The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

27: It's a Man??



In a private room, Yan Wangxing sat by the window, the table before him filled with delicacies and fine wine. His arms rested on the seat, each embracing a charming beauty, truly enjoying the pleasures of life.

 

“My lord, would you like to taste the fine wine first, or would you prefer to taste this humble servant?” The blue-clad beauty on his right leaned against his chest like boneless jade, giggling coquettishly.

 

“Both the beauties and the wine, this lord wants to taste them all.” He joked, pinching the soft, smooth waist.

 

The beauty glared at him coyly, “My lord is truly greedy~” She smiled, raising a wine cup with her jade-like hand, tilting her head back to drink the wine, then leaning forward to kiss his lips.

 

Yan Wangxing drank this cup of wine tainted with rouge, his face showing a slight flush. The two beauties in his arms giggled again, their sleeves fluttering as they moved away, their red-gauze-covered shoulders falling to the ground as they began to sing and dance……

 

As the night deepened and the music paused, Yan Wangxing drained the last drop from his cup, tossing the beauties to the ground and throwing down several hundred gold and silver coins.

 

The two beauties scrambled to pick up the money, almost coming to blows.

 

“Bring me all your most beautiful, most accommodating girls,” he said, his voice slurred with alcohol as he propped up his chin.

 

Hearing this, the madam pushed open the door, smiling obsequiously, “Oh my, sir, please wait a moment. I’ll bring you all the most charming girls in the house right away!”

 

Soon after, the madam brought three gorgeously dressed girls. They were of varying heights and builds, but each more ethereal and beautiful than any other girl in the house.

 

The beauty on the left had a strikingly beautiful face with a rare air of heroism, the one on the right had a unique, cold and otherworldly aura, and the last one looked fair, pretty, and cute. Yan Wangxing’s gaze swept downward, and his expression immediately changed.

 

“You, forget it. This lord doesn’t like children.” He waved his hand disinterestedly, the disdain in his eyes barely disguised.

 

Chu Sang had just withdrawn her puppet talisman when she heard these quite insulting words. “……”

 

Her fists clenched. She was just underdeveloped, this dog of a Demon Lord really had no taste.

 

“You two look quite good, stay.” Yan Wangxing’s eyes flashed with interest.

 

Unable to restrain himself, he stood up and walked directly in front of the two, his gaze sweeping over Tantai Ming several times. He even reached out his lecherous hand to pinch the full curve, “Tsk, truly top-grade.”

 

Because he was afraid his disguise would be seen through, Tantai Ming had specially added two buns. “……”

 

Damn it! Later, he’d chop off this Demon Lord’s right hand himself!!

 

Yan Wangxing then walked up to Mo Qingchen. The male protagonist’s face was undoubtedly cold and otherworldly, the book’s visual standout. Especially that inherently aloof and indifferent look in his eyes, as if viewing all things as straw dogs, untamed, as if looking down on everyone in the world, indifferent to everyone…… Oh, this arrogant little temper simply made Yan Wangxing even more fascinated.

 

Yan Wangxing tilted up Mo Qingchen’s chin with one hand, licking his lips, “A bit flat, but the looks are top-grade. This lord just loves taming wild horses like you. When you cry out later, it will surely be soul-stirring!”

 

Mo Qingchen’s face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his gloomy gaze almost murderous.

 

Seeing that he was about to lose control and draw his sword, Chu Sang quickly stepped forward, pouring a cup of wine and offering it, “My lord, haste makes waste. Why not drink this heartwarming cup of wine first, then let the two sisters accompany you for some real fun!”

 

Yan Wangxing was indeed impatient. He snatched the wine cup, tilted his head back to drink it, then “Clang—” threw the cup to the ground.

 

He reached out to embrace Mo Qingchen’s waist, even affectionately tapping his nose with a finger, “Little beauty, sleep with me tonight, and this lord will surely cherish you……”

 

The response was the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed—

 

“You’re seeking death!” Icy cold to the extreme.

 

The moment he heard the “beauty” before him speak, Yan Wangxing’s eyes widened for an instant, his face twisting.

 

Damn it, a man??!

 

His face suddenly changed as he dodged the attack, then saw the beauty beside also tearing off her dress and drawing a sword, revealing a tall male cultivator.

 

“F*ck, this is really disgusting!” Tantai Ming’s skin crawled as he unleashed his sword energy, hacking wildly at Yan Wangxing’s right hand.

 

Even though Yan Wangxing was drunk, he now realized that he had been tricked by these people!

 

Truly damnable!

 

“So you’re disciples of the Eight Great Sects. With just you few, you think you can capture me?” He sneered disdainfully, his smile arrogant.

 

His full demonic energy directly sent the two flying!

 

Having his gentle dream shattered and being disgusted by two men, Yan Wangxing was truly furious. But still wary from the last time he was hunted by the Eight Great Immortal Sects, he figured these disciples were probably just scouts sent by those sects, with reinforcements behind them.

