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

Chapter 89

Almost an entire day had passed.

Duanmu Yao was still wandering in the forest, and if she encountered any blood demons along the way, she would casually kill them.

Due to the spatial resistance, she, a first-level Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn’t even fly within the forest, which was somewhat embarrassing.

At first, Duanmu Yao was anxious to get out, but later she stopped worrying.

She discovered that even if she didn’t seek out the mountains, the mountains would come to her.

From time to time, one or two red monsters would actively charge at her, their greedy expressions making it seem as if she were some kind of rare delicacy.

For these creatures, Duanmu Yao would generously deliver a few punches so deliciously powerful that they would happily meet their ancestors.

During these occasional battles, Duanmu Yao also noticed something: these fiery red monsters were all thick-skinned and lacked any decent martial techniques or spells.

The only somewhat interesting aspect was their frenzied state, which came at the cost of losing their rationality.

As someone who also relied on physical strength, Duanmu Yao’s body was far more formidable.

When your greatest advantage is easily surpassed by your enemy, the battle becomes a foregone conclusion.

However, by holding back a bit, she could force those Nascent Soul-level monsters to enter their frenzied state, making them perfect sandbags for honing her combat skills.

After all, her purpose here was to exterminate these monsters.

She believed that the main force of the Qinglian Sect would soon find her.

…

Crack!

Suddenly, the sound of a dry branch snapping came from behind.

Duanmu Yao stopped in her tracks.

Had another fool found her?

Excited, she turned around.

But it turned out to be just a human girl. Judging by her attire, she was likely a female cultivator from another sect, though her hair color was a bit unusual.

What the…

Duanmu Yao was immediately disappointed, but she maintained her politeness, putting on a harmless, cute smile. “Junior Sister, which sect are you from?”

Junior Sister?

Yi Ya was momentarily stunned.

This little kid was calling her “Junior Sister”?

But she didn’t question it. Instead, she smiled and replied, “I’m from the Wendaozong.”

Her ancestors had told her that human cultivators liked to gather in groups, calling themselves this or that “sect.”

There was even a saying among them: “You don’t hit someone who smiles at you.”

If she acted friendly, the other party would let their guard down, and she could strike when the time was right, enjoying a good meal!

Yi Ya was already plotting in her mind.

“Huh? Wendaozong! Are you also a disciple of one of the Twelve Great Sects of Daxia?!” Duanmu Yao exclaimed.

“Ah? Ah, yes, that’s right.”

Yi Ya nodded awkwardly.

So, there really was such a sect?

Although Duanmu Yao remained cautious when encountering human cultivators, she no longer felt the same hostility as before, since they were all here to fight demons together.

Moreover, she was absolutely confident in her own strength.

“Then let me ask you, Junior Sister, do you know how to get out of here?”

“Of course, I just came in from the outside,” Yi Ya replied.

From then on, Duanmu Yao decided to let her lead the way.

She had already had her fill of fighting and didn’t care to communicate much with these monsters.

But if she could get out, she certainly didn’t want to stay here any longer.

As Yi Ya led Duanmu Yao through the forest, she casually tried to extract information.

“Senior Sister, you have a very strong scent of blood on you.”

She could smell the nauseating stench of her male kin on the girl.

“Hehe,” Duanmu Yao proudly lifted her little face and swung her fists in the air a couple of times, creating terrifying sonic booms.

“Keep it low-key, low-key. I just killed a few monsters, no big deal.”

Yi Ya sincerely praised her, “Senior Sister is truly impressive. May I ask your name?”

She knew how troublesome those muscle-headed brutes from her clan could be.

It seemed she had underestimated this girl.

Despite appearing to be at the Golden Core level, and even slightly lower than herself, she carried the scent of Nascent Soul-level blood.

Yi Ya felt no sorrow for the deaths of her clansmen.

Blood demons were inherently cold-hearted. Even her father’s so-called affection for her was merely a ploy to consolidate power within the clan.

She had always despised, even felt ashamed, to be associated with those creatures.

Even if this little girl told her that she had killed her own father, Yi Ya wouldn’t feel the slightest bit of grief. In fact, she might even be relieved that she wouldn’t be forced to choose a husband anymore.

“Me? I’m Duanmu Yao.”

“Senior Sister Duanmu?”

“My surname is Duanmu, and my given name is Yao,” Duanmu Yao explained, a hint of suspicion flashing across her face. “You’ve never heard of this surname? Aren’t you from Daxia?”

“Of course, I’m from Daxia,” Yi Ya quickly responded, sensing the subtle shift in tone. She then softened her voice, “I’m just… a bit surprised, that’s all.”

Hearing this, Duanmu Yao’s suspicion lessened.

Indeed, in Daxia, it was normal to react this way upon hearing the surname Duanmu.

“And you, Junior Sister? What’s your name?”

“Yi Ya. My name is… Li Yi Ya,” Yi Ya casually gave herself a human surname she had heard from her ancestors.

She silently repeated it in her mind and found it quite pleasing.

Good, from now on, she would be Li Yi Ya.

“Senior Sister Duanmu, what should we do now?”

“First, we need to get out and regroup with our respective sects!” Duanmu Yao replied without hesitation.

She hadn’t even seen a single fellow disciple yet.

“And then?”

“Then we exterminate all the demons, of course!” Duanmu Yao said matter-of-factly.

As someone who fell within the scope of “extermination,” Li Yi Ya wasn’t angry at all. Instead, she softly said,

“But the temporal rift usually doesn’t last very long. To wipe out an entire race, I’m afraid there isn’t enough time.”

Li Yi Ya didn’t believe that these human cultivators, no matter how strong, could achieve such a feat.

The strength of the temporal rift was determined by the power of those within it.

It was usually an entire major stage lower than the strongest individual.

At best, the human cultivators could only send Nascent Soul-level fighters, while her father and the three remaining elders of her clan were all at the Deity Transformation level.

If it came down to a real fight, there was no contest.

“If we don’t get out in time, we might be trapped here forever,” Li Yi Ya shared her thoughts.

Hearing this, Duanmu Yao grew anxious.

“That won’t do! We need to find the temporal rift first!”

Seeing that she had successfully led the other into her trap, Li Yi Ya subtly curled the corner of her mouth.

Then, with a mysterious tone, she said, “Senior Sister Duanmu, I happened to see the location of the temporal rift when I came in.”

“Where?!” Duanmu Yao urgently asked.

“It’s hard to describe the exact location, but I know the general area. At the time, I saw many monsters guarding it from a distance. They were too strong, and I was afraid, so I didn’t get close. After that, I just wandered around and ended up meeting you, Senior Sister.”

Li Yi Ya told the truth.

As the princess of her clan, she naturally knew the location of the temporal rift.

Previously, she couldn’t approach it alone, but with this seemingly extraordinary human girl by her side…

As long as she could get out, she could use her innate Blood Escape technique.

Even if there were Deity Transformation-level human experts outside, as long as a single drop of her essence blood remained, she could recover unscathed.

Then, using her Blood Transformation technique, she could roam freely.

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This little girl only needed to hold off those blood demons. Whether she lived or died was none of her concern.

Choosing not to suck her blood but to use her instead was already an act of mercy.

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