The Record of the Goddess: The Demonic Sect Produces Talents? I Lead the Entire Sect to Prove Dao an

A pale, fish-belly-like light appeared on the horizon.

The ambergris incense burner fell to the ground, scattering incense ash everywhere.

The priceless mermaid gauze was torn into pieces and scattered on the carpet, with several suspicious water stains reflecting an ambiguous light in the morning light.

The entire palace exuded a vibrant yet decadent atmosphere.

Chu Feng sat on the edge of the bed, feeling as if every bone in his body was screaming.

He reached out with trembling hands and grasped the fair, jade-like ankle on the edge of the bed.

"Ancestor, I beg you..."

"This is the seventh time! It's really the seventh time!"

"I'm just a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator. If this continues, I'll definitely die!"

Looking at those long, slender legs in front of him, Chu Feng felt like he wanted to die!

Others who transmigrate either start at max level or are invincible.

As for me, I was forced into sex by the sect's patriarch as soon as I transmigrated!

What is this? Is it a work injury?

Hearing his pleas, the person on the bed slowly turned over.

This is a face that could make all living beings fall in love.

With delicate eyebrows and fair skin, even in her sleep, her unparalleled beauty could not be concealed.

Her face was still flushed, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

Her snow-white skin trembled slowly with each breath.

Chu Feng couldn't help but swallow hard.

It's absolutely gorgeous.

But it's fucking awful!

This is Feng Jiuyou, the only Nascent Soul Realm ancestor of the Liuyun Sect, a great monster who has lived for over a thousand years.

It is said that this ancestor was usually aloof and abstinent, leading a dull and boring life. He was ruthless in killing and arson, and had spent a hundred years in seclusion cultivating Taoism.

Who would have thought that she would suffer a qi deviation while trying to reach a higher realm, and then... and then she killed herself, the little servant who delivered the medicine!

Moreover, it was done again and again, and again and again, seven times in a row!

Thinking of this, Chu Feng almost burst into tears.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuyou's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Chu Feng was immediately startled!

No, that won't work!

We can't come here again!

He was completely dried up; the only thing left to be squeezed out of him was blood.

Humans have a survival instinct.

In a moment of inspiration, he blurted out, "Ancestor! My dantian is truly empty. How about we consider another method? My mouth is quite excellent too!"

After saying that, Chu Feng felt like slapping himself across the face.

Damn it, what kind of outrageous and inhumane words are these!

However, Feng Jiuyou ignored him and suddenly stood up!

In that instant, Chu Feng felt the temperature in the entire room plummet to freezing.

Feng Jiuyou opened her eyes.

Her phoenix eyes, which had been misty and moist before, were now sharp as swords!

A terrifying pressure suddenly descended, and Chu Feng felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.

broken!

As a nobody who stumbled upon the big boss's secret, I'm 100% going to be killed to silence me!

No way! I'm still young, I don't want to die under the peony!

However, Feng Jiuyou did not look at him.

Her first reaction after sitting up was to immediately close her eyes and begin to introspect on her body.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds.

The expression on her face changed from cold to surprise and doubt, and then gradually to extreme shock!

How is that possible?!

A storm raged in Feng Jiuyou's heart.

The bottleneck of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm that had plagued her for a full thousand years, an unbreakable barrier as solid as divine iron...

It actually loosened!

Moreover, after the yang energy entered her body, it began to flow slowly from her lower abdomen to her entire body, nourishing the areas where her meridians were damaged due to qi deviation.

Feng Jiuyou suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the servant boy by the bedside.

Chu Feng felt his scalp tingle when she looked at him, and he almost knelt down.

"Ancestor... Ancestor..."

Immediately afterwards, a blur flashed by.

Feng Jiuyou appeared in front of Chu Feng in an instant, and her slender fingers grabbed Chu Feng's chin.

"If anyone finds out what happened today, I will make sure your soul is scattered and you are never reincarnated."

Chu Feng nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

"No, no, no, only heaven and earth know, you know and I know! No! Only you know! I know nothing!"

Feng Jiuyou snorted coldly and released her hand.

Then, with a wave of her hand, she tossed a small white jade bottle into Chu Feng's arms.

"This is a yang-tonifying pill."

"Live well and take good care of your health!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a stream of light emanated from her body, and a magnificent palace dress appeared out of thin air, blocking the breathtakingly beautiful scenery.

Before Chu Feng could react, Feng Jiuyou transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the room in an instant.

Everything vanished, as if everything that had just happened was a ridiculous dream.

"Huff... huff..."

Only after confirming that Feng Jiuyou had truly left did Chu Feng collapse heavily to the ground, panting heavily.

Cold sweat had soaked through his worn-out servant's clothes.

He picked up the jade bottle, still warm from his body, opened it, and smelled it; a pure medicinal fragrance wafted out.

But Chu Feng didn't have time to care about that; he just wanted to cry.

Others who transmigrate are all chosen ones, outstanding individuals, and are called talents.

I've fucking become a genius!

It's a special edition!

Chu Feng, supporting his aching back, struggled to get up from the ground.

All he wants now is to get out of this troublesome place as soon as possible.

However, just as he finished fastening his belt, he suddenly discovered that his cultivation level had jumped from having no inspiration to the fourth level of Qi Refining!

Chu Feng didn't even have time to be happy.

"Bang!"

The main gate of the palace was suddenly opened by outsiders.

A woman dressed in the robes of an outer disciple, with an extraordinary appearance and figure, rushed in.

As soon as the girl entered the room, she pinched her nose in disgust.

Seeing Chu Feng's tattered clothes, pale face, and the mess in the room, a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

Without even glancing at Chu Feng, she took out a marriage certificate from her bosom and threw it at his face.

"Chu Feng, I won't waste any more words with you. I'm here today to annul the engagement!"

"You're a worthless piece of trash with inferior spiritual roots and no ambition; you're not worthy of me at all!"

"I have already become an inner disciple of Elder Zhang and will soon become an inner disciple, while you will be a good-for-nothing servant for the rest of your life."

"You can't stop me from striving for a better future!"

"Look at you, so hollowed out by wine and women! You're nothing but a useless piece of trash!"

The marriage certificate floated down onto Chu Feng's face. Those words... couldn't really hurt Chu Feng's heart, after all, he had just transmigrated.

He looked down at himself, then looked up at the girl's arrogant figure, and felt speechless.

inability?

waste?

Big sister, just now, I was still contributing to the cultivation of the sect's strongest cultivator!

With his own strength, he helped the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm Ancestor loosen!

I have rendered meritorious service to the sect and shed countless drops of white sweat!

You call this incompetence?

Chu Feng touched his still trembling waist, feeling the emptiness in his dantian, and a wicked smile appeared on his face!