire body had turned into a human meat grinder.

The problem was, why had he himself felt nothing special just now?

They say ‘bone-scraping steel knife, bone-scraping steel knife’—but whose bones are being scraped?

With confusion, Fang Can walked into the bathroom amid the girls’ unsatisfied gazes and washed his body.

During this time, several tried to sneak in for a bath together, but Fang Can firmly refused them.

After cleaning up, Fang Can stepped out of the villa, pressed the dial button, and prepared to contact Liu Qingmeng.

Having lived in this world so long, Liu Qingmeng and Jiang Ningan had naturally adapted to this era and were no strangers to electronic devices.

So several days ago, Fang Can had given them each a mobile phone for easy contact.

As the video call connected, Fang Can leaned against the villa’s outer wall, waiting for the answer.

Soon, a stunningly beautiful little face appeared on the screen.

Liu Qingmeng smiled at him and said, “Aren’t you supposed to be drowning in a sea of beauties right now?”

Looking at the girl’s radiant smile on the screen, Fang Can said firmly, “So the elder really knows some secrets.”

In Fang Can’s villa, Jiang Ningan, who was meditating, felt her delicate ears twitch slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes: ‘Is Master talking to Fang Can?’

‘Is it about cultivation? Then why didn’t he call me? I could answer just as well.’

Thinking this, the girl held her breath, listening intently through the wall.

Over these days, as time passed, the energy consumption of Liu Qingmeng’s avatar caused her body to shrink gradually.

Not just in appearance—her strength might now be weaker than an ordinary person’s, on par with a girl her age.

Her personality, too, seemed to have softened with energy-saving measures, no longer cold and distant, becoming more lively.

Right now, for instance, Liu Qingmeng gazed at Fang Can with the eyes of a normal girl, finding this young man truly appetizing.

‘Hmm, good-looking—even more pleasing to the eye than Ning’an.’

Liu Qingmeng smiled sweetly—no wonder she’d completely bewitched her own disciple; she was probably eavesdropping outside right now.

Unaware of her thoughts, Fang Can said seriously, “Elder Liu, something’s wrong—I took off my clothes and they all rushed at me like madwomen, begging to suck my Rick 5.”

“And during the process, their strength and speed increased noticeably—in just half an hour, their strength rose at least threefold.”

“I suspect I’ve been drained, but I have no proof,” Fang Can said gravely.

Seeing Fang Can’s furrowed brows, Liu Qingmeng nearly burst out laughing, forcing back her mirth and speaking with full elder dignity:

“Your guess is correct. Don’t forget what the Heavenly Mechanism Tower said about you: First Furnace Ding.”

“So I really got drained?”

“You were drained, in a sense,” Liu Qingmeng said meaningfully. “The Dao of Yin-Yang union places utmost importance on the first union.”

“With your furnace ding talent, if you had a decent dual-cultivation scripture, the first draining—if properly harmonized—could let you leap past one or two levels of Xuanguan.”

“But without a dual-cultivation method, merely absorbing primordial yang is like a cow devouring peonies—wasting such a precious opportunity.”

“Originally, with your talent, I would have advised you to preserve your primordial yang until reaching the peak of Tianlu Road’s third transformation.”

“Then I would personally go to Su Xin Zhai to borrow the ‘Great Bliss Bodhisattva Sutra’ for you and Ning’an to study together.”

“With the power of your first primordial yang, your chance of entering the fourth transformation could increase by one or two tenths.”

Outside, listening to her master’s words, Jiang Ningan felt her body stir restlessly, her once-pale skin blazing crimson.

‘How could Master treat me so lightly, just handing me over to this guy?’ Jiang Ningan had lost all focus on cultivation; she stood up and paced frantically around the living room.

She wanted to go in and say something, but couldn’t bring herself to admit she’d been eavesdropping.

‘But if it’s Fang Can… maybe it’s… not impossible?’

The moment this thought arose, she startled herself and shook her head fiercely:

‘No no no—I don’t even like him. Even if I did, I couldn’t be so casual.’

…

Ignoring Jiang Ningan’s stubborn, self-sabotaging thoughts, Liu Qingmeng fixed her burning gaze on Fang Can.

Time to share some private thoughts she’d never tell outsiders.

If she’d encountered this wild experience pack fifteen years ago, when she was still stuck at the third transformation of Tianlu Road, she might have devoured him whole.

As for her disciple’s feelings?

Hmph—stubborn girl can’t even get invited to the party.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner!” Fang Can’s face twisted in agony upon hearing Liu Qingmeng’s words.

If he’d known it was this precious, he’d have held onto it forever—he’d never have wasted it on mere cultivation insights.

Could he now reverse the process and suck the A2 milk he’d just expelled back into Rick 5?

“Don’t rush—I haven’t finished speaking,” Liu Qingmeng suppressed her laughter.

She couldn’t help it—she was growing more and more eager to tease Fang Can.

Seeing this stiff-faced boy’s emotions spill out because of her few words was just as delightful as watching young Ning’an.

Looking at Fang Can on the screen, Liu Qingmeng extended her index finger and explained:

“What I said before applies only to the general case. There are countless furnace ding bodies in the world—each top-tier furnace ding has unique strengths.”

“Some can leap from Xuanguan Level One directly to Nine after a single draining; others, after losing primordial yang, transform into chastity rings that attach to the drainer and enhance them; some permanently raise the drainer’s innate talent after draining.”

“And your title as First Furnace Ding? There’s a reason,” Liu Qingmeng teased.

(End of Chapter)