 

Unwilling to linger in battle, he waved his hand to repel the two, then transformed into a cloud of black demonic energy, breaking through the roof, intending to escape.

 

However, just as he flew into the air, he was blocked by a barrier. Dozens of sect disciples arrived below. Yan Wangxing narrowed his eyes dangerously—Well, well, these people had set up an ambush early, even setting up an array in advance?!

 

Behind him, Tantai Ming and Mo Qingchen, swords in hand, gave chase.

 

Chu Sang quickly transferred all the irrelevant ordinary people outside the building, where Eight Trigrams Sect disciples had already set up a teleportation array. Once activated, it transported these people to safety.

 

The Demon Lord’s strength was evident. Even with Mo Qingchen and Tantai Ming joining forces, they could only resist for a moment or two. Although disciples from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect helped on the side, the disparity in strength was too great, and they could only barely hold him back for a moment.

 

Yan Wangxing had originally wanted to leave quickly to avoid dealing with those old fellows from the immortal sects, but after some back and forth, he was angered by these ants. Why not end it quickly and kill them all!

 

As for this broken array, he, the great Demon Lord, could break it by force!

 

“A bunch of annoying ants. Since you’re seeking death, don’t blame this lord for being merciless!” Yan Wangxing’s palm gathered an increasingly large ball of dense demonic energy. His once handsome and deep features became somewhat twisted and terrifying due to his ferocious expression.

 

The disciples were on high alert. The demon race and the cultivation world had been openly and secretly at odds for over ten thousand years. The demon race had invaded the cultivation world several times, and although they were defeated each time, they still refused to mend their ways.

 

But even so, the cultivation world had never actively gone to the demon realm to slaughter demons, precisely because demonic energy was extremely damaging to cultivators’ bodies.

 

Under the same cultivation level, a cultivator might not necessarily be able to seriously injure a demon, but a demon could easily seriously injure a cultivator!

 

Not to mention the huge gap in realms between them. Yan Wangxing’s move could easily annihilate everyone.

 

However, just as Yan Wangxing had gathered half his power, it suddenly “Bang!” fizzled out.

 

Not only were others shocked by this sudden turn of events, but even Yan Wangxing himself was stunned.

 

What-what’s going on?

 

He frowned, trying to gather his power again, but found his body limp, unable to exert even a bit of strength.

 

A cold, sharp sword light from Mo Qingchen slashed towards him. He couldn’t successfully dodge and took a sword to his back, oozing thick black-red blood.

 

“……” Yan Wangxing looked at his hands, trembling with anger all over. What had happened to him??!

 

“Demon Lord, was this spring night unforgettable?” 

 

Chu Sang smiled at him, sweet and harmless. “How was the flower wine I personally brewed?”

 

“Wine? You…… actually used a trick!” 

 

Yan Wangxing finally remembered the cup of wine he had drunk earlier. These damnable cultivators must have done something to it, but why couldn’t he detect it??

 

Sixth Senior Brother’s pill-refining skills might be questionable, but his poison-making ability was beyond doubt.

 

This was a special bone-softening powder that Mu Chihuai had spent two and a half years developing. Colorless and odorless, it disappeared when mixed with water.

 

It was so effective that even he couldn’t detect it, let alone a Yan Wangxing drunk on wine and lust.

 

However, this bone-softening powder needed some time to take effect. Originally, this time wouldn’t have been enough, so Chu Sang had specially brought Mo Qingchen and Tantai Ming to engage him, to make him move around more and let the drug take effect faster.

 

The disciples of the Eight Great Sects all drew their swords, intending to kill this evil demon. Qin Xixue tried to retreat under the cover of the crowd, but was seen by Shang Ziling nearby, who grabbed her. “Where are you going? Are you trying to run?”

 

“I- I’m not running……” Qin Xixue stammered, looking very suspicious.

 

Shang Ziling frowned and said sternly, “If you’re not running, why are you retreating?”

 

“I’ve been watching you for a while. You’ve been dodging and hiding from the start, acting strangely, and now you’re trying to sneak away. Aren’t you a sword cultivator from Tianyan Sect? How can you be timid at a time like this!”

 

This commotion was quite noticeable.

 

“It’s you!”

 

Yan Wangxing also saw Qin Xixue in the crowd, his face full of disbelief. “You’re a disciple of the Eight Great Sects??”

 

Seeming to realize something, his eyes turned blood-red as he gritted his teeth, “So you were in cahoots with these people! Your previous chance encounter with me was pre-planned, wasn’t it? Just to lure this lord here to be ambushed by the immortal sects!”

 

“I……” Qin Xixue hurriedly tried to explain.

 

Chu Sang jumped in first, “That’s right, that’s right. Thanks to Little Junior Sister. If it weren’t for Little Junior Sister’s help, we couldn’t have caught you so easily!”

