The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Upon hearing the system’s alert, Ning Chen froze, caught off guard.

The “Full Sect Surveillance” was an innate function that came with the faction system.

Those bearing the sect’s mark wouldn’t trigger the alarm.

Passersby wouldn’t either.

Only high-level cultivators, whose trajectory indicated they were heading straight for the Qinglian Sect, would set it off.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Ning Chen couldn’t think of any outsiders who would arrive at this time.

His hand, which had been teasing Ji Qianyue’s smooth thighs, paused as he mentally commanded, “System, transmit the live feed.”

A glowing screen materialized before him, revealing a dazzling airship soaring swiftly through the sea of clouds.

A… celestial vessel?

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, the art of crafting celestial ships had long been lost in the Southern Domain.

Otherwise, back when the Qinglian Sect traveled to the spatial rift, they wouldn’t have been forced to use teleportation arrays like a bunch of peasants—utterly lacking in prestige.

So, the only possibility was outsiders. And since they were within the Great Xia’s borders, their identity was obvious.

Snapping back to reality, Ning Chen patted the incredibly smooth thigh before him and asked, “When your Ji Clan came to the Southern Domain, did you travel by celestial ship?”

Ji Qianyue had been sitting there, her sheer stockings stretched taut as she was pressed against him. Startled by the sudden interruption, she snapped back to attention and nodded obediently. “Yes, Master.”

“Interesting.” Ning Chen’s lips curled into a smirk.

He had thought he’d have to wait three months, but they arrived much sooner than expected.

“Seems your companions aren’t too trusting.”

After a brief sigh, he chuckled in amusement.

Since there were still fifteen minutes left, he wasn’t in a hurry.

He believed in finishing what he started. His gaze swept over the room before he picked up the only [10.0] plaque.

“This round, you take first place.”

Ning Chen announced the final results.

Punishments aside, he was fair and just in major matters.

Among the mature women, Ji Qianyue’s legs were unmatched.

The remaining two spots went to Li Yiya from the young maiden group and Duanmu Yao from the petite group.

Each was rewarded with two days of dual cultivation time.

Duanmu Yao, who could indulge anytime, was merely pleasantly surprised.

But Li Yiya? She was different. Normally, she could only play the role of an immobile peach, with few chances to move freely, so she fought tooth and nail for every opportunity.

As for Ji Qianyue? She trembled violently, excitement gushing out uncontrollably.

Because this reward allowed her to choose the method of cultivation!

After so many days—

She could finally, finally quench her longing for the secret depths of the Tide Abyss!

Ji Qianyue was like a smoker pushed to the brink of withdrawal, desperate for just one deep drag.

And in fact, she did exactly that.

“Master, may I… may I—”

The Primordial Cauldron swayed atop the Heavenly Peak as if trying to shake the very mountains apart.

Seeing this, Ning Chen didn’t stop her. She had earned this reward fair and square—she deserved it.

“Mm.” He nodded in approval.

“Thank you, Master!” Ji Qianyue’s face lit up with ecstasy.

Without hesitation—

Rip!

The delicate stockings were torn open in the center.

With the last barrier gone, Ji Qianyue’s once-proud body slammed down—

Like a prank chair giving way beneath its occupant.

Squelch!

Waves surged forth!

“Ah~”

Instantly, the tension in Ji Qianyue’s brow melted away.

This was it!

The feeling of her soul floating on clouds!

The ecstasy she had craved, dreamed of, and could never get enough of!

Once, Ji Qianyue had valued family honor and pride above all else.

Now? She had been molded into a dog’s shape.

Even in front of so many people, she only cared about her own pleasure.

Ning Chen allowed her to indulge, then waved at the other women.

“Liu Ruyan, Ji Yunjin—stay. The rest of you, leave.”

The crowd of beauties bowed and prepared to exit, but Ning Chen suddenly remembered something and added, “Ah, right. Ji Zhqing and Li Yiya, you two stay as well.”

Originally, Ning Chen had planned to enjoy a grand feast of silk-stocking delights after the competition.

But now? That wasn’t happening.

Because his new takeout had arrived.

A glint of amusement flashed in his eyes as he smirked.

“The Ji Clan is here. Right outside the sect.”

The moment these words fell, everyone except the lost-in-pleasure Ji Qianyue stiffened in shock.

None of them doubted the man’s methods.

Ji Yunjin reacted the most violently. “Is it Eldest Sister? But we agreed on three months!”

“Seems she didn’t trust you, little sister.” Ning Chen replied casually.

And as it turned out, she was right.

After all, the sweet, legal, and voluptuous little sister had already been reshaped into his form.

Ji Yunjin lowered her head in shame.

She had betrayed her sister’s trust, falling into eternal damnation.

Wait—no.

Her sister never trusted her in the first place. Otherwise, why would she come before the agreed time?

As for eternal damnation? More like a radiant future!

Her talents had been reborn, her potential elevated in every way.

This wasn’t ruin—it was salvation!

……

Liu Ruyan frowned. “A’Chen, what’s your plan?”

As the sect’s public leader, she naturally knew the strength of the Ji Clan’s envoys.

If it really was Ji Yunshu, she would undoubtedly be escorted by a Purple Mansion Realm guardian.

Not an easy opponent.

“I’m going to do them, of course.” Ning Chen answered without hesitation.

His gaze flicked to Li Yiya, then to the unsettled Ji Yunjin, before finally landing on Ji Zhqing.

Cutting straight to the point, he demanded, “How much of my Nectar of Immortality do you have left? The truth!”

The stern tone startled the green-haired beauty, who dared not lie. “About seven ge.” (Ten ge make one sheng.)

“Good.” Ning Chen nodded.

Then, he lifted Ji Qianyue’s flushed face with a finger, his voice dripping with temptation.

“Do you want more?”

“Ah~ Yes~”

The woman arched her snow-white neck, tongue lolling as she panted with desire.

The more her cravings were satisfied, the further her rationality fled. She answered without hesitation.

“I have a mission for you. Complete it, and you’ll be rewarded.”

Ji Qianyue’s misty eyes blinked. “What reward?”

“From now on, for every five times you reach the peak the usual way, you’ll get one at the Water Curtain Cave.”

“Deal~”

The moment she agreed, Ning Chen pushed her aside and stood.

In a flash, he strode to Ji Yunjin, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and—ignoring her startled cry—used her like a Fiji monument.

He still needed a bit more to reach a full sheng. He had to work fast.

……