The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? - Chapter 84

Chapter 84

The Emperor of Great Xia was a cultivator himself, and it was customary for him to abdicate rather than rule until death.

Though a new ruler brought new ministers, as long as the older generation was still around, even if he offended the Crown Prince now, it wouldn’t matter much if the Crown Prince ascended the throne later.

With this in mind, the general steeled his resolve, clasped his fists, and said, “I obey your command.”

Feeling that he had gained the upper hand, Duanmu Cheng turned back and gave a provocative smile to the person behind him before striding off to prepare for leading the army in the attack.

Once successful, he would surely be credited with the greatest merit!

And it would also allow the Emperor to see the Crown Prince’s incompetence.

Duanmu Yan stood still for a long while.

Then, he laughed.

A bitter laugh.

Idiot!

Ever since this guy also awakened the Golden Dragon Body, he had been biting at him like a rabid dog after getting a little favor from the Emperor. Couldn’t he see that this was just a tactic to maintain balance?

Of course, maybe he did see it, but he was clinging to the slim hope of pulling him down.

What he didn’t realize was that, with the Golden Dragon bloodline becoming increasingly diluted, if the future heir wasn’t him, it definitely wouldn’t be Duanmu Cheng, whose bloodline purity was even lower than his.

Dealing with a clown like him wasn’t a big deal, but it was exhausting.

Over the years, it had been like stepping on dog poop—no matter how hard he tried to shake it off, it just stuck.

It was also his fault for not being strong enough. If he had the Four-Clawed Bloodline, this wouldn’t have happened, and there wouldn’t be an extra person awakening the Golden Dragon Body.

Now that old man was having a field day playing his balancing games.

“Sigh.” Duanmu Yan’s eyes were filled with exhaustion.

He was tired. Just let it all end.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was already in this position and couldn’t just walk away, he’d really consider quitting.

Shaking his head, Duanmu Yan pushed aside his thoughts and gazed toward the direction of the Qinglian Sect’s female cultivators.

He remembered that his ninth sister had joined this sect, right?

Thinking of the little girl who used to follow him around asking for candy, Duanmu Yan’s mood lightened a bit.

His late mother had been close friends with Ayao’s mother.

So, he had always cared more for this younger sister. Even when she caused trouble, he would secretly help cover it up.

Unfortunately, after learning about the cruelty of the royal family’s Golden Dragon Body, she had distanced herself from him.

Duanmu Yan scanned the Qinglian Sect’s ranks, surprised. Where was she?

Why couldn’t he see her?

Did she not come this time?

Well, that was fine. It was less risk this way.

…

At the Qinglian Sect’s camp, Nan Gongling stood expressionless, her eyes covered by a black silk ribbon, actually absorbing the essence of the sun.

Despite the midday heat, the area around her was unusually cool.

Yu Hua sat with her eyes closed, meditating, her consciousness still deciphering the secrets of the Divine Scripture. She wasn’t wasting any time either.

As for Duanmu Yao.

“So boring… Why haven’t the demons come out to fight yet?”

In the second row of the Qinglian Sect, the now petite Duanmu Yao hid in the shade behind her senior sister, her small face scrunched up in impatience.

“Who knows?” Zhou Qin, beside her, gently stroked the emerald pendant on her chest and replied softly, “Maybe the demons inside are waiting to ambush us.”

After all, this space-time rift had been around for nearly ten years.

If there were demons on the other side, and they had any intelligence, they’d probably prepared thoroughly.

In this situation, whoever made the first move was an idiot.

“Huh? They’re moving! They’re moving!”

Just as Zhou Qin was thinking this, she suddenly heard Duanmu Yao exclaim. She instinctively looked up and saw an unknown sect leading a small group of a few dozen people toward the space-time rift.

“Why is this happening?” she wondered.

But then, another small sect followed.

After a few repetitions, Zhou Qin understood.

They were clearly using these minor sects, who had little influence and couldn’t resist, as cannon fodder to test the waters.

Soon, the second-tier sects finished their turn, and it was the first-tier sects’ turn.

None of those who entered came back to report.

This made everyone even more restless.

“Why aren’t they coming out? Did they die inside?”

“That can’t be. So many people went in. How could they all die at once?”

“Maybe the demons inside are already extinct, and the place is filled with ruins and opportunities. That’s why they don’t want to waste time coming back!”

…

Soon, all the first-tier sect members passed through.

Since this was a battle against demons, there was no rule about only allowing disciples to participate. So, the Nascent Soul realm sect leaders and elders all entered directly to ensure maximum safety.

Of course, if they encountered a major danger, they could all die together.

“A’Ling, it’s your turn,” Liu Ruyan said calmly.

Nan Gongling nodded. “Understood.”

Then, she led the female disciples toward the space-time rift.

Not a single elder-level figure accompanied the entire sect.

But as Zhou Qin passed by, Liu Ruyan locked eyes with her and gave a slight nod.

…

Seeing that it was the Qinglian Sect’s turn, Crown Prince Duanmu Yan looked over. Even as the line stretched long, he didn’t spot the familiar figure he was looking for.

Only an eight or nine-year-old girl, who liked to dress in the same colors as his ninth sister, walked in.

He felt both disappointed and relieved.

As he withdrew his gaze, he shook his head slightly at the sight of the little girl.

She was so young, and she was already here to fight demons?

Even if her talent was exceptional, wasn’t the Qinglian Sect being a bit too harsh?

…

Watching as her senior sister, Yu Hua, Duanmu… well, her fellow disciples stepped into the space-time rift and disappeared, Zhou Qin tightened her grip on her jade pendant, took a deep breath, and followed them into the blue curtain.

As soon as she stepped in, the spatial energy enveloped her, pulling her in as if she was being sucked into a vortex. She was half-dragged inside.

After a dizzying spin, Zhou Qin finally felt solid ground beneath her feet.

She felt a bit dizzy, but with her current cultivation level, she recovered almost instantly.

Zhou Qin opened her eyes. The sky was dark, tinged with blood.

There was no sunlight, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

It was too quiet!

Where was everyone?

Zhou Qin immediately looked around. Broken walls and ruins stretched as far as the eye could see. Aside from some scattered, unidentified animal bones, there was nothing.

Why was she alone?

!!!

Zhou Qin’s beautiful eyes widened as she came to a realization.

This was an extremely rare random teleportation-type space-time rift!

No wonder none of the people who entered earlier came back.

If the entrance was gone, how could they return to report?

Zhou Qin was utterly speechless and couldn’t help but mutter, “Didn’t Senior Sister Duanmu say the one leading the army this time was her Crown Prince brother?”

“We could’ve just waited here, but no, they had to make it so complicated. What a mess.”

Now, to get out, she’d have to find the location of the space-time rift in this world.

After venting her frustration, Zhou Qin felt fine, aside from disliking the environment. She wasn’t scared.

She wasn’t some delicate Golden Core cultivator. She had strength and means.

Besides… the sect’s biggest trump card was with her.

Zhou Qin reached up, took the emerald pendant from her neck, and tossed it lightly into the air.

The pendant didn’t fall. Instead, it hovered, growing in size until it transformed into an incredibly divine medicine cauldron. Then, with a flash of green light, it turned into a green-haired woman wearing a flowing brown dress.

The unique pressure of a Divine Transformation realm expert flashed briefly.

The green-haired woman slowly opened her eyes, the ancient runes on her flowing dress shimmering like flowing light.

Ji Zhiqing.

Wow!

Cheat code!

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