In the dim, cavernous depths, the young girl clutched the thin fabric over her chest, desperately trying to protect the last of her chastity.
…Unfortunately.
Her bosom was simply too full; no matter what she did, every movement seemed unbearably provocative.
Even when she tried to adopt a distant, untouchable posture, in the eyes of others it looked like an invitation.
“Hehehehehe…”
A burst of grotesque laughter rang out before her, and three strange-looking men quickly surrounded the girl.
“Sect Master Feng, as long as you obediently hand over the sect leader’s ring, I’ll give you the antidote.”
The girl was none other than the newly appointed sect master of the Lingyue Sect, Feng Mingfei.
What the three odd men before her coveted was precisely the sect leader’s ring on Feng Mingfei’s right hand.
“My disciples are weak in cultivation. Even if you annex my Lingyue Sect, your sect’s strength will hardly increase…”
Sect annexations were common in Lingju Province, most often because a sect possessed some precious immortal artifact, spiritual treasure, or a unique pill recipe.
Powerful sects would swallow up those that were not particularly strong but had distinctive advantages, thereby enhancing their overall strength.
Feng Mingfei couldn’t understand it. Her sect was practically worthless. Why would the Shura Sect go to such lengths to annex it?
The square-headed man at the front gave a lewd chuckle. “Throughout all of Lingju Province, everyone knows that while the Lingyue Sect may rank low in cultivation strength, when it comes to beauties, if your Lingyue Sect dares to claim second place, what other sect would dare claim first?”
After the square-headed man finished speaking, the other two let out lewd snickers as well.
“Your sect’s disciples should obediently bear children for ours.”
The moment Feng Mingfei heard this, she instantly understood their true purpose.
From the very beginning, they had been after the female disciples of her sect.
If her disciples were to fall into their hands…
Feng Mingfei didn’t dare imagine the horrifying consequences.
Damn it!
Even if she had to die… she absolutely could not let their scheme succeed!
“Then let me protect the sect one last time with my life!”
With that resolve, Feng Mingfei began circulating her spiritual energy, prepared to fight to the death.
Suddenly.
A gentle voice sounded from behind.
“Do you know that stealing this sect’s leader ring is a grave crime?”
There was someone lying in ambush behind her as well?
That was the first thought that flashed through Feng Mingfei’s mind.
She turned her head and saw a man dressed in a snow-white robe… Perhaps it was because she had been staring at the three hideous members of the Shura Sect for too long, but the man before her now seemed so handsome he was practically dazzling.
Whether this white-robed man was friend or foe, he was definitely not from the Shura Sect.
After all, the Shura Sect would never accept a man with such exceptionally good looks.
“This sect leader’s ring was passed down to me by my late master…there’s no deception involved!” Feng Mingfei immediately shot back at his accusation.
“The position of sect master was handed to a disciple who’s only at the Gathering Spirit Realm?”
Xu Chengfeng felt his head buzzing.
Just what kind of absurdity was the previous sect master up to?
Xu Chengfeng still remembered when he ascended to the Divine Realm. Earth immortals had been as common as grass within his sect, and heavenly immortals as numerous as… ox hairs.
And yet in a mere ten thousand years, the sect he had founded had fallen to such a state?
He had anticipated that the sect might one day decline, so before his ascension, he had sealed a sliver of his divine soul within the sect leader’s ring.
When the holder of the ring harbored the resolve to die, it would awaken his divine soul.
In Xu Chengfeng’s imagination, the moment he was awakened would be amid a grand battle of immortals with tens of thousands of Heavenly Immortal experts besieging his sect, and at the most desperate juncture, the sect master summoning his spirit…
After which, under his leadership, they would stage a magnificent comeback.
He had envisioned countless scenarios of his awakening….yet he had never anticipated the situation before him now—
A current sect master at the Gathering Spirit Realm awakening him to deal with three opponents who were likewise only at the Gathering Spirit Realm.
“You’ve truly disgraced this sect.”
Xu Chengfeng rubbed his forehead helplessly.
He said this sect?
Feng Mingfei looked at the man before her, and a sudden realization struck her…
His appearance was exactly the same as the founding ancestor enshrined in Lingyue Hall!
Feng Mingfei had entered the sect at the age of three and knelt before the ancestor’s statue every day for morning prayers. She knew his face better than anyone.
Earlier, Xu Chengfeng’s sudden appearance had caught her off guard. Now that she had calmed down, she immediately recognized him.
“Y-You… are you this sect’s founding ancestor?”
Feng Mingfei’s tone instantly became far more respectful.
“You’re not completely foolish,” Xu Chengfeng replied with a faint smile.
“Sect Master Feng, what are you playing at over there?” The square-headed man took a step toward Feng Mingfei, smoothly drawing the ghost-headed saber from behind his back.
The instant the blade left its sheath, the temperature inside the cavern plummeted.
Along with the faint sound of ghostly wails, a strange and sinister aura began to spread through the cave.
Feng Mingfei’s expression turned grave. Dealing with the square-headed man alone was already difficult; if the three of them attacked together, she would stand no chance at all.
“Sect Master Feng must have gone mad, talking to thin air like that.” With each step the square-headed man took forward, Feng Mingfei felt the surrounding air grow colder.
Hearing his words, Feng Mingfei glanced strangely at the ancestor beside her. “They… can’t see you, Ancestor?”
“Anyone who is not a disciple of this sect cannot see me.” Xu Chengfeng cast a glance at the square-headed man. “This man is far too noisy. Deal with him first, then answer me.”
“Deal with him?” Feng Mingfei turned to look at the square-headed man.
Seeing her hesitate, Xu Chengfeng said, “I suppose it’s true. Handling three cultivators at your own realm is indeed making things difficult for you.”
Three?
Feng Mingfei stuck out her tongue. Just facing the square-headed man alone already felt overwhelming to her.
But seeing the ancestor’s expression, she felt it would be better not to let him know about such a trivial matter.
“Gather the spirit to guard the heart, return to origin and draw in the void…”
The ancestor suddenly spoke, and Feng Mingfei hurriedly steadied her mind.
This was the sect’s method for resisting possession by evil spirits. Feng Mingfei was puzzled, wondering why the Ancestor had suddenly brought it up.
She suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart, and then it was as though something had flooded her entire spiritual abode.
“Focus your mind. Do you wish for your soul to be utterly destroyed?”
The Ancestor’s stern voice suddenly rang out in her mind.
“Ancestor?!”
Feng Mingfei hurriedly looked around, but there was no trace of the Ancestor anywhere.
“Stop looking. Concentrate on protecting your spiritual sense. I have already attached myself to your body. If there is the slightest mistake, your spiritual sense will be crushed beneath my soul and erased from heaven and earth.”
The Ancestor has attached himself to my body?!
As the Ancestor’s soul entered her spiritual abode, Feng Mingfei’s body was filled with a strange sensation.
She could still clearly feel every sensation her body conveyed to her, yet the body that had once belonged to her was now moving on its own, completely beyond her control.
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