On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

Ye Fan entered the Taiyin Holy Land Palace.

In an instant, the scenery before my eyes changed.

From the outside, the Taiyin Sacred Land appears to be entirely composed of ancient buildings.

Upon entering, a breathtaking view unfolds before you: springs and lakes, cranes taking flight in the water, various red carp swimming at the bottom, and lotus blossoms blooming in the distance—it's truly a paradise on earth.

"What happened?"

Ye Fan was somewhat surprised.

The voice of the Chaos Cauldron came: "Master, this is the true scene inside the Taiyin Holy Land Palace. Everything you saw inside from the outside was an illusion."

Ye Fan nodded: "I see."

"Young Master Ye, please."

A female disciple spoke, her voice ethereal, inviting Ye Fan to board a cruise ship.

Ye Fan boarded the boat, and twelve stunningly beautiful women, holding bamboo poles, propelled the boat toward the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, a young woman in her early twenties had been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master Ye, please have a seat. My name is Su Qingli."

The moment Ye Fan saw Su Qingli, he was immediately awestruck!

In both his past and present lives, he has seen many beautiful women!

Unlike the delicate beauty of Hua Nongyue and Hua Nongyu, unlike the dashing Shen Murong, unlike the elegant and noble Xiao Rongfei, and unlike the cross-dressing Xiao Yafei!

Unlike Tang Miaoyi's skillful hands! Unlike Li Youruo's reserved passion! And unlike Sai Luoli's alluring charm!

She possessed an ethereal, otherworldly quality, like a female bodhisattva!

Her features were exquisite, and her skin was flawless, crystal clear, and as translucent as milk.

"Hello, Miss Su."

Ye Fan sat down casually, while twelve female disciples from the Taiyin Holy Land stood guard outside the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Su Qingli cut to the chase: "Is Young Master Ye truly an agent of the Penglai Holy Land?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Guess?"

Su Qingli shook her head: "Young Master Ye is already here, are you still joking?"

"What do you take the Taiyin Sacred Land for?"

With a wave of his hand, two ribbons shot out from his long sleeves and rushed towards Ye Fan's chest!

Ye Fan immediately realized that he had been practicing the "Lingbo Illusionary Steps" and Ye Shitian had been frantically training his movement techniques these past few days. Last night, he had also fought a life-or-death battle with a Martial Saint for more than half an hour.

With a flash, two ribbons landed on the table in front of Ye Fan.

With a snap, it turned into powder.

If this blow had landed on Ye Fan's chest, his sternum would have shattered!

"Miss Su, what do you mean?" Ye Fan's voice deepened, and the twelve female disciples of the Taiyin Holy Land behind him quickly attacked him.

Each of them drew a longsword, and the swords flashed!

"Hehehe~~~ Your strength doesn't seem worthy of killing a Martial Saint with a single sword strike?" Su Qingli's laughter was slightly excited, as if she had discovered Ye Fan's secret: "Tell me! Who exactly is behind you?"

"That sword intent, very few people can unleash it!"

"Just over three months ago, you were a good-for-nothing playboy in the Great Xia Dynasty. How could you possibly have cultivated sword intent in just three months?"

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle...

The twelve female disciples attacked relentlessly with their long swords.

Every move was deadly, showing no mercy!

Ye Fan was furious; as expected, the prettier the woman, the more ruthless they were: "You want to know? I can tell you! But I have one condition!"

Su Qingli said calmly, "Speak."

Ye Fan uttered, "Kneel down and beg me!"

Su Qingli's pretty face remained unchanged: "Cripple him first, and see if he'll still be so stubborn."

"Yes."

The twelve girls attacked even faster, and Ye Fan reacted instinctively, managing to dodge every single sword strike, much to his own astonishment.

"Master's training is really effective!"

even.

During a lull in the attack, Ye Fan took out the seventh-tier enchanted Crimson Flame Dragon Blade from his storage ring and channeled his inner force into it!

