The air in the interrogation room didn't just feel heavy; it felt viscous. Inside the [Lust Domain], the concept of time had withered away, leaving only the sound of Captain Sarah's ragged, uneven breathing and the hum of the System in Han Feng's marrow.
Sarah was splayed across the cold metal of the interrogation table, her regulation trousers and boots discarded on the floor. Her toned, athletic legs were spread wide, trembling with a violent, involuntary rhythm. The "Tomboy" Captain, who had walked in with the weight of the city on her shoulders, was now reduced to a mess of exposed nerves and desperate heat.
"Look at me, Sarah," Han Feng commanded.
His voice was a physical strike. Sarah's head lolled back against the table, her grey eyes blown wide, the pupils swallowing the iris. She was drowning in the [Scent of Desire], her "Justice Heart" Qi swirling chaotically in her chest as it tried to fight the corruption.
"I... I'm going to... kill you..." she rasped, but the threat was punctuated by a sharp, high-pitched whimper as Han Feng's fingers brushed the sensitive, damp folds of her Divine Crevice.
"With what strength?" Han Feng mocked. He leaned over her, his Primal Root thick and heavy, pulsing with the "Filthy Blood" that the world so despised. "Your Qi is already mine. Your body is already mine. The Law doesn't exist in this room, Captain. Only my will."
He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her muscle like steel talons. With a single, brutal thrust, he buried his Heavenly Pillar deep within her.
Sarah's scream was caught in her throat, turning into a strangled, guttural moan that vibrated against the concrete walls. Her back arched off the table, her toes curling as the sheer volume of his presence stretched her to the limit.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Link Established: [ESSENCE SIPHON] Active.
Current Flow: 250 Qi Units/Sec.
Status: Target's 'Justice Heart' is bleeding into the Host.
Han Feng didn't slow down. He began a relentless, pounding rhythm, each impact sounding like a gavel in a courtroom. Sarah's hands, which had been trying to push him away, suddenly flew up to grip his shoulders, her nails drawing blood as she clung to the very man who was destroying her pride.
"God... you're so fucking tight," Han Feng growled, his voice stripped of its calm veneer. He leaned down, biting the junction of her neck and shoulder. "All that discipline... all that training... just to make you a better vessel for me."
"Ah... ahhh! Please!" Sarah sobbed, her head thrashing from side to side. "It's too much... the heat... Han Feng, fill me! Fill me with it!"
The corruption was reaching the critical 100% mark. Han Feng could feel her internal core—the source of her "Pure" cultivation—starting to crack. It felt like a dam breaking. Every time he bottomed out against her, he felt a surge of cold, sharp energy being pulled out of her and into his own dantian, where his "Filthy Blood" instantly melted it down into raw power.
He flipped her over, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the table. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at her own reflection in the one-way mirror.
"Look at your face, Captain," he hissed into her ear. "Look at the woman who was going to 're-educate' me. You look like a bitch in heat."
Sarah's reflection in the mirror was that of a broken warrior. Her "Justice Heart" Qi, once a vibrant shield of blue light, was now flickering and dimming under the overwhelming pressure of Han Feng's dark energy. The sight of her own defeat, trapped within the [Lust Domain], finally shattered the last pillar of her internal resolve.
"I can't... fight it anymore," she whispered, her voice a jagged admission of defeat. The internal struggle that had defined her career and her morality was eclipsed by the sheer weight of the System's influence.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
CORE SHATTERED.
Target Sarah: 100% Corrupted.
Status: Absolute Submission.
Reward: [COMMAND MARK] READY FOR PLACEMENT.
Han Feng felt the energy in the room reach a terminal point. He channeled the full volume of his "Filthy Blood" Qi into the final seal. The room flared with a searing, black light as the Command Mark burned itself into the spiritual fabric of her being.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
CULTIVATION LEVEL UP: STAGE 2 [IRON ROOT].
Passive Unlocked: [COMMANDING PRESENCE].
New Resource: Captain Sarah (Subjugated).
Han Feng stood back, breathing heavily as he felt the new, massive reservoir of Qi circulating through his veins. The sensation of power was intoxicating. He straightened his attire with cold efficiency, looking down at Sarah as she remained slumped against the table, her spirit finally subdued.
"The Law you served is gone, Captain," Han Feng said, his voice like ice. "There is only the new order."
Sarah slowly stood up, her movements mechanical and devoid of her former fire. She began to gather her gear, her eyes fixed on the floor, her stance now that of a loyal shadow rather than a defiant officer.
"The Han Mansion," she said, her voice hollow but steady. "Your stepmother is waiting there. She believes the plan to neutralize you at the precinct was successful. She has prepared a trap... but she does not realize the pieces on the board have changed."
Han Feng walked to the door and waved his hand. The [Lust Domain] dissolved into mist. The interrogation room lights flickered back to their sterile hum, and the magnetic lock clicked open.
He walked out of the precinct, the former "Police Captain" following three steps behind him.