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

"Shameless lecher! Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself!"

Ji Ruxue glared at Chen Changsheng, but a blush that she herself didn't even notice flashed across her usually aloof and proud face.

However, Ji Ruxue knew very well that the absurdity of last night must not be exposed.

And Chen Changsheng, this suddenly appearing "peerless pure yang" expert, also had to stay by her side and keep a close watch on him.

"Enough with the nonsense, change your clothes and come with me to the Hall of Deacons!"

Ji Ruxue coldly tossed down a set of black, close-fitting clothes that symbolized a servant, gritted her teeth, and turned to walk out of the hall.

A moment later, Chen Changsheng changed his clothes and followed.

At this moment, he used the system to completely suppress the terrifying blood energy of the Pure Yang Overlord Body.

He appeared to be nothing more than a handsome but uneducated ordinary follower.

However, upon closer observation, one can discover that he moves with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, and there is an indescribable Daoist charm emanating from his body.

The two descended the long white jade steps of Saintess Peak, heading straight for the Deacon Hall.

The inner sect of the Hehuan Sect has always been a den of iniquity and a place that reveres the law of the jungle.

Ji Ruxue was dressed in red, and she deliberately used her spiritual power to conceal the soreness in her waist and legs.

That aloof and arrogant demeanor still attracted the fervent gazes of countless inner disciples the moment he appeared.

But when the surrounding disciples saw Chen Changsheng following closely behind the Holy Maiden, almost never leaving her side...

The initial admiration was instantly replaced by intense jealousy and hostility.

"stop!"

Just as the two were about to step into the Deacon Hall Plaza, a sinister voice suddenly rang out.

Three young men dressed in the robes of core disciples blocked the way with unfriendly expressions.

The leader was a burly man with a face full of scars, and his triangular eyes were filled with jealous rage.

It was none other than Wang Mang, an elite outer sect member and a lackey of the young master Li Tianhai!

"Wang Mang, how dare you block this Holy Maiden's path?"

Ji Ruxue paused, her beautiful eyes instantly turning cold.

The spiritual pressure emanating from the Foundation Establishment stage was faintly rumbling around him.

Wang Mang was forced to take a half step back by this oppressive force, but he quickly regained his balance.

He gave a forced, insincere bow.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger. How dare I be disrespectful to you? However... our Joyful Union Sect has strict rules, and Saintess Peak is a forbidden area. Since when has even this pale-faced male concubine of unknown origin been allowed to swagger around behind Your Highness?"

As he spoke, Wang Mang's venomous gaze swept fiercely towards Chen Changsheng.

"Kid, kneel down before me! Gouge out your own eyes, then crawl out the door!"

Wang Mang's spiritual power, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, erupted and transformed into a fierce, sinister wind.

It swept over Chen Changsheng like a tidal wave!

Faced with this oppressive force that could break the bones of an ordinary person.

Chen Changsheng stood still, not even lifting his eyelids.

However, in the void where no one could detect it, Chen Changsheng's Pure Yang Overlord Body only trembled slightly.

The so-called oppressive yin wind, the moment it touched three inches of Chen Changsheng's body, was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

It was instantly evaporated by the incomparably domineering pure yang blood energy.

The backlash came one after another!

"puff!"

Wang Mang, who had been so aggressive, suddenly turned pale.

Without warning, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his blood and qi surged wildly in reverse, and his meridians almost broke inch by inch!

He stared at Chen Changsheng in utter horror, completely bewildered by what had happened.

Before Wang Mang could even utter a sound, Ji Ruxue, who had noticed the commotion, had already made her move!

She thought it was Wang Mang's imposing aura that had injured Chen Changsheng.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light, and an extremely violent dark red demonic energy, like a dragon emerging from the sea, burst open in the void with a terrifying force that was like an overwhelming mountain!

"boom!!!"

Wang Mang, who was already suffering from the backlash of the Overlord Body and unable to move, could hardly withstand the angry attack of the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

His chest caved in.

He coughed up blood and flew backwards for dozens of feet like a kite with a broken string.

It crashed into and shattered a stone lion in front of the Deacon Hall!

Marble shards flew everywhere, and Wang Mang lay paralyzed in a pool of blood like a dead dog, unable to even scream.

A collective gasp of astonishment immediately filled the air.

The numerous disciples who were watching turned pale with fright.

No one expected that the usually aloof saintess would actually kill a follower today!

"He is mine, Ji Ruxue's man."

Ji Ruxue's red dress fluttered in the wind, and the terrifying pressure of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator crashed down like a mountain.

It forced everyone within a hundred feet to bow their heads!

"Anyone who dares to look at him with those dog eyes again, or harbors any wicked thoughts... will suffer the same fate as Wang Mang! Get out!"

The two lackeys didn't dare utter another word.

They lifted the unconscious Wang Mang and scrambled away, disappearing from sight.

With the storm subsided, Ji Ruxue suppressed her chill.

Somewhat awkwardly, she avoided Chen Changsheng's gaze and coldly snorted, "What are you looking at? This Holy Maiden is merely trying to prevent Li Tianhai's spies from breaking the rules of Holy Maiden Peak, not protecting you!"

Watching that proud yet fleeing figure in red.

Chen Changsheng stood there, stroking his chin, a hint of a smile flashing in his deep eyes.

This feeling of your own woman rushing to protect you while you're hiding behind and handing her the knife...

It seems to be quite good.

Leaving the Deacon's Hall, we entered the secluded bamboo forest leading to Saintess Peak.

The once clear sky suddenly darkened without warning.

A thick, nauseating stench of blood surged in the wind, transforming into a dark red cloud that blocked the path ahead.

"Hehe, I wondered who was making such a big show of power. It turns out to be Junior Sister Ruxue."