"Get out of here, all of you!"

He slashed out with a single stroke.

Awooo—!

A translucent dragon, over a meter long, exploded, far less powerful than the Heavenly Slaughter Martial Saint's attack! However, the twelve female disciples of the Taiyin Holy Land were still blasted away and crashed into the lake, and the pavilion in the center of the lake also exploded.

Su Qingli lightly stepped back, her toes barely touching the ground. "An eighth-tier Martial Spirit? Interesting."

"In just three months, he went from a good-for-nothing playboy to the eighth-tier Martial Spirit realm!"

"Take him down! I'm going to interrogate him thoroughly."

Twelve female disciples from the Taiyin Holy Land burst out of the lake, unleashing a chilling power from their bodies.

Crackling sounds filled the air as the lake rapidly froze over, and twelve female disciples charged forward, their feet treading the ice!

Ye Fan sneered: "You keep calling me a good-for-nothing brat, do you think your Taiyin Holy Land is so great?"

Su Qingli, with her haughty air, said as if she were a celestial being descended to earth: "What the Taiyin Holy Land is like is none of your business to comment on."

"Kneel down! Repent! Tell me all your secrets, and this fairy will spare your life."

Ye Fan cursed angrily, "Stop pretending to be so high and mighty!"

"Kneel down before me and sing 'Conquer'!"

"How dare you insult a fairy! You're asking for death!"

Twelve female disciples attacked from twelve directions!

Each of them struck out with their palms, which carried the power of Yin, hitting Ye Fan's chest and back with a muffled thud.

"Um?"

Su Qingli was somewhat surprised that Ye Fan was not injured.

Ye Fan had already activated the "Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique" in advance, becoming invincible for five breaths! At the same time, he felt the continuous Taiyin power erupting from the palms of the twelve girls.

"The Great Absorption Technique!"

Ye Fan roared inwardly.

"ah…………"

The twelve girls exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"What's going on? My Yin energy..."

"Impossible... He's devouring our Yin energy..."

The twelve girls were horrified. In just a few breaths, their faces aged rapidly, their plump figures withered quickly, and they turned into old women. Ye Fan frantically absorbed their blood and Yin energy!

If this continues, these twelve people will definitely be sucked dry and turned into dried corpses!

"Ye Fan, what kind of evil magic are you using?"

Su Qingli was furious when she saw this.

Step on your foot!

The cruise ship behind him flew off in the opposite direction, and he moved with the grace of a dragon, heading straight for Ye Fan.

With her slender, jade-like hand, she struck Ye Fan's chest!

An even more powerful surge of Yin energy rushed into Ye Fan's body, penetrating his twelve martial meridians! The twelve female disciples of the Taiyin Holy Land were blasted away, but Ye Fan suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot: "Since you want to save them! Then you shall die in their place!"

He interlocked his fingers and grabbed Su Qingli's wrist.

"You still want to kill me?"

Su Qingli's pretty face was frosty.

next second.

The Absorption Technique will be activated directly!

"Ah ...

Ye Fan grinned: "Come and be my nourishment!"

With a strong pull, Su Qingli fell directly into Ye Fan's arms!

With a splash, the two of them fell directly into the water.

"Let me go!"

"Suck it!"

Ye Fan let out a low roar, and the lake water boiled.

Having absorbed the power of twelve girls, plus Su Qingli's Yin energy, Ye Fan actually broke through to the ninth level of Martial Spirit! His realm continued to rise! He was heading straight for the first level of Martial King!

Ye Fan was greatly surprised: "What's going on? These people aren't high-level cultivators, yet their internal energy is so powerful?"

The Chaos Cauldron said, "Master! The power of Taiyin perfectly complements your bloodline."

"The interplay of Yin and Yang produces a qualitative change!"

"Oh no... the poison has taken effect..." Ye Fan was only lucid for a second.

His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light!

Holding Su Qingli, he sank to the bottom of the water!