The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? Chapter 16 - "This Life is Unbearable!"

Chapter 16: “This Life is Unbearable!”

Two more hours passed.

In the Sect Leader’s Hall, Liu Ruyan glanced at the woman standing below her. With her purple hair and a radiant, refreshed face, she clearly exuded the afterglow of indulgence. Liu Ruyan’s expression soured. She let out a cold laugh and jabbed, “Hah, you stayed long enough.”

Allowing Ah Ling two hours, she could tolerate. But four hours? That was too much!

Xu Qingyao, slightly bent at the waist, chuckled softly. “No matter how delicious a dish is, eating it constantly gets boring. It’s natural for my dear junior nephew to enjoy sothing new for longer.”

Liu Ruyan glared, her brows furrowing. “Such sweet-talking.”

“It’s because you kept this secret from for so long!” Xu Qingyao replied confidently. “As your only junior sister, it’s only fair that my dear nephew helps out a little.”

Her tone was unyielding. With her superior talent, she felt that if she had discovered this secret first, her cultivation wouldn’t have stagnated at the Nascent Soul stage!

“Enough,” Liu Ruyan cut her off, clearly disinterested in the bickering. “Now that you’ve broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, go back and consolidate your progress.”

The remark was entirely unnecessary. The cultivation level gained with the help of the Supre Yang Saint Physique was far more stable and solid than ordinary thods. Liu Ruyan simply didn’t want to see her junior sister’s smug, glowing face.

“Well then… Senior Sister, can I visit Junior Nephew tomorrow for another… exchange of insights?”

“Hah, absolutely not,” Liu Ruyan retorted, rolling her eyes and summoning back the sect leader’s token with a wave of her hand.

“Like Ah Ling, you’re limited to three visits a month. No consecutive days, and today already counts as one. You two can work out the schedule amongst yourselves.”

With that, Liu Ruyan set the rule. She had no intention of giving the other two won any chance to surpass her.

“Alright, alright. You’re the Sect Leader, after all.” Xu Qingyao sighed in reluctant agreent, turning to leave.

However, as she stepped out of the hall, her posture straightened, revealing the subtle swell of her midsection. Mischief glimred in her fox-like eyes.

She had anticipated her sister’s pettiness and ca prepared. She had taken her fill, quite literally.

With every three allotted visits essentially doubled, she felt like she’d made a huge gain. Carefully cradling her belly, she floated back to her residence, her figure swaying as she went.

***

Seasons passed, and a year slipped by in the blink of an eye.

For cultivators, a year was often just a handful of ditation sessions.

Deep within the Demon Suppression Prison, the most secure section echoed with a lively, albeit bickering, exchange.

“Master, aren’t you done yet? It’s my turn to get on.”

“Wait your turn. Why are you in such a rush?”

“But Master, you were clearly exhausted earlier. Maybe you should take a break over there and let —”

“Quiet, you insolent disciple! You don’t understand… this is my rhythm. Don’t ss it up!”

Inside the stone cavern, the won’s voices carried on in heated bursts.

The place was especially bustling because tomorrow marked the departure for the Grand Sect Competition in the capital of the Great Xia Empire. Liu Ruyan, Xu Qingyao, and Nangong Ling decided to squeeze in one last cultivation push before leaving.

The golden spiritual wood bed had long been replaced by a massive, reinforced version that comfortably accommodated all three won. Liu Ruyan, now at the Divine Transformation stage, had personally enhanced the formation around the bed for durability.

Ning Chen lay in Xu Qingyao’s soft embrace. His so-called “good master” Liu Ruyan was draped over him, while Nangong Ling pitifully occupied a side position, playing with his fingers.

“Here, Ah Chen, open your mouth,” a seductive voice whispered into his ear, her breath warm and fragrant.

chanically, Ning Chen obliged, taking the peeled grape offered between her delicate fingers.

Sigh. This life…

He spat out the seed and turned to take a sip of the goji milk Xu Qingyao handed him, then shifted his gaze toward the glowing virtual screen before him.

***

[Host: Ning Chen].

[Cultivation: Sealed (Foundation Establishnt, Level 1, 11/1000)].

[Closed-Door Cultivation Accumulation: 40,903,005 XP (Updated nightly at midnight)].

[Talent 1: Duplication].

[Talent 2: Unyielding Will (Blue Quality, 100 XP/Day)].

[Talent 3: Heartless Sword Intent (Purple Quality, 1000 XP/Day)].

[Physique 1: Supre Yang Saint Physique (Red Quality, 100,000 XP/Day)].

[Physique 2: Scarlet Sun Dragon Saliva Body (Purple Quality, 1000 XP/Day)].

[Divine Ability: Sun-Moon Divine Eyes (Gold Quality, 10,000 XP/Day)].

(Possessing unique talents, physiques, and divine abilities increases the daily XP cap during closed-door cultivation.)

(Current daily XP gain: 112,100)

(Note: Each ti the host exits seclusion, the system will enter a thousand-year slumber.)

***

Unknowingly, Ning Chen had accumulated over 40 million experience points.

Initially, he’d underestimated the exponential growth in experience needed for each stage. By his estimates, the 40 million points might take him to either the peak of the Golden Core stage or the early Nascent Soul stage.

Advancing two major realms and twenty minor stages in one year was undeniably an overpowered speed. Ning Chen felt satisfied with his progress.

Still, he wished he could copy more abilities or traits. If not, catching up to Liu Ruyan’s cultivation would still take at least a decade. She was also steadily improving thanks to him.

Over the past year, his life had completely fallen into the hands of these three won.

Initially, Xu Qingyao and Nangong Ling adhered to the three-visit-per-month rule, even scheduling rest days for recovery.

But after discovering Liu Ruyan’s frequent, uninterrupted visits, they realized the truth: his physique had restorative capabilities.

From that point, their restraint vanished.

They couldn’t increase the number of monthly visits, so they extended each session to two or three days, relentlessly pushing their limits.

Xu Qingyao even began neglecting her sect duties.

With no alternative, Liu Ruyan eventually relented, crafting special access tokens for the two won.

As long as their sect responsibilities weren’t compromised and suspicions weren’t aroused, they were free to visit at night.

From midnight to dawn beca Ning Chen’s “working hours.”

Since then, scenes of two or three won arriving together and vying for attention had beco a common occurrence.

Ning Chen didn’t know how they acted outside the cave, but inside, they were even more shaless than brothel courtesans.

Even the once-innocent Nangong Ling had *succumbed completely.

[*fail to resist pressure, temptation, or so other negative force.].

Sigh.