The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Good news, it did rise.

Bad news—it wasn’t enshrined, but hung up.

[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully copied the talent: Heavenly Gift of Artistry.].[Heavenly Gift of Artistry (Purple Grade, grants an additional 1,000 EXP per day.)].[Ding! This talent has now been integrated into the Supreme Solar Dao Body.].

Alright, the first draw was a success.

A standard purple-grade talent—Ning Chen barely glanced at it before losing interest.

Even after being watered once, the barren land still worked hard to till itself into fertile soil, putting in immense effort.

Meanwhile, Ji Qianyue, who had initially endured all kinds of humiliation, was now limp and pliant, drenched in fragrant sweat. Forget gritting her teeth to hold on—she didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.

Her delicate, oval face was flushed deep red, as if blood might drip from it at any moment.

The clarity in her eyes had long since vanished.

Her lips parted wide, her breathing short and rapid. To cool down, she even stuck out half her tongue like a dog, trying to increase contact with the cold air.

Damp strands of hair clung to her forehead, covering those disdainful eyes and blocking her view of Ji Yunjing’s image on the wall.

Her pride? Shattered into pieces.

Her thoughts? Utterly scrambled.

Ji Qianyue had never imagined things would end up like this. The stimulation she was experiencing now surpassed even the combined torment of all her previous punishments—her very soul felt crushed to fragments.

And how many times had she already… squirted during this process?

Apologies, pleas, sobs—nothing could stop the machine once it was in motion.

It was like grinding garlic into paste and adding oil—absolute chaos!

The ancient path, untouched for three hundred years, had been trampled over and over by carriages and horses, leaving it in complete disarray. Now, every pass sent mud splattering everywhere.

Stay silent?

Why?

Protect the Third Young Miss?

Who even is the Third Young Miss?

Ji Qianyue’s muddled brain had long forgotten her original purpose.

Even though she was a Void Refinement cultivator at her core, with an indomitable will, the tenfold sensory assault forced her into humiliating defeat.

On top of that, Ning Chen deliberately took the wrong path, disrupting the balance of Yin and Yang.

As a result, the aphrodisiac toxins in Ji Qianyue’s body kept accumulating with no outlet, turning into an inextinguishable inferno.

If this level of toxicity had been inflicted on someone like Chu Ning, the Fire Spirit, she’d probably have literally self-combusted in minutes.

But still—

Squelch! Squelch!

For Ji Qianyue, floating in the clouds wasn’t just about pleasure—it came with equal suffering.

Because no matter how she was attacked, it never quite hit the spot.

This feeling came from the Tide Secret Realm.

The secret realm had collapsed under pressure, but it had never been properly dredged by divine iron, nor had it ever been truly opened up.

The emptiness was unbearable.

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[Ding! The Wood Spirit’s seal has been successfully unlocked.].[Due to absorbing an excessive amount of the Host’s Divine Nectar during awakening, the Wood Spirit’s energy surged violently, causing Ji Yunjing’s lifeform to transform into the Divine Tree Jianmu, inheriting its traits. Please check the details.].

Huh?

Ning Chen froze mid-action.

Excessive? Just how much had she absorbed?

Sure, he had given her a lot, but turning her into a plant was downright ridiculous!

“System, did Ji Yunjing just become a vegetable?” Ning Chen instinctively asked in his mind.

He wasn’t thinking of a comatose patient, he meant literally a plant.

[Not exactly. If before, Ji Yunjing was a human with Jianmu bloodline, now she is a sentient Jianmu with partial human bloodline.].

The system’s answer was even more mind-blowing.

What the fuck?!

Ning Chen was genuinely shocked.

He’d fucked someone into a tree?!

“Since when was I, this overpowered?” Ning Chen muttered to himself.

“So if I’d done the same with Tantai Yu’ruo and Chu Ning back then, would one have turned into water and the other into fire?”

[The quality of the Host’s Divine Nectar improves in tandem with fused abilities. It remains an omnipotent divine medicine—whatever the recipient needs most at the time, they will become. It has already surpassed the scope of divine or immortal-grade treasures.].[However, the same cannot be said for water and fire.].[The Extreme Yin Body and Nether Furnace Devouring did not originally have a bloodline vessel.].[Jianmu, as an innate divine plant, already possessed sentience, it simply couldn’t take human form due to its high grade. Ji Yunjing’s Jianmu Eternal Body already carried Jianmu bloodline. Under the influence of the energy-absorbing and feedback loop of the formation, the purity of this bloodline kept increasing. Once it surpassed her human bloodline, she could no longer be considered human.].

This time, the system’s explanation was thorough.

So that’s how it is. Ning Chen reluctantly accepted it, though his shock remained.

Instinctively, he wanted to check on her, rising slightly and withdrawing halfway.

…

The pressure on the snowy peaks lessened, allowing Ji Qianyue to struggle free from the receding waves.

Her body inched forward like a caterpillar, carefully retreating.

The Gut-Wrenching Ancient Path was already filled to the brim, she’d long had her fill. What was empty now was the Serene Hidden Path.

Ji Qianyue wanted a change.

But her current position made it hard to exert force, and her body was still weak. Unexpectedly, she ended up in a tug-of-war with the divine tool still inside her, creating a somewhat comical scene.

Fortunately, the Vortex Ice Bloom’s suction also depended on the wielder’s condition, Ji Qianyue finally succeeded.

Pop!

A stream of clear liquid trickled out.

But this was only a small portion, most remained suppressed deep within.

Having absorbed too much energy, the origin point of the spacetime vortex had expanded significantly, unable to return to its original state for a long time. Through it, one could see a pink spiral, bottomless.

Now completely free, Ji Qianyue felt an inexplicable emptiness, desperate to fill it with something.

And so she did.

The human caterpillar wriggled again—this time, backward.

Since the Tide Secret Realm was directly below, Ji Qianyue had to arch her hips to the extreme, tentatively probing.

But the Soul-Devouring Spear was suspended midair, connected at only one point, swaying unstably and hard to control—it kept slipping away effortlessly.

Even when aligned, the nut, slick with too much lubricant, would spin loose, causing her to miss the mark.

This left Ji Qianyue, desperate to soothe her raging secret realm—drenched in sweat.

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