The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 94

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Chapter 94

Ten days later.

The imperial court announced that the Heavenly Sword Sect had been removed from the Great Xia’s Twelve Major Sects.

The Qinglian Sect now stood as the second-ranked power, shaking the entire realm.

Countless female cultivators flocked to join.

A year later, all seven of the Attendant Immortals reached the Nascent Soul stage, becoming the sect’s backbone as newly appointed outer sect elders.

Moreover, to enhance disciples’ overall strength and prevent casualties like those in the spatial rift incident, the Qinglian Sect established new regulations.

The once-forbidden Demon-Sealing Tower was now a trial sacred ground.

The sect would hold a grand competition every six months.

The top ten outer sect disciples would receive rewards, including the Qinglian Pure Yang Pill and subsequent secret techniques.

As for the inner sect’s top ten, the rewards were even greater—

The top three would earn entry into the Demon-Sealing Tower for training.

Third place: four hours.

Second place: eight hours.

First place: twelve hours.

Slots would be allocated based on rankings.

However, the same individual could not qualify twice within a year.

Even if someone consecutively ranked in the top three, they couldn’t re-enter the tower after just six months—they had to wait a full year.

In such cases, the slot would pass to the next eligible disciple.

Other rewards remained unchanged.

This decree sent shockwaves through the sect.

Veteran female disciples buzzed with anticipation.

The legendary forbidden ground, rumored to elevate cultivation by leaps and bounds—

Would they finally glimpse its mysteries?

……

The Warmth of Spring, the Scorching Summer

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

On the Qinglian Sect’s martial arts arena, a sword-wielding female cultivator collapsed in unwilling defeat, leaving only a smirking, deep-blue-haired girl standing effortlessly.

Her relaxed posture and unscathed body made the vast gap between them painfully obvious.

“The champion of this year’s Inner Sect Grand Competition—Li Yiya!”

With the announcement from a newly appointed female deacon, the first grand competition since the sect’s reformation concluded successfully.

After receiving their rewards, the top three—Li Yiya included—were escorted by specialized personnel to the Sect Master’s hall.

Facing Liu Ruyan seated loftily upon the main throne, the three bowed in unison.

“Disciples Li Yiya (Lin Chun) (He Xiaoxiao) pay our respects to the Sect Master!”

Liu Ruyan raised a hand lightly. “Rise. You’ve distinguished yourselves well. Each of you represents the future pillars of the Qinglian Sect.”

After delivering the obligatory formalities, she finally addressed their most anticipated topic.

“Relax. The trial in the Demon-Sealing Tower is perfectly safe.”

“However, I have one condition.”

“You must swear a Heavenly Oath—not a single detail of your experience leaves your lips.”

A Heavenly Oath?

Lin Chun and He Xiaoxiao, ranked second and third, hesitated—but Li Yiya had already eagerly raised her hand and sworn without hesitation.

Excitement burned in her eyes.

Ever since joining the sect, she had secretly investigated for days but found no trace of the mysterious white spiritual liquid.

Disappointed, she had resigned herself to patience—until she received the highly coveted Qinglian Pure Yang Pill.

To her shock, the pill’s core energy bore an uncanny resemblance to that white liquid—just vastly diluted. Yet even so, it far surpassed even the finest spirit beast essence.

Observing further, Li Yiya noticed that Elder Ji of the Alchemy Pavilion and Senior Duanmu (who had possessed the white liquid) shared one trait: they frequented the Demon-Sealing Tower.

This made her suspect the divine substance’s true origin.

Unfortunately, only elders and direct disciples could enter the tower freely.

As a Blood Fiend, Li Yiya lived under semi-surveillance. Attempting to sneak in would earn her immediate “purification.”

Her original plan had been to endure with the Qinglian Pure Yang Pills, cultivate diligently, earn trust, and eventually vie for a direct disciple position.

But the sect’s sudden reformation had opened a shortcut.

Though only eighteen years old, she had already reached the fifth layer of the Golden Core stage. As a Blood Fiend, her natural combat prowess surpassed ordinary cultivators of the same level. Combined with her dual cultivation in spells, victory came easily.

Li Yiya had grown to love this life.

Top-tier techniques. Abundant resources.

No longer did she face the grotesque visages of male Blood Fiends.

Humans were far more pleasing to the eye!

Here, she believed she could one day restore the Blood Fiend lineage to its peak.

Her decision to surrender and cling to survival had been right.

The Blood Fiends’ isolationist pride had doomed them to decline—their fate inevitable.

But she, Li Yiya, would ride the tide and seize every opportunity!

Though her father and kin were dead, she was certain they would bless her from beyond.

The ever-filial Blood Fiend girl thought smugly.

Seeing Li Yiya take the lead, the other two hesitated before finally swearing their oaths.

Liu Ruyan nodded slightly and waved dismissively.

“Li Yiya stays. The two of you may leave. You’ll be notified when your trial slots arrive tomorrow.”

“Yes, Sect Master.”

The two bowed again and departed, leaving only the sect master and the Blood Fiend in the hall.

The atmosphere turned icy.

“I never wanted you in this sect.”

Liu Ruyan’s opening words carried crushing pressure.

An invisible chill gripped Li Yiya’s heart.

Her blood-concealing technique faltered, revealing her pale, fiendish form.

Every drop of her essence blood seemed to freeze.

Teeth chattering, Li Yiya forced herself to speak despite the discomfort.

“S-Sect Master, this disciple has cultivated diligently since joining! I’ve never harmed anyone!”

“I know.” Liu Ruyan’s voice remained frosty. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t be standing here.”

“But a Heavenly Oath isn’t enough.”

“A non-human will always harbor alien loyalties.”

A faint, deadly intent seeped into the air.

Li Yiya’s already-pale skin turned ghostly white.

Instincts screaming, she dropped to her knees with a thud.

“Sect Master! I—I willingly submit! Make me your slave! I’ll obey any order!”

“No Need.”

Liu Ruyan shook her head, her gaze piercing the trembling little Blood Fiend.

“You only need to swear allegiance… to him.”

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