The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Soon, Ning Chen had used up the hundred lashes, delivering them in sets of ten. The soft whip, made of a special material, had excellent flexibility. It didn’t cause much pain when it struck, instead leaving a tingling sensation. The tassels at the end of the whip brushed against the skin, creating a tickling feeling.

Ning Chen wasn’t entirely satisfied with the hundred lashes. As a theoretical beginner, he felt that his strength and angles were lacking. However, based on the feedback, he had learned some lessons for improvement. Indeed, hands-on experience was the best way to improve. Those who only talked about it were always just armchair strategists.

Today’s sudden turn of events wasn’t because Ning Chen harbored any particular hostility toward the two women. Although being disturbed had put him in a bad mood, seeing the numerous replicable talents they carried had dissipated most of his anger. The reason Ning Chen acted this way was simply out of curiosity—he wanted to try it, plain and simple! As for who the person was, it didn’t matter. If Liu Ruoyan and Xu Qingyao had come earlier, they might have been the ones on the frame now.

Was it willful? Perhaps! But as the hidden MVP of the Qinglian Sect, wasn’t he entitled to do as he pleased?

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Compared to Ning Chen, who was still unsatisfied, Zhou Qin had no idea how she had managed to endure what this man had done to her. Her once beautiful eyes were now glazed with a misty haze. He was a devil disguised as an immortal! Zhou Qin would have preferred a whip that caused unbearable pain rather than this strange mix of numbness, itchiness, and occasional hot wax drops, combined with the faint fragrance in the room. She felt indescribably strange.

Plop!

Zhou Qin trembled again, her body’s fine hairs standing on end.

“Mmm~” Her muffled voice couldn’t form coherent words.

She regretted it. She shouldn’t have ventured into the forbidden area. Now, she didn’t even know where she was, and she was being humiliated like this.

“Aunt Qing, save me!” In her despair, Zhou Qin finally remembered she still had a trump card, though it wasn’t much of one. After all, she couldn’t rely on it for combat. However, no matter how much she called out in her heart, there was no response.

“How could this be?” Zhou Qin was puzzled. She instinctively looked down at her chest. The hot wax had pooled together, unable to cool and solidify due to the temperature. Like a clear spring flowing down a mountain or water flowing eastward, it all gathered in one place. Unfortunately, her unyielding “pearls” had become even more vibrant and prominent, something that had never happened before!

More than the shame of the scene before her, Zhou Qin felt panic. Wait, where was her cauldron (a reference to her spiritual tool or core)? Ignoring the strange sensations in her body, she frantically looked around and finally spotted the jade pendant on the table. She breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn’t lost, it was fine. No wonder Aunt Qing hadn’t responded—without physical contact, they couldn’t communicate telepathically. And if she appeared now, it would only complicate things further!

It had to be said that both the human and the spirit had thought of the same thing. Zhou Qin also felt that, in her current state, it wasn’t much different from being lost.

Seeing the girl suddenly become agitated and then fall silent, Ning Chen was baffled. What was going on? Had she been broken already? He hadn’t even started the main event. Noticing that the candles had burned past the critical areas, Ning Chen shook his head and decided to give her some time to recover.

“Mmm…”

Just then, a soft moan came from beside him. Finally awake? Ning Chen quickly walked over and sat down in front of the short-haired girl.

After a few breaths, Yu Hua slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the person right in front of her, she was momentarily stunned.

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Ning Chen couldn’t help but think that his face must be quite striking. He didn’t often look at it himself, nor did he pay much attention to it. It was probably the result of continuous optimization after his physique awakened. However, Yu Hua, as a former ancient cultivator, had exceptional composure. She regained her senses in an instant.

Her expression was cold, her voice icy. “Who are you, and what do you want?”

She had immediately sensed her current situation. Her condition was terrible, and her posture was utterly humiliating!

“What do I want? Who knows,” Ning Chen said with a light smile, raising an eyebrow as he leisurely stood up and walked behind the girl.

“You brought this on yourselves by disturbing me.”

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“You”? Was he referring to her and Junior Sister Zhou? Was that strange yet familiar sound earlier from Junior Sister Zhou? Disturbing him? Could it be that this person lived in the Demon Prison?

Even now, Yu Hua remained absolutely calm—until Ning Chen disappeared from her field of vision, and from the sound of it, moved directly behind her.

Now, she panicked. Not only did she dislike having someone behind her, but the cool breeze from behind made her realize what was about to happen.

Yu Hua’s voice immediately rose an octave. “Stop! I’m telling you to stop! Come to the front! Can’t you hear me?”

In her desperation, she even released a wave of killing intent, though it lacked the support of her spiritual power.

[You have been attacked by killing intent. 132 experience points deducted.]

Ning Chen: “???”

At first, he thought he had misheard. But after confirming it, he was stunned. How many years had it been? He hadn’t even lost a single drop of blood in the Demon Prison, and today that record had been broken?

Hey!

Ning Chen’s eyes darkened. His temper flared!

You want me to go to the front, huh? Well, I’ll go to the back!

Crack!

Ning Chen delivered a swift lash with the whip.

“Ah!” Yu Hua couldn’t help but cry out, though she quickly bit her lip to stifle the sound.

Humiliation and anger swept through her entire being. She, a former ancient Mahayana-stage cultivator, was now being treated so disgracefully!

Without hesitation, Ning Chen unleashed a rapid series of five lashes.

Yu Hua panted heavily, wanting to struggle, but her dear master, Xu Qingyao, had secured her even tighter. Her face was flushed red, and it was hard to tell whether she was more ashamed or furious.

“You wretch! Ah! I’ll definitely kill you!”

Yu Hua could no longer maintain her usual composure. The humiliation of being so close yet unable to see or predict what was coming was unbearable. The fear of the unknown spread through her heart, causing her body to become even more sensitive. Ning Chen’s attacks only deepened this fear, creating a vicious cycle.

Gradually, Yu Hua realized something was wrong. Her body was starting to feel... strange! Especially in those two areas, which were becoming increasingly swollen, as if something was about to burst forth. And her backside too...

“No, this can’t be!” Yu Hua’s expression turned panicked.

She was a former Mahayana-stage cultivator who had devoted herself to the Dao and severed all emotions. How could her body be reacting in such a vulgar way!

Seeing that she was sufficiently “prepared,” Ning Chen lifted the robe draped over his body and revealed his “dragon sniper.”

“Still so noisy!”

He thrust forward, aiming straight for the phoenix’s nest.

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