The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: One Sip Each, Don’t Be Greedy!

Ning Chen furrowed his brows and sneered with a sharp tone, “Hah, again?  I think that woman should simply become a pimp.”

Xu Qingyao was unaware of the unequal agreement he had reached with Liu Ruyan, so she continued to put on an act. He had no intention of revealing his true thoughts in front of the women who hadn’t been branded with the slave mark. Therefore, he had to maintain his image of being pure, untainted, and helplessly forced into submission, yet remaining unsoiled by the filth around him.

Xu Qingyao shrugged and spread her hands, “Who knows what Senior Sister is thinking?”

If possible, she wouldn’t want to share with anyone. Perhaps this was why the Master had passed the sect leader position to Senior Sister back then? Compared to her, she was still too selfish.

Behind them, the female attendants couldn’t understand their conversation. The most impatient one, Tao Nu, spoke up, “Elder, where is the opportunity the Sect Leader mentioned? And who is this…”

As she spoke, her eyes remained fixed on Ning Chen. This man was too perfect! His face was as handsome as a celestial being, and his demeanor exuded a masculine charm. No matter how critical one’s standards were, there was nothing to fault.

Xu Qingyao raised her willow-like brows, her fox-like eyes narrowing seductively as she pointed lightly in Ning Chen’s direction. “The opportunity? Isn’t it right in front of you? He’s a treasure~”

“Elder, what are you talking about?” The women were confused. They had joined the sect later and had never seen Ning Chen before.

“Fine,” Xu Qingyao sighed softly, raising her hand to open the door. Her voluptuous yet slender legs swayed as she walked gracefully to Ning Chen’s side. Under the shocked gazes of the seven women, she wrapped her arms around his neck and sat in his lap.

Whether intentional or not, Xu Qingyao had chosen the perfect position. “Mmm~”

The familiar sensation made Xu Qingyao shiver instinctively. Her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes rolled back almost involuntarily. She had been so busy preparing for the sect competition lately that she hadn’t had time to cultivate.

Xu Qingyao curled her lips into a smile, speaking in a tone of helplessness, “Ah, what can I do? The Sect Leader asked me to help you all seize this opportunity before we left. So, I’ll have to demonstrate first.”

With that, she gently turned Ning Chen’s face toward her and pressed her lips against his thin ones.

Ning Chen: “…”

Did she think he couldn’t see through her little scheme? Clearly, she was looking for an excuse to take the first wave of his primordial yang, which was at its most potent after midnight.

The woman’s clothes began to fall away cunningly until they were completely off. Xu Qingyao, as if she had no sense of shame, began to perform a live show in front of the onlookers, completely unfazed.

Ning Chen had thought more than once that this woman had joined the wrong sect. Although the benefits she could give him were limited, Xu Qingyao had no bottom line. No matter the position or technique, even if it was their first time, she wasn’t afraid to try, and she would even take the initiative to explore new things.

After all, the Supreme Yang Saint Body’s productivity was unparalleled. As long as it was inside her, it would work. Ning Chen thought that Xu Qingyao acted this way because she lacked a sense of security and wanted to leave a deeper impression on him.

He wasn’t moved, but he was certainly stimulated. In this aspect, she far surpassed those two master and disciple.

Unlike Liu Ruyan, who hesitated for a long time even when switching tracks. As for Nan Gongling, she was just a young girl focused solely on improving her cultivation, completely clueless.

Ning Chen had no intention of taking the initiative to change. He figured they would learn eventually when they couldn’t get a turn later on.

Xu Qingyao’s melodious voice echoed through the deepest level of the dungeon. The seven female attendants blushed furiously.

Heavens! What was the Elder doing? What were they witnessing? Would they be silenced after this?

Someone wanted to turn and leave, but before she could lift her leg, she heard Xu Qingyao’s seductive warning. “Leaving~ hmm~ could cost you your life, ah! Nephew, don’t move.”

She had given them a chance earlier. There was no turning back now.

Hearing this, the seven female attendants were terrified into silence. For a Nascent Soul cultivator to kill them would be as easy as lifting a hand. So, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look ahead.

But Xu Qingyao’s voice was too alluring. Even as women, the attendants couldn’t help but feel affected. They couldn’t resist sneaking glances.

The incredibly impactful scene completely shattered the seven women’s Dao hearts. They knew about dual cultivation, but this was nothing like what was depicted in the forbidden pictures!

The Elder’s voice was so loud, and she seemed to be in so much pain. But if it was so unbearable, why didn’t she stop?

Gradually, the seven female attendants became engrossed. Their bodies began to feel inexplicably restless.

It couldn’t be helped. The combination of Xu Qingyao’s Jade Water Fragrance Body and Ning Chen’s replicated Crimson Yang Dragon Saliva Body was more potent than any aphrodisiac. Even cultivators couldn’t withstand it for long.

“It’s so hot…” Zhu Nu muttered softly, tugging at her collar. Her legs under her skirt rubbed together unconsciously. But then she felt embarrassed and instinctively glanced at her companions.

To her surprise, she found their bodies swaying slightly, seemingly doing the same thing. Feeling somewhat justified, she relaxed.

Xu Qingyao continued for a full quarter of an hour. The seven female attendants watched for the entire time.

After receiving the first batch of “goods,” Xu Qingyao still seemed unsatisfied. But she remembered her task.

Weakly collapsing onto Ning Chen, her eyes seductive, she beckoned to the others, “Come in~”

The women, already affected by the atmosphere, exchanged glances and obediently stepped forward, lining up in a row.

Xu Qingyao tilted her head, her vermilion lips curving into a smile as radiant as peonies. Drenched in sweat, her breath was as fragrant as orchids. “Didn’t you all want an opportunity?”

She pressed her palm against her lower abdomen, circulating her spiritual energy. The Pixiu formation, which only allowed intake but no release, was temporarily lifted. Spiritual liquid flowed slowly from the bottle, facing the enemy.

“One sip each, don’t be greedy~”

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