The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?

Chapter 92

Terrified cries erupted from the Yuan Tan Academy’s disciples behind their leader and grand elder. The two turned around, only to see a scene that made their eyes nearly burst with rage.

Every disciple’s legs were encased in ice, poised to shatter at any moment.

“How dare you?!”

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Liu Ruyan chuckled, utterly unafraid.

When you have the advantage, why not flaunt it? That’s just the kind of despicable woman she was!

Over a decade ago, during the grand competition, she had to avoid conflict with Tianyue Zhenren because she wasn’t strong enough. Now that she had the power to overturn the table and a reason to act, she would trample the Yuan Tan Academy’s pride into the ground. If she didn’t, her name wasn’t Liu Ruyan.

The Yuan Tan Academy’s two leaders, unwilling to be controlled, unleashed their auras, which shot into the sky.

“If you dare to act, we can also slaughter all your disciples!”

However, as soon as they spoke, a gentle, soothing voice interjected.

“Sorry, but you can’t.”

Ji Zhiqing stepped forward.

A small cauldron formed in her palm, while above the two Yuan Tan Academy leaders, a larger version of the cauldron appeared, suppressing their auras and forcibly keeping them at the first layer of Divine Transformation.

The fear in the crowd deepened even further.

The Qinglian Sect had a second Divine Transformation cultivator!!!

And her strength was so terrifying that she could suppress two high-level Divine Transformation cultivators single-handedly!

“That’s right!” Suddenly, many surviving disciples from other sects remembered. This giant cauldron apparition looked exactly like the one they had seen from afar! Though the cauldron that had suppressed and killed two Divine Transformation Blood Demons was much larger.

But the question was, how could they have reached the Divine Transformation stage?!!!

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The Yuan Tan Academy’s leader and grand elder were both shocked and furious, their backs drenched in cold sweat.

The Qinglian Sect, a relatively unknown emerging sect, why were they so strong? And how could they be so strong!

Finally, Crown Prince Duanmu Yan, who had been reorganizing the remnants of the army nearby, couldn’t stand it any longer and stepped forward.

He immediately turned to the two academy leaders and sternly rebuked them, “Enough! I was there, and I know the situation best. If it weren’t for the Qinglian Sect, everyone would have died. The Heavenly Sword Sect’s leader provoked them maliciously, and his death was well-deserved.”

“Since the only Divine Transformation cultivator has fallen, I will report this upon my return, and the Heavenly Sword Sect can be removed from the Twelve Great Sects.”

With just one sentence, Crown Prince Duanmu Yan’s bias was already blatantly obvious.

The two high-ranking officials from the Yuan Tan Academy were dumbfounded.

Your Highness, aren’t you supposed to be on our side? Why are you speaking in favor of the opposing faction?

They wanted to vent their anger but hesitated due to the Crown Prince’s status. With the eldest prince dead, it was almost certain that Duanmu Yan would ascend to the throne. The influence of a single sect paled in comparison to that of the entire dynasty. Therefore, they had no choice but to treat him with the respect befitting his position, not as an ordinary disciple.

Duanmu Yan could sense their dissatisfaction but didn’t care. The final battle had made him realize that the armored woman who saved him was none other than Qinglian Sect’s senior disciple, Nangong Ling. Hearing that she was his younger sister’s senior sister, he knew she had acted out of consideration for his sister. So, why wouldn’t he side with the one who saved him?

The royal family had no binding relationship with the sects. Finally, under Duanmu Yan’s righteous mediation, the conflict between the two sides was resolved. He, Duanmu Yan, was the epitome of clarity!

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However, everyone present knew that from this day forward, the power structure of the Great Xia Dynasty’s cultivation world would undergo a seismic shift!

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Qinglian Sect, Demon Locking Tower.

In the punishment chamber on the second-to-last floor.

After a bout of madness, Xu Qingyao lay sprawled on a heart-shaped red bed, her body covered in wax marks and whip scars. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing heavy, and her dazed eyes were like a pool of spring water, intoxicating to behold.

Ning Chen, looking down at the scene, shrugged helplessly. “You were the one who wanted to experience this, so don’t blame me.”

Xu Qingyao rolled over, her ample chest flattening and spreading to an astonishing extent—absolutely natural and unaltered. She narrowed her eyes, licking her lips with a seductive smile. “Of course not, it was really exciting! Master…”

These past few days, she had been having the time of her life! The two highest-ranking deacons had already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, so any matters could be handled by them. As for whether there were any complaints, that wasn’t her concern. Indeed, acting as the sect leader was her favorite thing to do.

Hearing her address him as “Master,” Ning Chen’s mouth twitched. Recalling how the harder he struck, the more she seemed to enjoy it, his lips couldn’t help but twitch again. “Now that it’s over, let’s drop the act.”

Now that they were out of the moment, it just felt increasingly awkward, almost giving him goosebumps.

Xu Qingyao, this woman—how should he put it? Her adaptability was too strong! There was nothing she wouldn’t try. Sometimes, it even made him feel awkward, like a inexperienced youngster.

He couldn’t help but feel that giving her the Dual Cultivation Saint Body was the right choice. It was all the best arrangement in the grand scheme of fate!

Just as he was lost in thought, Xu Qingyao suddenly let out a muffled groan, her seductive expression shifting to one of alarm as she clutched her stomach.

“Not good!” Her voice was strained.

“What’s wrong?” Ning Chen was puzzled. “I was whipping your butt earlier, so your butt should hurt, not your stomach.”

“No, no! I… I think I’m about to break through!”

After sensing the changes in her body, Xu Qingyao spoke up.

“Then just break through. Why are you telling me?” Ning Chen was utterly confused.

“But I… still need a bit of the nectar of the gods.”

Xu Qingyao’s voice grew softer and softer.

“What?” Ning Chen was stunned. Before he could react, the world seemed to spin around him.

He had been pinned down!

How long had it been since something like this happened?

This was sheer rebellion!

But before he could get up and counterattack, Xu Qingyao bent over and hit him with a deep-water bomb to the face.

The woman took the initiative to connect the USB, her voice soft and seductive as she whispered in his ear.

“Don’t move. Surely, you wouldn’t want me to suffer a Qi deviation, would you? Master~”

Ning Chen: “…”

Then why are you moving?

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