At eighty, the Holy Sect's enchanting woman aided in achieving longevity.

boom!

The surging spiritual power of a peak sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator is something that an outer sect steward who spends his days oppressing lower-level servants cannot withstand.

The enormous palm print, accompanied by a faint dragon's roar, instantly sent the disciple in charge flying backward. In mid-air, he was torn into a cloud of blood mist by the violent pure yang energy!

He didn't even have time to let out a scream before he died.

Inside the woodshed, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Chen Changsheng withdrew his hand, his expression as indifferent as if he had merely swatted a tiny fly.

This decisive and ruthless approach made Ji Ruxue, lying on the haystack, twitch at the corner of her eye.

"You...you actually killed the sect's steward?"

Ji Ruxue's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

Yesterday he was an eighty-year-old servant, a helpless and dying man, but overnight he not only regained his youth and his strength skyrocketed to the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining, but he can even kill without blinking an eye.

This man is hiding his true nature too well!

"If he doesn't die, we will."

Chen Changsheng turned around, his deep gaze falling on Ji Ruxue.

At this moment, although Ji Ruxue's extremely Yin demonic energy had been completely suppressed and regulated by the Pure Yang Overlord Body, she had still endured too many domineering attacks the previous night.

She tried to stand up, but her delicate body trembled violently. She could only grit her teeth and hold onto the drafty earthen wall beside her with one hand.

The once aloof and dignified Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect was now so unsteady on her feet that she could only awkwardly lean against the wall.

If this scene were to reach the outer sect, it would likely shock countless disciples.

"Tap tap tap!"

Before the two could say anything more, a dense whistling sound suddenly came from outside the woodshed, accompanied by several powerful spiritual senses from the Qi Refining stage and even the Foundation Establishment stage sweeping over.

The commotion caused by Chen Changsheng's awakening of his physique last night was too great, and the spiritual energy fluctuations from the killing of the outer sect manager just now finally alerted the patrolling elders and law enforcement disciples in the back mountain.

"Your Highness, are you here?"

"I sense a surge of violent pure Yang energy erupting here. Could it be a sneak attack by righteous villains?!"

Several aged and stern voices boomed outside the woodshed.

Ji Ruxue's face turned deathly pale.

If the elders outside were to barge in and see her disheveled state, trembling against the wall, and Chen Changsheng beside her with his boundless energy, their secret would be completely exposed!

"Hide your cultivation level, leave it to me!"

Ji Ruxue stared at Chen Changsheng and gave a low shout.

With a thought, Chen Changsheng activated the [Myriad Descendants Immortal Clan System] within his body, which possessed great spirituality. Instantly, it completely suppressed his surging Pure Yang Overlord Body aura, and he transformed back into the seemingly ordinary, unremarkable young man who had no cultivation.

Ji Ruxue took a deep breath, enduring the soreness all over her body, and pulled a red veil that was scattered nearby to drape over herself.

The panic in her eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by the deep-seated aloofness and pride befitting a saintess of the Demonic Sect.

boom!

With a single palm strike, she shattered the remaining ruins of the woodshed, standing aloof and proud amidst the dust and snow.

"This holy maiden is breaking through a bottleneck in her cultivation technique. Who gave you permission to trespass? Get out!"

Ji Ruxue's voice was clear and cold as ice, carrying the divine soul pressure of a Foundation Establishment stage expert that instantly swept across the entire area.

The several outer sect elders and dozens of law enforcement disciples who arrived all shivered.

They looked at the ruins, the disciples who had turned into blood mist, and the saintess whose face was flushed with an unusual blush, and exchanged bewildered glances.

"But... just now there was clearly the oppressive aura of a true dragon, extremely yang and powerful..."

The leading white-haired elder glanced suspiciously at Chen Changsheng, who stood behind Ji Ruxue with his head bowed and eyes lowered.

