While Li Feng indulged in a night of debauchery with his newly-acquired apostle…

Somewhere else—

Inside a luxurious mansion, far grander than the Zhu residence.

Vast terraces stretched outward , circling a serene pond that shimmered under the moonlight.

The place felt less like a home and more like an imperial garden.

Under that tranquil glow, a strikingly handsome man walked slowly along the terrace above the water.

His long black hair cascaded freely down his neck.... yet instead of making him look careless, it only served to sharpen the elegance of his features.

His eyes were a deep, shadowy black.... though if one looked closely, a thin line of red flickered within, like a beast waiting beneath the surface.

Even beneath his black robe , the broad, and well-built frame of his body was unmistakable.

Suddenly, he halted his steps

In the quiet night, he murmured a low question, one that seemed directed at no one.

"…What are you doing?"

The moment his words faded, the air before him began to ripple and twist—like an invisible curtain being stirred by a hidden breeze.

From that distortion, a small, delicate white hand emerged, gently parting the unseen veil.

A seductive, mischievous voice echo out with it.

"Aha~ As expected of Brother Yan Moxuan. Even with a Rank 3 illusion talisman, you still manage to noticed me~"

A graceful young lady slowly stepped out from the illusion.

But her vibe and cloth was anything but graceful.

Her hair was styled into elegant twin buns, giving her a youthful charm that contrasted sharply with her bold outfit.

The black-and-gold embroidered robe she wore didn't bother hiding her cleavage between her ample, heavy breasts that bounced lightly with every step.

The high slit along her thigh revealed pale, shapely skin, rising dangerously close to her precious area as if purposely designed to tease a man's imagination.

Her face was dangerously enchanting with those purple bright eyes , lips curved, and expression playful enough to drive most men insane with desire.

But Yan Moxuan wasn't like those most men.

He didn't flinch or react when he saw this enchanting woman.

"You used a Rank 3 talisman for something like this? Hmph. What a waste of resources. You should have save them for the upcoming secret realm."

The woman paid no mind to his cold tone.

With her hands folded sweetly behind her back, she strolled toward him, each step accompanied by a faint, intoxicating fragrance.

"Don't worry, Brother Yan. This is just a little toy Grandpa gave me. I still have plenty more~"

Hearing her carefree tone, Yan Moxuan sneered lightly.

"Only someone like you, Yao Xin, would waste something like that for such a stupid reason."

Yao Xin twirled playfully on her heel, then placed a hand on her hip and puffed out her ample chest proudly.

"Hehe~ Who told me to have a doting and powerful Grandpa~?"

Yan Moxuan didn't want to bother playing with this vixen and said coldly,

"Whatever. It's good that you're here. I want to go through our plan and goals again… Where is Ye Mo?"

Hearing the name, Yao Xin froze and pouted.

"Hmph… that bastard is holding those.....banquet again."

Yan Moxuan frowned slightly at her words, a cold aura slowly emanating from him.

"…I told all of you to prepare yourselves, and not waste your energy on this ridiculous banquet again."

Yao Xin looked sad and pitiful at his reprimand.

"Don't blame me… I tried to stop them too, but… I guess their boredom has reached its peak after being stuck here for almost a month."

Trying to control his anger, Yan Moxuan's cold gaze sharpened as he looked at her.

"Aren't you the Holy Daughter of the Yin Devil Sect? How can you not even control your own men ?"

Yao Xin, who had appeared pitiful and helpless just moments ago, suddenly sneered at the question.

"Hmph! Those sluts don't respect me at all ! They're always in heat, and even the disciples from Fire Yang Sect can no longer suppress their desires which make it even more difficult for me to control them."

She then turned her gaze pitifully toward Yan Moxuan.

"And besides… I'm only a candidate, not a true Holy Daughter yet. Plus that bastard Ye Mo keeps fanning the flames, enticing them just because of his special physique…"

"..."

Hearing this,

Yan Moxuan clenched his fist and slowly walked toward the banquet place, his face unreadable while cold as ice.

Yao Xin, who had looked pitiful a moment ago, immediately twisted her expression into a mischievous smile, clearly eager to watch the chaos unfold and hurried to follow behind him.

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Soon, they arrived at a large door leading into the banquet hall.

Yan Moxuan casually pushed it open with one hand.

Creak....

The heavy door swung inward, revealing a dim dark shadow-filled room.

But to his eyes, everything inside was crystal clear.

And what greeted him was an even more debauched scene that he already saw once.

The vast hall that meant for receiving guests during grand occasions was now nothing but a den of indulgence.

Shadowy figures of naked men and women intertwined in tangled masses on the floor.

Beautiful young disciples both male and female were mixing their bodies together in the middle of the room without any shame.

He even saw a stunning naked woman surrounded by five men.

But instead of despair, she moaned loudly, trembling in delight as if overwhelmed by pleasure.

"Ahh~ Haa~"

"Ughh—!"

Thick heat, moans, wet sounds, and rough groans filled the hall, echoing against the stone walls.

Yan Moxuan ignored all of it and walked deeper into the hall, his expression remain cold and indifferent.

Soon,

He arrived before another door, one leading to an inner room.

Even though there a wooden wall separated them, he could hear the rough, strained moans of several women inside..... voices that seem to caught somewhere between bliss and pain.

Just as he was about to tear the door down—

Yao Xin quickly stepped forward and hurriedly knocked on it.

Knock!

Knock!

