The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 27 - Devoting the Entire Sect’s Female Cultivators to Nourish Oneself!

Chapter 27: Devoting the Entire Sect’s Female Cultivators to Nourish Oneself!

Indeed, from the moment the Qinglian Sect transformed into a women-only sect, every reform was Ning Chen’s doing.

Although the slave seal on Liu Ruyan was still in its initial stage, with limited mental erosion, it was sufficient to issue subtle suggestions or make slightly difficult requests.

Understanding her ambition to elevate the Qinglian Sect, Ning Chen repeatedly, and seemingly unintentionally, guided her thoughts. Initially, driven by possessiveness, Liu Ruyan hesitated to agree, even if the ideas resonated. However, as time passed, and the suggestions accumulated, she weighed the pros and cons and eventually relented.

Especially with Nangong Ling serving as a successful precedent, Liu Ruyan finally decided to make a bold move—completely revamping the sect to admit only female cultivators.

Promising women with potential could undergo the same process as Nangong Ling, leveraging the power of the Supreme Chongyang Sacred Physique’s primal energy. Within just a few years, the sect’s losses could not only recover but even surpass its former glory.

As for the so-called new cultivation technique exclusive to women, it was merely a cover.

Ning Chen’s motives weren’t rooted in boredom with his three companions. Each of them was exceptional, and dual cultivation with them brought undeniable pleasure.

Their unique qualities and differences made every experience distinct. However, the value of Liu Ruyan, Xu Qingyao, and Nangong Ling had already reached its peak. Ning Chen had copied all he could from them, and even if he continued for another hundred years, his experience cap would remain unchanged.

Ning Chen was no longer satisfied with a mere daily gain of 110,000 experience points—he craved more.

Especially after learning from the system that ascension wasn’t the end and becoming an immortal didn’t equate to invincibility. He refused to dominate the cultivation world only to become an ordinary heavenly soldier exterminating monkeys after ascending.

He was still too weak. Only by replicating new traits and stacking experience caps could he accelerate his growth.

Holding Liu Ruyan’s slave seal, Ning Chen had the power to gradually turn the Qinglian Sect into his personal asset. The stronger the sect grew, the more talented female cultivators it would attract.

Using the entire sect’s “resources” to nourish himself, Ning Chen envisioned raising his daily experience cap to hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions—even billions!

By then, when he emerged from seclusion, he would undoubtedly dominate eternity and stand unrivaled in the cosmos!

Ning Chen felt no shame in “draining” women of their essence, nor did he see himself as despicable.

Liu Ruyan? If not for the serendipity of meeting him a century ago, achieving the Golden Core stage would’ve been her life’s limit.

Nangong Ling? Her aptitude was slightly better, but the Nascent Soul stage would’ve been an insurmountable barrier, and she’d never have awakened the Sun-Moon Divine Eyes.

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Everyone gained more than they lost. Ning Chen was merely pursuing a mutually beneficial arrangement, spreading his gains widely.

It was a shared path to achievement. Once they tasted the benefits, it became a matter of mutual consent.

As Ning Chen reflected on this, he had no intention of revealing the truth to the women around him.

Outwardly, he maintained the image of someone oppressed and pitiable.

Ning Chen released his grip on the lion-headed pillow, sat up, and wore a look of humiliation. His clenched fists trembled, producing a faint cracking sound.

Alarmed by this, Nangong Ling, despite her lingering grievances, quickly sat up beside him and asked with concern, “Senior Brother, what’s wrong?”

Ning Chen took a few deep breaths, gradually calming himself. Finally, he shook his head. “It’s nothing.”

He then leaned back with a defeated expression, bitterness turning into a self-deprecating smile, as if resigning himself to fate. “How could I defy what that woman has done? From the moment I fell into her trap, my tragic fate was sealed.”

Seeing Ning Chen in such a state, Nangong Ling felt a pang of sorrow.

The Supreme Chongyang Sacred Physique!

Just the word “Supreme” hinted at the heights her senior brother could have reached. For someone capable of awakening such a physique, how proud must he have been?

Yet their master had cruelly shattered that pride.

Still, Nangong Ling knew she had no right to criticize their master—after all, she had also indulged in dual cultivation.

To ordinary male cultivators, dual cultivation was a source of joy, but for her senior brother, it was humiliation!

To him, they were merely specks of dust, unworthy of even raising their heads to look at greatness.

Nangong Ling no longer harbored any thoughts of letting Ning Chen go.

She admitted her greed, her despicable nature, and her opportunism.

But the smaller one feels, the stronger the desire to reach for greatness!

Throwing herself onto Ning Chen, Nangong Ling pleaded humbly, “Senior Brother, even if you have other junior sisters in the future, please don’t forget me, okay?”

Her enchanting eyes were enough to melt anyone’s heart.

But Ning Chen, being far less impressionable, merely found her sudden shift in thinking puzzling.

Moreover, he had never intended to fully abandon his old companions.

Nangong Ling, having awakened the Sun-Moon Divine Eyes and proven her worth, had long been on his list as the next candidate for a slave seal.

Even if he stood at the pinnacle of invincibility in the future, Ning Chen didn’t plan to live as a lone wolf.

However, he no longer trusted human nature. Only a slave seal ensured loyalty.

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When no answer came, Nangong Ling grew increasingly anxious. She held Ning Chen’s head tightly, as if trying to convey her sincerity.

Darkness engulfed his vision.

Feeling Nangong Ling tremble with unease, Ning Chen sighed silently. He intended to offer some perfunctory words of reassurance.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, one of Nangong Ling’s love beans landed inside.

Ning Chen: “???”

Fine. This time, she literally made him see her heart.

Sighing, he gently stroked her back to calm her.

Not long after, a soft moan escaped, and the second round of their “battle” began naturally.

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