 

She grabbed Qin Xixue’s hand like a close sister, meeting the girl’s incredulous gaze with a gentle smile. “When we return this time, the sect will surely reward Little Junior Sister well. I wonder how many heavenly treasures they’ll give. I’m so envious!”

 

Qin Xixue gritted her teeth in anger. Who was her little junior sister? Just a waste who had long been expelled from the sect, yet daring to claim kinship with her?

 

Yan Wangxing became even more convinced of his suspicions. Enraged, his hateful gaze seemed to pierce Qin Xixue like a hedgehog. “You dare deceive this lord!?”

 

Qin Xixue was at a complete loss for words. No matter what she said, Yan Wangxing wouldn’t believe her now.

 

The thing he hated most in his life was betrayal and deception!

 

“You think you can trap this lord like this? Truly foolish to the extreme!” Yan Wangxing seemed to laugh from extreme anger. “A bunch of Foundation Establishment and Golden Core ants, wanting to kill this lord is simply a pipe dream. You will pay for your foolishness with your lives!”

 

“Not good, he’s trying to self-destruct!” Ling Yu’s face suddenly changed as he tried to stop him, but couldn’t approach even half a step.

 

Yan Wangxing formed a huge vortex with his body, countless black demonic energy swirling around him. His body, having absorbed too much demonic energy, swelled several times its size, his skin rapidly expanding and turning bright red, blue veins almost bursting out!

 

“Sect reinforcements are coming quickly. We must hold him back as long as possible!”

 

“We don’t have the power to hold him back, and if he wants to self-destruct, this array can’t stop him at all!” Lin Jing’s face was full of terror.

 

Everyone was on high alert, but at a loss, sweating profusely with anxiety.

 

Chu Sang remained relatively calm. She still had a teleportation talisman and could directly take her two senior brothers away.

 

She had no real connection with the Eight Great Sects, and her only association was not a very good memory. But… who told her to be a good person? Consider it helping the foolish sects gain some points.

 

At the moment of the demonic energy explosion, everyone hurriedly escaped the barrier.

 

The demonic energy was trapped within the barrier, crashing about wildly.

 

The barrier teetered on the brink of collapse. In just a few breaths, spider web-like cracks appeared.

 

It couldn’t hold for long.

 

Once the demonic energy leaked out, forget about them, the entire city would turn to ruins.

 

“This barrier won’t last long. It needs to be repaired,” Chu Sang said.

 

“Repaired?”

 

Lin Jing angrily said, “What joke are you making? This is a high-level array. How can it be repaired just like that?”

 

“Even if it could be repaired, don’t you see how fast that demonic energy is destroying it? How could our repair speed possibly keep up with the barrier’s damage speed??”

 

“So even array geniuses have things they can’t do,” Chu Sang said, looking surprised.

 

Lin Jing’s face immediately turned red with shame and anger. “So what if I can’t do it? No one in this world can do it!”

 

“What if I could do it?” Chu Sang asked in return.

 

“Hah, if you could do it, I’d kneel down and call you grandfather!” He sneered.

 

Chu Sang looked disgusted. “Please don’t. I don’t have such an unfilial descendant.”

 

“You—”

 

Having rendered the young man speechless, Chu Sang felt quite satisfied. She immediately became serious and walked to the front of the array.

 

“Everyone, stand back,” she said. “I’m about to show off.”

 

Everyone: “??”

 

Before they could react to what she meant, they saw the girl’s slender fingers flying, moving so fast they left only afterimages. She quickly made dozens of hand seals, placing them respectively on the damaged parts of the barrier.

 

Then, she drew out a talisman paper and on the spot drew an enhanced version of the Vajra Talisman, attaching it to the array’s eye—increasing the barrier’s defensive power fivefold.

 

The Eight Trigrams Sect disciples widened their eyes. The hand seals she had just made were their sect’s runes!

 

“When did you learn our sect’s runes?” Lin Jing cried out strangely.

 

“When you were setting up the array earlier, I took a couple of glances. Didn’t I just learn it?” Although Chu Sang wanted to be modest, this was simply the truth. Geniuses are always lonely.

 

Lin Jing’s eyes widened, his finger trembling, unable to say a word. This…… how was this possible??

 

This wasn’t an ordinary array, but a high-level array developed by their sect’s grand elder. Even when he had learned this array, it had taken a full three months, and only after failing ten times did he barely succeed once.

 

But this woman had memorized such abstruse and complex runes with just a glance……

 

Nearby, Cui Xiu was lost in thought. His gaze fell deeply on Chu Sang. Which sect was she from? He had never heard of such a figure.

 

Lin Qi didn’t understand these talisman cultivators’ complex thoughts. He only cared about this matter, asking anxiously, “So did we succeed? Is that Demon Lord dead?”

 

“It was merely an avatar. Yan Wangxing’s true body is still in the demon realm,” Chu Sang said calmly.


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