Every time Ji Qiuyu thought about how Lu Chen had forcibly taken possession of her body and then applied various methods on her, she gritted her teeth in anger.
This trickster was so skilled; she did not know how many women he had harmed before, and how many consorts were in his harem.
Alas, this was perhaps the tribulation she was destined to endure in this lifetime.
Besides, Lu Chen had already planned to grant her the status of a Noble Concubine, leaving her with little to say.
Not only did he elevate her Cultivation State to the Yin-Yang Realm, but he also gave her the Noble Concubine identity, on top of bestowing her the Demon Burying Spell and a Saint-grade Cultivation Technique. This was, for her, an immense opportunity.
Such an opportunity, worth exchanging with her chastity, was something many women longed for but never had the chance to grasp.
Ji Qiuyu muttered to herself, "It has come to this, whether I'm a plaything or a furnace cauldron, I accept it."