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

Chapter 15: Junior Nephew, Can You Refill It Again?
After the customary two-hour benefit for newcomers, Ning Chen finished his task. Aside from a light sheen of sweat on his face, he remained unaffected.

He was too practiced—these activities had become second nature to his body. He knew exactly how to exert effort efficiently while conserving energy.

As for the outcome, Ning Chen was satisfied.

Now, his physique panel displayed a new line:

[Physique 2: Crimson Sun Dragon Saliva Body (Purple Grade, +1000 experience points/day)].

When he tapped for details, the specifics had adjusted slightly from the original. What was once an attribute for absorbing Yang energy had shifted to absorbing Yin energy, transforming it into a dual-cultivation physique exclusive to men.

Though it remained dormant while he was in seclusion, the Dragon Saliva Fragrance effect still worked. It became more subtle and refined, retaining its power to evoke attraction in the opposite sex.

Ning Chen didn’t care much about the auxiliary effects. As long as it increased his daily experience limit, he was content. When he finally exited seclusion, he planned to convert accumulated experience into cultivation levels, multiplying it tenfold to crush all opponents. The specifics of the physique didn’t matter to him.

As he mulled over these thoughts, a soft moan interrupted him.

Ning Chen looked down and saw that his inexperienced but now initiated “dear senior aunt” was waking up.

He raised an eyebrow.

Given how proactive she had been earlier, he thought she might have some tricks up her sleeve. Yet, she fainted more often than Nangong Ling, repeatedly collapsing during the process.

Golden Core Perfection? Is that it?

In this aspect, she couldn’t hold a candle to Liu Ruyan’s stamina—though, to be fair, Liu Ruyan had honed her endurance over time, likely due to her natural talent for perseverance.

That said, Ning Chen had to admit one thing:

The Jade Water Serene Fragrance Body was truly extraordinary.

Unlike a stream, it was like a gushing river. The “moist” aspect described in its introduction wasn’t an exaggeration.

Through their deeper interactions, Ning Chen realized the voluptuous, mature body before him was a result of post-development growth. Back when he had last seen her, still imprisoned, none of her current traits matched his memories—except the signature purple hair.

“Ugh, I feel so full…”

Waking up, Xu Qingyao held her watermelon-sized belly, her expression uncomfortable.

She had prepared in advance, planting a special seal to ensure nothing would be wasted. It allowed only intake, no release.

The result? This mess.

Xu Qingyao, knowing she had reached her limit, tried to sit cross-legged and begin her cultivation. However, Ning Chen interrupted her with an indifferent tone.

“Don’t do that on my bed.”

His cold and handsome face made her chuckle wryly.

“What a little nemesis you are.”

Initially, she had intended to use her status as an elder to dominate him and make him hers. Instead, he taught her a lesson—no mercy, no room for negotiation.

Now, she was utterly under his thumb.

Shakily getting off the bed, Xu Qingyao found an empty spot to sit—coincidentally, the exact place where Liu Ruyan habitually cultivated after their sessions.

Suppressing her thoughts, she focused on activating her cultivation method.

Moments later, her enchanting fox-like eyes widened in disbelief.

So potent!

The spiritual nectar she had absorbed transformed into the purest energy the moment it touched her spiritual power, coursing through her meridians like a raging storm.

In just a few breaths, the hidden injuries she had accumulated over a century were completely healed. And this only consumed a fraction of the nectar she had stored—barely half a bottle’s worth, while she carried the equivalent of seven or eight bottles!

The excess energy didn’t dissipate; instead, it began forcefully pushing through her bottleneck.

Xu Qingyao finally understood why her senior sister spoke so highly of this “spiritual nectar.”

It truly was divine!

She had no time to think further and focused entirely on her breakthrough.

The spiritual energy in the stone chamber surged, triggering the dual-layered formation around them.

The formation ensured that the bed wouldn’t be affected and that the energy fluctuations wouldn’t spread outside.

Moreover, since Ning Chen was present, the heavenly laws mistook the breakthrough as part of the Supreme Pure Yang Saint Body’s progress.

This body’s cultivation was free of bottlenecks and tribulations, ensuring a safe breakthrough without heavenly punishment.

After observing for a while, Ning Chen grew bored. He had seen Liu Ruyan undergo the same process many times.

Opening his system’s entertainment features, he resumed watching anime, binging several episodes until the spiritual fluctuations subsided.

Closing his interface, he looked up to see Xu Qingyao standing.

Her radiant presence and natural grace reflected her transformation.

Even with his sealed cultivation, Ning Chen could instinctively tell she was different now.

Checking her stats, he confirmed it: Nascent Soul Stage, First Layer.

As expected.

…

Xu Qingyao inwardly examined herself.

Seeing the pure white, chaotic figure of an infant within her core, her face lit up with excitement.

This wasn’t a pregnancy—it was the classic sign of the Nascent Soul stage: the Spiritual Infant.

It was a manifestation of her essence, spirit, and soul. As her cultivation advanced, it would eventually grow to resemble a miniature version of herself.

Xu Qingyao’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.

Nascent Soul!

She had finally succeeded!

After twenty years of continuous failures, she fully understood the pivotal role the spiritual nectar had played in her breakthrough.

She had tried using Nascent Soul Pills before, but compared to this, they were mere drops in a bucket.

The barrier to the Nascent Soul Stage had been smashed apart by sheer force!

How powerful!

Even though she had only reached the first layer, most of the nectar’s energy went into shaping her Spiritual Infant.

The result? A perfect Nascent Soul.

Its divine glow and transparent nature were testaments to its perfection.

In the future, as her cultivation increased, her strength would far surpass ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Of course, achieving this perfection meant she would need exponentially more energy for each subsequent breakthrough. Normally, this would make her progress arduous.

But why worry when she had such an unorthodox cultivation method?

Xu Qingyao’s fox-like eyes sparkled with affection as she gazed at Ning Chen.

Her tongue lightly brushed her lips, and pink hearts seemed to dance in her pupils.

With graceful steps, she approached the bed, offering her ample “heart.”

“Junior nephew, could you refill me again?”