"This holy maiden, having fallen into demonic possession while cultivating the 'Crimson Phoenix Heavenly Demon Art,' used a secret technique to reverse yin and yang and break through the bottleneck. How could there be any pressure from a true dragon?"

Ji Ruxue's beautiful eyes narrowed, revealing a murderous intent. "What? Does this Holy Maiden need to report to you, an outer sect elder, to do what she wants?!"

"This old servant wouldn't dare! Your Highness, please calm your anger!"

Sensing the chilling killing intent emanating from Ji Ruxue, several outer sect elders were so frightened that they immediately knelt down.

The Demonic Sect has strict rules, and if the Holy Maiden wanted them dead, the Sect Master would not utter a single word.

"This place is filthy. This servant has inadvertently served as my protector, and from today onwards, he will be my personal sword attendant." Ji Ruxue glanced coldly at Chen Changsheng, then turned and left. "Clean up the bloodstains here. Anyone who dares to utter a word about the mass grave will suffer the same fate!"

"yes!"

Amidst the fearful yet bewildered gazes of the outer disciples and elders, Ji Ruxue transformed into a streak of red light and flew towards the Inner Sect's Saintess Peak.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng's lips curled up slightly, and he followed at a leisurely pace.

He knew that from this moment on, he had completely escaped the fate of being a lowly servant waiting to die, and had firmly established himself in the Hehuan Sect, this man-eating demonic sect.

Half an hour later, at the Holy Maiden Peak, inside the palace.

Ji Ruxue sat on the cold jade bed, gritting her teeth as she used her spiritual power to relieve the soreness in her waist and legs, while Chen Changsheng swaggered in and closed the palace door behind him.

"Chen Changsheng! Who gave you permission to enter without being summoned? Do you really think this Holy Maiden wouldn't dare kill you?!"

Ji Ruxue's beautiful eyes widened as she angrily rebuked.

Chen Changsheng was not afraid at all. Instead, he walked step by step to the cold jade bed and looked down at her beautiful but furious face.

Just then, in Chen Changsheng's mind, the system's notification sound, carrying an unparalleled allure, exploded once again:

[Ding! The 'Immortal Bloodline Fire Seed' within the body of the chosen woman Ji Ruxue has been detected to be extremely perfect!]

[Main Quest Hint: Successfully giving birth to the first generation of Immortal Clan offspring will grant the host the following god-level critical strike reward:]

[1. Divine-grade elixir: [Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Pill] (100% Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, ignoring any tribulation lightning shackles)!]

2. Supreme Immortal Bone: [Ten Thousand Year Great Luo Sword Bone] (Born as a sword immortal, sword energy spans ninety thousand miles)!

......

[3. The host will be 100% permanently synchronized, restoring the offspring's innate aptitude and all cultivation levels at birth!]

Heavenly Foundation Building Pill!

Ten Thousand Years of Great Luo Sword Bone!

It can even perfectly synchronize with the unparalleled talent of one's future son!

Looking at this row of god-level rewards, enough to cause a bloodbath in the cultivation world, Chen Changsheng's breathing instantly became heavy.

In this cultivation world where human life is as worthless as grass, strength and techniques are all meaningless; only immortality and invincibility are eternal!

And the shortcut to becoming stronger was right there in front of him, so real and tangible.

Chen Changsheng's gaze slowly moved down, finally settling on Ji Ruxue's flat, snow-white abdomen without an ounce of excess fat.

Feeling Chen Changsheng's almost scalping, wolf-like, aggressive gaze, the once aloof Saintess Ji Ruxue felt a sudden chill run through her body. Instinctively, she covered her lower abdomen, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment as she shrank back.

"What...what kind of look is that? You lecherous scoundrel, get out of here!"

Chen Changsheng smiled slightly, and instead of retreating, he pressed forward again, his slender fingers gently lifting the saintess's delicate chin, his voice deep and domineering:

"Your Highness, in the path of cultivation, one either progresses or regresses. For our bright future... shouldn't we start preparing to have a child?"