The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? - Chapter 25
Chapter 25: One Day, I Will Stand Side by Side with Senior Sister!
Another year of blooming flowers, as the spring breeze spreads its warmth.
Dang!
Dang!
Dang!
Three melodious ancient bell chimes seemed to traverse space, bringing a profound silence.
Emerald peaks layered upon each other, shrouded in mist and clouds.
Jade tiles and vermilion roofs, with upturned eaves and corners.
Rows of grand halls nestled among the mountains, with the tranquil waters of the Jade Pool and Luo River flowing gently.
Exotic flowers and rare herbs filled the air with spiritual energy, creating a scene akin to a celestial paradise.
At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of young girls gazed in awe at the fairyland before them, utterly captivated.
Not far ahead of them stood a graceful woman leading the way. She wore a uniform-style, moon-white martial outfit that was both practical and elegant, accentuating her figure with a blend of heroic spirit and grace.
She raised her hand, pointing to the stone crane-adorned gate above, and said:
“Junior sisters, once you step through this gate, you will become disciples of the Qinglian Sect. The path of immortality is long, and you must all strive diligently in your cultivation.”
“Thank you, Senior Sister! We will surely work hard and not bring shame to our sect!” the girls responded in unison, their faces filled with excitement.
The Qinglian Sect!
The newly ascended one of the Twelve Great Sects of Daxia!
The sect’s master, Qinglian Zhenjun, single-handedly defeated three Nascent Soul stage experts of the same level, not only making a name for himself but also forcefully pushing the lowest-ranked Seven Stars Sect out of the Twelve Great Sects, altering the millennium-old power structure.
But more than his combat prowess and talent, what truly moved people was Qinglian Zhenjun’s boldness.
He revised and optimized the Qinglian Sect’s cultivation techniques, and because the new techniques were more suitable for women, he resolutely chose to abandon the sect’s original power base, transforming it into an all-female sect.
This was a first among the three thousand sects of Daxia.
In the world of cultivation, the ratio of men to women was even more exaggerated than in the mortal world.
For Qinglian Zhenjun to dare to take such a pioneering step, how could it not move people?
Moreover, the loss of nearly seventy percent of the sect’s members had left many high-ranking positions vacant.
Under the sect master, there was only one personal disciple, and among the three elders, only the female Ziying Zhenren remained. As for the various lower positions, they were even more in need of filling.
These girls, as the first batch of female disciples recruited after the sect’s reform, had immense potential for advancement as long as they worked hard in their cultivation.
Who wouldn’t be excited about that?
…
Well, actually, there were some who weren’t.
And not just one.
At the back of the crowd stood a young girl dressed in a warm white, gold-embroidered, waist-cinching brocade dress.
The color did not make her skin appear sallow; instead, it made her seem even fairer than the fabric itself, rendering the exquisite dress mere background foliage.
Her smooth hair was tied up in a Lingxu bun, adorned with golden floral hairpins, each stamen tipped with a pearl, exuding delicate elegance.
Her jade-like face was exquisitely beautiful, though her figure was somewhat lacking, with only slight curves, seemingly beyond remedy.
From start to finish, her beautiful eyes carried a hint of aloof scrutiny, as if the highly sought-after Qinglian Sect was nothing extraordinary.
To her right stood another girl, equally composed but in stark contrast.
She was not tall, dressed in coarse hemp clothes, her dry hair slightly yellowish, wearing worn-out straw sandals that revealed her small toes.
A gust of wind would reveal her thin frame beneath the ill-fitting clothes, though her chest showed no lack of natural endowment.
Her chin was sharp, her cheeks gaunt.
Only her deep, dark eyes seemed endless, as if they could drown anyone who met her gaze.
A few steps away, there was another girl in a green dress.
Though her figure was only slightly developed, all the recruited disciples were under eighteen, leaving ample room for growth.
A deep emerald jade pendant hung before her shallow cleavage, complementing her perfectly.
A red cinnabar mark adorned her forehead, her features as if painted, and her gentle smile was like a refreshing spring breeze.
She was the epitome of pure beauty.
As the leading senior sister of the Qinglian Sect began to guide them, the three girls exchanged a glance before stepping forward.
The noble girl in the white dress let out a faint hum, turned her head, and walked ahead.
The girl in green smiled kindly and followed.
The girl in hemp clothes silently trailed behind.
…
Along the way, the senior sister diligently explained the sect’s rules and the various buildings.
“The sect isn’t overly strict, but there is one thing you must remember.”
“Do not attempt to enter the Demon Lock Prison in the back mountain. It is an absolute forbidden zone. You may observe from a distance, but only those with the sect master’s permission may enter.”
At this point, the senior sister’s expression turned serious. “In the past, there were disciples who tried to sneak in, but they were instantly frozen into ice sculptures by the sect master and shattered into dust.”
Her cold tone turned several girls pale.
However, one brave girl asked in a trembling voice, “What exactly is inside the Demon Lock Prison? Why is the sect master so protective of it?”
“How would I know? I’ve never been there,” the senior sister shook her head.
After a pause, she added, “But judging by the name, it’s a place where fierce demons and evil spirits are imprisoned. Over the years, the grand elder and the senior sister have often gone there, so it must be beneficial for cultivation.”
“I suspect it’s used to hone combat skills and solidify cultivation through battling those demonic beasts and evil spirits.”
“But since our strength is insufficient and our status too low, we’re not qualified to enter. And the evil beings inside can’t be released casually, which is why it’s designated as a forbidden area,” the senior sister shared her thoughts.
“This morning, I saw the senior sister heading towards the back mountain. She must be locked in a fierce battle with the demons.”
“Senior Sister? Is that the one who shone brightly in the competition, the one with the innate divine ability, Senior Sister Nangong?” a girl suddenly asked excitedly.
To stand above the elite disciples of three thousand sects as a woman—wasn’t that one of the reasons they had come here, to follow in her footsteps?
“Yes,” the senior sister nodded.
“It seems she awakened that divine ability during her training in the Demon Lock Prison. I was there and witnessed the phenomenon.”
Hearing this, the girls grew even more excited.
One even boldly declared, “If the demons inside are so formidable, I must work hard to become the sect master’s second personal disciple and stand side by side with Senior Sister Nangong!”
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Meanwhile, deep within the Demon Lock Prison.
Piece by piece, women’s clothing was scattered on the ground.
Boots, belts, outer robes, inner robes, undergarments, and a narrow black ribbon.
A chaotic yet strangely thrilling scene.
The light of the eternal flame shone through the red curtains, illuminating the fierce battle within.
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