"Bastard Ye ! Get your lazy ass out here ! Brother Yan has called for a meeting !"

The moment her voice finished, the frantic movements inside abruptly stopped.

Then the door slid open and immediately a naked woman crawled out of the darkness with pale-faced while trembling with fear.

And Yao Xin recognized her instantly.

As she was one of the stronger female disciples she had personally brought from the sect.

But then, her expression twisted in anger and she stepped forward to kick the woman harshly.

"I told you not to be so greedy ! Look at you now....your foundation is practically ruined !"

The woman collapsed fully, unable to resist.

She looked completely drained of spiritual energy as her body limp like a discarded rag.

"S-Senior Sister…! Please spare me…!"

Yao Xin sneered coldly and raised her leg again, ready to deliver another kick straight to the woman's head—

But then,

A lazy voice drifted out from the room.

"Ahh… Sister Yao, give me some face and let her go. She have served me quite well, after all."

Slowly, a naked man stepped out.

He was handsome with those charming black eyes, obsidian hair, and a well-defined body.

But everything about him radiated the vibe of a shameless playboy.

He casually carried two seductive, naked women over his shoulders like sacks of potatoes.

Seeing this, Yao Xin's frown deepened.

She recognized both female disciples and could instantly sense it.... that their yin had been completely devoured.

Ye Mo, still smiling carelessly, suddenly froze when he noticed the tall figure standing behind Yao Xin.

Yan Moxuan was staring at him with a cold, murderous gaze.

"Ah—Brother Yan !"

Ye Mo immediately tossed the two drained disciples aside and opened his arms with exaggerated friendliness.

He didn't seem to notice Yan Moxuan's increasingly red, glowing eyes…

Or perhaps he noticed and simply chose to ignore it as he continued speaking.

"Did you finally decide to join the fun? And you came with Sister Yao… Ah! Don't tell me—"

He looked at Yao Xin's enchanting face and those alluring figure, then back at Yan Moxuan.

His eyes lit up with excitement.

"So we're finally getting a chance to taste Sister Yao together? The three of us? Wow, Sister Yao, so you actually—"

But before he finished his words,

A powerful hand clamped around his throat like a claw, lifting him off the ground in an instant.

"Ugh !"

Ye Mo choked, legs kicking the air weakly as he grabbed at the iron-like hand crushing his throat.

And a suffocating aura suddenly burst out from Yan Moxuan.

Even the joyous chaos in the hall abruptly stilled.

The moans and gasps died as everyone felt that terrifying pressure.

Then Yan Moxuan's cold voice cut through the silence.

"…I told you not to waste our force's energy on these useless banquets."

Right now, Yan Moxuan truly wanted to kill this bastard ..... and every single Yin Devil and Fire Yang disciple who couldn't control themselves.

He knew that both sects specialized in dual cultivation.... the kind that stole rather than mutually benefited each other.

Which cause their Yin and Yang energies to carried a devouring nature.

So that why engaging in this dual cultivation with each other like this between these two sect brought no improvement whatsoever in his view.

They only risked destroying themselves or weakening one another.

It was like drinking poison to quench thirst.

To Yan Moxuan, this entire debauched banquet was nothing but a stupid, self-destructive ritual weakening their forces.

And he couldn't afford that.

Not when the secret realm was about to open soon.

He was starting to regret bringing these degenerates at all .... but they were the only ones willing to accompany him.

Because the other proper demonic sect disciples refused to venture this deep into righteous-sect territory for such a small secret realm.

Only these lustful demons came eagerly, driven by their greed of devouring righteous disciple's Yin and Yang.

'…Should I just kill all of them and do it alone?'

The thought flickered through his mind.

But he suppressed it.

Because he needed them.....for now, for his own goal.

Meanwhile,

Ye Mo coughed, struggling to speak.

"C-Cough… Brother Yan, I didn't force anyone… they all volunteered—"

Grip.

Yan Moxuan tightened his fingers.

His hand sank into Ye Mo's flesh until he bleed.

A bit more strength, and he could rip Ye Mo's head clean off easily.

"I don't care. If I tell you to stop, you stop, understand?"

His eyes darkened, with killing intent rising like a tide.

Ye Mo also felt it...the rising killing intent and hurriedly forced out a hoarse apology.

"Y-Yes, Brother Yan… I won't do it again…"

Even though he was a rising genius of the Fire Yang Sect, born with a special physique and already taken in by a Grand Elder as his disciple, .... he still feared the man before him.

Not only because of the vast difference in strength between them—

But because the Divine Blood Sect was truly terrifying even by demonic-sect standards.

It is a ancient sect older than many current righteous sects themselves.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that even if all the demonic sects joined forces, they still wouldn't be able to touch a single finger of the Divine Blood Sect.

He still remembered his master's grim warning....

Despite being a Nascent Soul Venerable, the old man had sternly told him never to provoke the Divine Blood Sect and especially not their Twelve Emissaries of Divine Blood.

His master never explained the reason, but his expression at that time alone said enough.

He had simply ordered Ye Mo to behave like an obedient dog if an emissary ever gave him a command.

Yan Moxuan, hearing Ye Mo's attempt at excuses, didn't loosen his grip.

He forced down the urge to snap the man's neck and asked coldly.

"Then do you remember our goal?"

Ye Mo, still struggling to breathe, hurriedly replied,

"Y-Yes! We need to capture a female disciple from the Azure Moon Sect inside the secret realm!"

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