The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 174

Chapter 174

Demon-Sealing Tower, 108th Floor.

“Elder Yun, have you finished refining it? How do you feel?”

“Hiss—! Truly divine! It even healed my Dao injuries in an instant! My comprehension seems to have deepened as well—previously obscure parts of my secret techniques suddenly make sense now! Even the bottleneck I’ve been stuck at for over two hundred years has loosened slightly!”

“Good. If it’s not enough, there’s more here.”

“But if I drink it all, what will you have? Shouldn’t such a treasure be reserved for the Young Mistress?”

“Don’t worry. The Green Lotus Sect has far more than this, and it can be continuously replenished. The Young Mistress has her share too—there’s plenty!”

“Then… very well. I won’t refuse your kindness.”

At first, the two maintained some semblance of courtesy.

But soon, Ji Yun was drinking one cup after another.

Every time she felt too full, she would cultivate, refining the energy before drinking again.

Though her cultivation was still suppressed at the Divine Transformation realm, her speed in refining the Nectar of the Gods far surpassed that of an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator.

Before long, the entire large crystal cup was empty.

Ji Yun couldn’t bear to waste even a drop, but to maintain her dignity, she didn’t resort to licking the bowl. Instead, she kept diluting it with water.

Until the entire cup was clear, with not a trace of cloudiness left.

After refining the last bit, a dazzling light burst from Ji Yun’s eyes.

Even though her cultivation remained suppressed, she could feel that her bottleneck had thinned to the point of transparency.

If she left the Southern Domain now, she could break through immediately!

Not only that—what excited Ji Yun the most was the mutation in her bloodline.

Compared to her previous Ji Clan physique, this new constitution was on an entirely different level.

Even after fully digesting the “soup,” her cultivation speed felt divinely assisted, incomparable to the past.

And the information flooding her mind told her that even her divine abilities had been greatly enhanced.

All of this… just from drinking something?

Was this soup made from immortal chickens beyond the heavens?

The effects couldn’t simply be described as miraculous elixirs. Now, the eighth-grade pills she usually consumed felt like tasteless candy in comparison.

Even eating ten thousand pounds of them wouldn’t match a single bowl of this.

After savoring the sensation for a long while, Ji Yun’s resolve hardened.

“We must bring this treasure—and these techniques—back to the family!”

Beyond her own cultivation, Ji Yun’s second thought was for the Ji Clan.

If they could fully control these resources, ascending to the ranks of top-tier families would only be a matter of time. In the distant future, they might even challenge the lofty sacred lands themselves.

If not for her duty overseeing the Hundred Dynasties War, Ji Yun would have left immediately to avoid complications.

Beside her, Ji Qianyue didn’t echo her enthusiasm. Instead, she softly reminded,

“Elder Yun, these belong to the Green Lotus Sect. The origin of that ‘immortal brew’ isn’t something that can be easily replicated.”

“So what?” Ji Yun’s expression turned cold, her eyes filled with determination. “A minor sect in the Southern Domain doesn’t deserve such an opportunity.”

“Leaving them alive only increases the risk of exposure.”

“Secrets like these are safest in the hands of our Ji Clan.” She spoke as if it were the most natural conclusion.

If the Ji Clan had discovered it, others could too.

“Annihilate the entire sect?” Ji Qianyue hesitated. “Elder Yun, isn’t that… too cruel?”

Ji Yun remained unmoved. “Hmph. The strong prey on the weak—that is the law of heaven!”

“They have only themselves to blame for being too weak.”

……

Yet, just as Ji Yun finished speaking, before Ji Qianyue could respond, a deep, magnetic voice echoed from the corridor’s corner.

“‘The strong prey on the weak’—yes, very well said.”

“Then, if I’m stronger than you… does that mean I can play with you as I please?”

Ji Yun stiffened at the sight of the man before her, then quickly frowned. “Who are you? How did you get in here?”

Wasn’t the Green Lotus Sect an all-female sect?

Ning Chen smirked, spreading his hands. “Names aren’t important. You just need to know this is my domain—and every woman who steps foot here is ready to submit.”

His tone was casual, his words vulgar.

But paired with that flawlessly handsome face and roguish charm, it didn’t come off as lewd—just irresistibly magnetic.

His narrow eyes shamelessly roamed over the voluptuous beauty before him.

[Ji Yun].[Identity: Elder of the first-rate Ji Clan, Guardian.].[Age: 3,214].[Cultivation: Purple Mansion Realm, 5th Layer (Peak. Can break through immediately upon leaving the realm’s restrictions.)].[Talent: Concentrated Focus (Purple Quality. Her extreme focus grants her 1-2x higher cultivation efficiency compared to peers of the same aptitude.)].[Physique 1: Ning Clan Dao Body—Subtype (Red Quality. A subordinate branch of the main lineage. Subconsciously maintains absolute loyalty to the main bloodline and will never betray for any reason. However, this does not alter the original personality or thoughts of the awakened. Grants random red-quality divine abilities.)].[Divine Ability 1: Heaven-Imprisoning Soul-Annihilating Palm (Red Quality, Innate.)].[Divine Ability 2: Size Manipulation (Purple Quality, Innate. Can freely alter the size of any body part.)].[Beauty Score: 96].

Tsk.

Ning Chen raised a brow.

Upon closer inspection, she was quite striking.

Her phoenix eyes were sharp, the upturned corners faintly lined with the marks of time.

Unlike youthful or seductive faces, Ji Yun’s features were more sculpted, her cheeks not overly fleshy.

Her mature, dignified beauty carried the aura of a ruler.

For a 3,000-year-old woman—past the halfway point of a Purple Mansion cultivator’s lifespan—her looks were remarkably well-preserved.

Now, her body—G-cups. A mere肚兜 couldn’t properly support them. Given her age, they sagged slightly more than a younger cultivator’s would, but their sheer volume kept them from looking deflated. Instead, the weight pressed the lower curves forward while the upper halves maintained a smooth, teardrop shape—making them even more enticing.

As for below—wide hips, a narrow waist, thick thighs. A perfect gourd-shaped figure.

Ning Chen could only sum it up in one sentence:

An old A8 is still an A8.

Time to get to work.

Under the man’s gaze, Ji Yun felt as if she were already stripped bare, her every detail laid out for appraisal.

That evaluating look made her feel like some priced commodity.

“How dare you look at this venerable one with such insolence!” Her expression darkened.

Where did this ant come from, daring to leer at a Purple Mansion cultivator?

Such audacity!

Her terrifying aura surged.

No matter who he was, she would make an example of him first—then slaughter the entire Green Lotus Sect.

Let these insects learn what it means to offend the strong!

But before Ji Yun could act, Ning Chen spoke first.

His tone was calm, yet brooked no argument.

“You—take off your clothes.”

What? 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Ji Yun was stunned by his audacity.

But what shocked her even more was that her hands actually began obeying, loosening her robes!

“How?!”

She tried to stop herself, but no matter how hard she struggled—even as her body trembled—she couldn’t regain control.

She could only watch helplessly as her garments slipped away, piece by piece.

Ji Yun couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

What’s wrong with me?

Was I cursed?

But this man had done nothing besides speak since entering!

Rustle, rustle.

Her outer robe fell away, leaving only a white inner garment.

“No… stop!” Panic crept into her voice.

If she were fully exposed before a strange man, her dignity would be ruined!