If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect quickly dropped his feigned smile of admiration.

His previously calm tone turned as cold as an ice blade covered in frost, every word filled with a suffocating, insane desire for control.

"It's such a pity. In this cruel world of cultivation where only fists and calculations matter, it is often those of you who are too clever who die the fastest and are the most vulnerable."

"You smart people have countless thoughts running through your minds every day, and you have far too many concerns and worries about your dignity."

"We can easily find a weakness in you and firmly grasp your vulnerability, ensuring you can never recover."

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect condescendingly pronounced the weaknesses in Lin Miaoyin's character.

He had absolute confidence in and fascination with his methodology, which was specifically designed to tame arrogant prey.

The last layer of pretense, the so-called reasoned surrender, has been completely and utterly exposed.

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect completely lost the leisure to continue engaging in such verbal sparring.

He no longer suppressed the immense demonic energy within his body, which belonged to the peak of the late Core Formation stage.

Thick, ink-like black spiritual energy gushed forth from every pore of his body without reservation.

This terrifying demonic energy rapidly condensed into a massive black mountain in mid-air.

With irresistible destructive force, it crashed straight down on the teetering woman at the bottom of the pit.

"Since you won't listen to my well-intentioned reasoning, I can only resort to the most primitive and direct method to make you fully face reality."

The young master descended step by step through the void, slowly and with an oppressive force closing the distance to his prey at the bottom of the pit.

The false rationality he saw in recruiting talent had been completely consumed by the greedy flames of viewing him as a top-grade furnace.

"Your painstakingly cultivated pure cultivation, the laughable dignity you desperately defend, and your extremely rare pure Yin body."

"From this hour onwards, you will have no choice but to obediently strip naked and submit to me."

Faced with the overwhelming and terrifying demonic pressure, and the foul language that completely cut off any way out.

Lin Miaoyin was forced to take three large steps back.

Her back slammed heavily against the cold, hard rock wall at the edge of the pit, leaving her with no more room to hide.

The potent poison of lust lurking deep within her meridians launched its fiercest counterattack under the intense stimulation of this foreign demonic energy.

A sickly, burning deep red quickly spread across the large expanses of her exposed skin.

Her rapidly rising body temperature plunged her brain into severe confusion, causing her to see countless double images of everything around her.

Just as her reason was about to be completely consumed by the poison and despair, a delicate face appeared uncontrollably deep in Lin Miaoyin's mind.

That was her junior brother, Mo Chengyue, whom she had always thought had died in some unknown corner.

That guy who always had a somewhat lazy smile, yet at the most dangerous moment, rushed forward without hesitation to shield her from the fatal blow of the righteous master's sword.

"If that foul-mouthed, biased guy were still alive."

"He'll probably be laughing at my current pathetic state while racking his brains to figure out a way to get me away."

Lin Miaoyin smiled bitterly and silently, her heart filled with immense sorrow.

The last vestige of emotion in her eyes transformed into an extreme resolve to rather shatter than surrender.

Her hands, covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, gripped the nearly shattered jade pipa even tighter.

She desperately mobilized the last bit of weak true energy she still had under her control in her dantian, silently reversing the originally smoothly functioning Great Circulation meridian network.

She wanted to forcefully detonate the Core Formation she had painstakingly cultivated for decades before the filthy hands of the Heavenly Demon Sect's young master touched her.

Even if it meant her utter destruction and eternal damnation, she would never allow that disgusting guy to touch her in the slightest.

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect finally ended his nauseating void walk, his feet firmly planted on the blood-soaked rubble at the bottom of the pit.

He stood less than three feet away from Lin Miaoyin, enjoying the supreme sense of power that came from having a genius under his feet.

Looking at the apex prey before him, who had completely lost all ability to resist and could only close his eyes in despair, awaiting his tragic fate.

The young master's tense defensive nerves, which had been on edge the whole way, finally relaxed completely.

With this overwhelming advantage, the protective demonic energy surrounding him, which had been so tight, experienced a brief period of relaxation and emptiness.

He tilted his head back and let out a smug, vulgar laugh at the night sky.

The right arm, encased in heavy black and gold armor, shot forward with a piercing whistling sound.

He formed his fingers into claws, his eyes filled with lewd lust, and was about to grab Lin Miaoyin's exposed, fair shoulders.

Just as the hand barely extended beyond the body's reach, the dark light that had been suppressed deep within Mo Chengyue's eyes, hidden within the formation, exploded completely.

Without any hesitation, he removed the energy lock that was suppressing the core of the formation.

He ignited the three top-grade Explosive Vajra Talismans, which had been charging up at their maximum power between his fingers, using his pure Yang True Essence.

These three precious talismans transformed into the most violent energy trigger that ignited the entire killing scheme, completely shattering the peaceful night within a ten-mile radius.

Just as the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect's black fingernails were about to touch Lin Miaoyin's tattered clothes, at the last moment...

A yellowish-brown spiritual light, mixed with earth-shattering power of thunder and fire, was like the eye of death suddenly opening in the depths of the dark night.

It suddenly burst out from a blind spot behind the young master, completely out of his sight.

This beam of light, carrying Mo Chengyue's long-planned killing intent, silently and fatally streaked through the tiny gap that had just appeared in the protective demonic energy.

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect sensed a fatal crisis the instant his protective demonic energy weakened. Without hesitation, he decisively abandoned the top-quality prey that was within his grasp.

His body twisted rapidly to the side, using the violent shockwave of the explosion to slide backward more than ten feet.

After being pushed away by the blast wave, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect felt his chest heave violently. He scanned the surrounding darkness, illuminated by lightning and fire, with a gaze full of apprehension.

He couldn't understand why his pre-arranged reconnaissance methods had no effect, and he couldn't fathom who had the audacity to intercept the Heavenly Demon Sect's prey.

Thunder and fire intertwined with billowing dust, and a strange, earthy-yellow light tore through the terrifying aftershocks of the explosion.

This powerful aura didn't even bother to pursue the retreating young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Instead, he stepped precisely into the blind spot created by the explosion, cutting straight into the deadly edge at the bottom of the pit.

The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect had just steadied himself by pinning his feet to the rubble on the ground, and his black and gold leather armor was still wreathed in blue smoke from the burning lightning.

His eye muscles twitched uncontrollably as he stared intently at the sudden flash of inspiration.

The scattered demonic energy around him regrouped in his large palm, ready to launch a thunderous counterattack at any moment.

Just as the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect raised his palm to unleash the deadly demonic energy, the earth-yellow spiritual light had already solidified completely beside Lin Miaoyin.

A broad, calloused hand firmly embraced Lin Miaoyin's waist, which was completely limp due to her severe injuries.

With overwhelming force, he pulled her into a warm embrace and forcibly took her away from that absolute dead zone covered in demonic energy.

At the same time, the newcomer's right arm flipped over, and the long sword was drawn, bringing with it a chilling, menacing flash of light.