The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? Chapter 67

Chapter 67

This sense of familiarity was vague, like eting soone after a long separation but forgetting their na when you open your mouth to speak. mories of the past had all but dissipated, leaving only a faint notion that they might have known each other. But was that even possible? She had lived for countless years, while the other party seed to be just a young man in his late teens. (The Supre Yang Saint Body allowed Ning Chen to remain perpetually eighteen.)

Shaking her head, Aunt Qing dismissed the fleeting thought. It must be the result of her vast and chaotic mories causing confusion. Setting it aside for now, she focused on observing the changes in the Yimu Qing Emperor Cauldron. In just a short span of ten minutes, the repairs had far surpassed previous efforts, bringing the overall progress to nearly ten percent. This was no small feat. The feedback to her dantian alone was enough to elevate her cultivation aptitude to the forefront of this world’s cultivators.

As Aunt Qing carefully sensed the changes, she was surprised to find that the speed of improvent was strikingly similar to the effects of the divine dicine Xiao Qin had taken a few days ago. The only difference was that this was on a much larger scale and had a more potent aftereffect. An absurd thought crossed her mind—could it be that what Xiao Qin had consud was this very thing?!!

She then recalled how the Qinglian Sect’s leader and elder had been so obedient to the young man before her. If his yang energy had always been of such divine quality, it wasn’t hard to understand why the sect had risen so rapidly. Could this be the truth?

…

On Yu Hua’s side, she had fully absorbed all the yang energy and committed the newly deduced secret technique to mory. Hearing the sounds of battle from behind her, where she couldn’t see, Yu Hua’s emotions beca complicated. Although she wasn’t the one suffering, she felt a mix of relief and inexplicable disappointnt. He had chosen to continue with Junior Sister Zhou instead of seeking her out. Was there sothing about her that fell short compared to Junior Sister Zhou?

Junior Sister Zhou must have also felt the effects of that thing inside her, right? No wonder her voice sounded so… euphoric. Having experienced it herself, Yu Hua knew that after the initial discomfort, it would all beco…

Stop!

Yu Hua forced herself to cool down. What was she thinking? Envy? Jealousy? No! How could she stoop to such vulgar thoughts? To yield to such desires? Never!

…

Zhou Qin oscillated between consciousness and unconsciousness. Soon, another quarter of an hour passed.

[Congratulations, host, for successfully replicating the talent: Indomitable Spirit.].

[Indomitable Spirit (Blue Quality, grants an additional 100 experience points per day).].

The luck this ti was slightly worse than before, but Ning Chen wasn’t concerned about that. “Huh? It’s gone again? A bottomless pit? How can it absorb so much?” Ning Chen couldn’t help but mutter softly. His competitive spirit was roused. He wanted to see how her limits compared to the Supre Yang Saint Body.

Ning Chen decided to treat her with the sa intensity he had used on Duanmu Yao, the little dragoness, unleashing seventy percent of his power. The walls seed to connect endlessly, and the cherry branches blossod in a uniquely vibrant red. This ti, Ning Chen didn’t dawdle. Every ti his anger peaked, he released his ultimate move without pause.

But Zhou Qin’s constitution wasn’t as strong as he had imagined. She broke down completely, her mind going blank.

[Congratulations, host, for successfully replicating the constitution: Immortal Vein Body.].

[Due to optimization by the Supre Yang Saint Body’s bloodline, it has been upgraded to the Supre Immortal Vein Spirit Body.].

[Supre Immortal Vein Spirit Body (Red Quality, evolved from the Immortal Vein Body, contains the bloodline of an Immortal Emperor. The awakened will face no cultivation bottlenecks before becoming an Immortal Emperor. Grants an additional 100,000 experience points per day).].

Zhou Qin’s replication was complete. Had he hit the jackpot with a red quality? Not bad.

Ning Chen rely glanced at it before losing interest. Knowing he had acquired another valuable asset was enough. As for the blind box? With the Supre Yang Saint Body, he had never lost. He was ready for battle!

To facilitate his movents, Ning Chen freed himself from his restraints and returned to his most familiar domain—the soft bed.

Zhou Qin’s consciousness floated in a haze, feeling as if she were walking on clouds. This ti, the angle allowed Yu Hua to see everything clearly.

As for Aunt Qing inside the jade pendant, she couldn’t help but hum with joy. Thirty percent! Forty percent! Fifty percent! The repair speed was sothing she had never dared to imagine before. Her previous indignation at Ning Chen’s actions had completely vanished.

Watching Zhou Qin, who had started babbling incoherently, Aunt Qing silently apologized. “Sorry, Xiao Qin. This thing is just too good. Hold on a little longer. Since we’re all from the Qinglian Sect, it’s not like he’ll really harm you, right?”

…

“Nephew seems quite fond of this new disciple you’ve taken in,” Xu Qingyao, who had been observing from the shadows, remarked with a hint of envy. Such wild behavior—it had been a long ti since her nephew had shown her such passion.

“Hmph, the people I take in are naturally better than yours,” Liu Ruyan said, lifting her chin proudly, as if it were a matter of course.

“Indeed,” Xu Qingyao nodded in agreent, but then a playful smile crept onto her lips. “It’s just that the master is a bit lacking.”

Liu Ruyan: “…”

…

The ninth round of battle ended. The yang energy was rapidly draining again. How strange!

Ning Chen pondered this as he prepared to continue his relentless assault. But just then, a low, cold voice echoed through the cavern.

“Stop!”

Ning Chen halted his movents and instinctively turned to look. His eyes t the calm delicate face of the short-haired girl.

Curling his lips into a playful smile, Ning Chen asked, “Oh? Do you have sothing to say?”

Yu Hua took a deep breath, her cold eyes glaring with anger. “If you keep this up, she won’t be able to take it!”

“So what?” Ning Chen raised an eyebrow. “Are you planning to take her place?” His tone was exceedingly flippant.

Yu Hua’s expression stiffened, and a wave of even greater humiliation washed over her. “How dare you! Shut your mouth!” she instinctively retorted, using the commanding tone she had once wielded as a Great Ascension cultivator in her past life.

Hearing this, Ning Chen obediently fell silent, withdrawing from the cockpit and stepping down. He strode toward the girl.

“Wait, stop! What are you doing?” Yu Hua panicked. Faced with the man who had completely conquered her before, her previously strong deanor began to crack.

But Ning Chen showed no intention of stopping in front of her. Instead, he walked straight past her and disappeared from her view. Yu Hua’s body instinctively tensed, and she unconsciously arched her back.

Ning Chen reached out, using his long middle finger to hook upward from below.

“Mmm…”

The girl shuddered.

Ning Chen chuckled, his damp fingertip sliding up her spine, wiping clean. He bent down, leaning close to her ear.

In a low, almost secretive voice, he whispered, “You didn’t keep your mouth shut either, yet you have the nerve to tell to stop? What’s wrong? Did you interrupt because you’re hungry again? Want sothing to eat?”

“No! I was just worried about Junior Sister Zhou!” Yu Hua responded urgently, afraid that even a second’s delay would make her seem guilty.

“Is that so?”

Ning Chen reached out again.

“Ah!” The girl let out an electric gasp.

Ning Chen ticulously caressed the jade bean, his laughter light amidst her increasingly heavy breaths. “If that weren’t the case, why would this thing have sprouted from you?”

“No! I did it for my junior sister!”

“Oh?” Ning Chen began to add more techniques.

“Ah… I, I did it for my junior sister!”

“Oh?”

“For my junior sister…”

“Oh?”

Finally, Yu Hua’s face turned crimson, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum.

“Mmm… mmm, don’t… don’t do it from behind…”