The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 96

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Chapter 96

Ning Chen spoke abruptly, “Do you know why you’re here?”

“I do… and yet I don’t.” Li Yiya nodded, then shook her head. Most of her understanding was just speculation.

After all, the Sect Master hadn’t explained the details.

Facing what might be a supreme powerhouse, she didn’t dare hide anything.

“Then just do as I say.”

Li Yiya hurriedly agreed, “Yes!”

Ning Chen sat imposingly on the edge of the bed, his fingers tapping the wooden frame with a rhythmic thud-thud.

“Take off your clothes first.”

His tone was matter-of-fact.

He needed to inspect the structure—what if things were different inside?

“Ah?” Li Yiya instinctively shielded herself.

Even female Blood Demons had their modesty.

Especially after all these years, while others of her kind had secretly mingled with male Blood Demons, she had remained chaste.

Her naturally alluring yet youthful face flickered with hesitation. “C-Can we not do this?”

If it really came to that with this senior, she wouldn’t resist.

But after guarding her purity for so long, she couldn’t help feeling reluctant to part with it.

“Sure.” Ning Chen nodded.

Li Yiya exhaled in relief, about to bow in thanks—

Then his cold, indifferent voice cut in, “Then you can leave now.”

“What?”

Ning Chen scoffed. “You really think you’re some prized dish? Liu Ruyan begged me to do this favor for you all. If you don’t want it, plenty of other disciples would kill for this chance.”

He waved dismissively. “Get out.”

Li Yiya jolted in alarm.

Her mind cleared instantly.

How could I forget? She was no longer the exalted Blood Demon princess.

Right now, she was practically no different from a prisoner.

And… Liu Ruyan—wasn’t that the Sect Master’s real name?!

This man not only said it outright but treated it with such casual disregard.

His status must be above the Sect Master’s!

Could he be… the Qinglian Sect’s Ancestral Founder?!

Wait—was the ‘master’ the Sect Master wanted me to acknowledge… him?!

Her thoughts raced, but it all happened in a flash.

Thud!

Being a highly pragmatic Blood Demon, Li Yiya dropped to her knees again.

But the floor tiles—polished daily by the Seven Attendants who served Ning Chen—were too smooth.

Combined with her overzealous force, she slid into a kneeling position, gliding right up to Ning Chen.

And since he was sitting on the bed, legs arrogantly spread—

The resulting pose was… awkward.

Li Yiya’s face was now a hair’s breadth from Ning Chen’s Soul-Devouring Spear, separated only by a thin layer of fabric.

“Uh…”

Ning Chen’s eyelid twitched.

This… wasn’t the best scenario for negotiation.

The closer she got to the “sacred relic,” the more clearly Li Yiya could smell the intoxicating energy clinging to it—and the pure essence hidden deep within its source.

Her breathing grew ragged, her vision hazy with desire.

So… delicious!

She swallowed hard but clung to the last shreds of reason, lifting her head with pleading eyes.

“Se-Senior! I was ignorant before! I—Li Yiya of the Blood Demons—swear my soul to you! I’ll serve you for eternity, obey without question, and never betray you!!!”

Ning Chen raised a brow at her sudden decisiveness but didn’t immediately agree.

Did Liu Ruyan put her up to this?

He wouldn’t put it past her.

“Finish the task first,” he said, flipping his robe aside.

Plop!

Li Yiya’s nose took a direct hit, but she ignored it, pressing her entire face forward instead.

She eagerly opened her mouth—

CHOMP!

[Warning! Your precious asset has suffered a critical bite!][1143 EXP deducted for damage mitigation.]

Holy shit!

Ning Chen shuddered violently and yanked her away.

Only after confirming his Soul-Devouring Spear was intact did he exhale in relief.

Fuck! That was ten times worse than Yu Hua’s killing intent attack!

“Who told you to use teeth?!” Ning Chen rarely lost his composure, but this—

If not for his EXP-based damage nullification, that bite might’ve severed it!

Sure, limbs could regenerate by midnight, but it wouldn’t be the original equipment!

His face darkened.

“S-Sorry, Senior! I got carried away!”

Li Yiya kowtowed frantically in apology.

The residual energy had overwhelmed her—she’d instinctively bitten down for more.

And…

She tentatively licked her sharp fangs.

…Ow. That hurt my teeth.

——

“Last chance. Fail again, and you’re out,” Ning Chen said coldly.

“Y-Yes! I’ll make sure you’re satisfied, Senior!”

Li Yiya repositioned herself, hands cupped reverently.

This time, she carefully cushioned her teeth with soft tissue, avoiding direct contact.

Her tongue tentatively probed the intruder, like a snake testing unfamiliar terrain.

Her large, ruby-red eyes peered up at the godlike man, silently asking for approval.

Ning Chen nodded.

He also provided hands-on guidance.

“Don’t hold back. Go deeper.”

“Yeff, Fenior… I—I can’f fit anymoh!” she mumbled, words slurred but refusing to pull away, like a greedy kitten.

Ning Chen smirked. “You can. This road stretches far beyond what you see.”

——

[Ding! Host has successfully replicated constitution: Netherblood Sea Body.][Netherblood Sea Body (Red Grade. Grants +100,000 EXP/day.)][Constitution has merged with Supreme Double Yang Divine Body.]

As the system announced, Ning Chen also bestowed his gift, then casually pushed her aside.

Reading the prompt, he was mildly surprised.

Straight to Red Grade?

Luck was on his side today.

Netherblood Sea Body—a cloning and survival mechanism?

He felt underwhelmed.

For anyone else, this would be a lifesaving trump card.

But he didn’t need it.

If he ever had to rely on this to survive after seclusion, he might as well quit cultivating altogether—what a joke!

To Ning Chen, the Netherblood Sea Body was just another EXP farm, nothing more.

Cough! Cough!

Li Yiya clutched her throat, wheezing on the floor.

Her entire esophagus felt scorched.

She hadn’t even tasted anything—just a flood of warmth surging into her stomach.

Ning Chen glanced over. “Circulate your spiritual energy. Don’t waste it—you’ve got one day.”

Li Yiya obeyed despite the discomfort.

Instantly, the warmth transformed into pure energy, scouring her meridians and revitalizing her spirit.

Only then did she realize—the Senior had already granted his blessing!

She focused, channeling the energy into refining her essence blood.

The speed and potency dwarfed anything she’d experienced from diluted versions before.

As her essence blood grew purer and denser—

A vision flashed in her mind:

A phantom figure wielding twin swords, standing defiant against celestial invaders.

He hovered above a crimson sea of blood.

As world-ending attacks rained down, he hmphed, and the blood sea churned.

Countless droplets scattered, each morphing into identical copies of him.

Every clone raised their blades in unison.

Then a voice, icy yet domineering, shook the heavens:

“As long as the blood sea remains, our souls shall never perish!!!”

Li Yiya’s heart quaked.

This was Bloodline Ancestral Awakening!!!

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