After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ying Yan laughed, raised his hand and killed another demon: "...I was too nosy."

Ning Yue withdrew his gaze, too lazy to kill such simple creatures one by one.

It instantly condensed into thousands of arrows, which were then fired one by one.

Fortunately, although there were many demons here, their ranks were not high, making it very easy for Ning Yue to deal with them.

A deafening roar echoed across the sky, the oppressive darkness making it almost impossible to breathe, and a dense aura of demonic energy surged forth from the folds of the clouds.

Ning Yue stopped moving, a primal sense of unease washing over her.

...This demonic energy.

He seems like a tough guy.

Several people stood ready on the outermost side of the barrier.

A strong gust of wind swept through, scattering the clouds and revealing a corner of the person's clothing in the middle.

A dense, overwhelming demonic aura swept over the area, somewhat similar to the first seat I encountered at the Fusang Sect.

Ning Yue pondered to himself that if they were to confront each other head-on with their current strength, they would definitely not gain any advantage.

The clouds have completely dispersed.

A demon with a charming face slowly descended from the sky.

Her eyes slanted upwards at the corners, and a distinctive little mole under her eyebrow made her face look even more captivating.

She raised an eyebrow at Ning Yue and the others, and said with amusement, "...As expected, there are cultivators among them."

"I was wondering why my men hadn't returned for so long? Were they all killed by you?" Her tone was dangerous.

Everyone watched her intently, wary of her next move, and no one responded to her words for a moment.

Ning Yue glanced at Duan Huailin without making a sound.

The formation has been repaired and can withstand most of the demons' invasion.

But it certainly couldn't withstand the attack from this seemingly powerful demon.

Ning Yue had already made up his mind, and frowned as he looked at her: "If I'm not mistaken, you're the second seat?"

She chuckled softly and looked at Ning Yue with admiration.

"Fine, in return, I can be the first to eat you."

Ning Yue: "..."

Shi Yinghan frowned, raised his sword and pointed it at her, his sharp edge revealed: "What did you say?"

The second seat's beautiful eyes casually swept across Shi Yinghan's face as she considered, "...Then I'll eat you first."

Shi Yinghan: "..."

I don't have time to waste on her nonsense.

After all, if they back down or are defeated, everyone here will be eaten.

A sharp sword light flashed, and with Ning Yue's current strength, he could completely see through Shi Yinghan's moves and style.

Shi Yinghan flashed to the side of the second seat with lightning speed, but the second seat only glanced at Shi Yinghan casually.

The next moment—

Shi Yinghan was slammed hard against the barrier and slid down to the ground.

Shi Yinghan's expression was tense as she casually raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

I thought I had a fighting chance, but I was defeated so easily.

Ning Yue glanced at Shi Yinghan, then raised her hand and bit her fingertip.

Bright red blood flowed from the cut on the fingertip, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Lu Qingyan frowned as she was about to heal her wounds: "...What are you doing, Junior Sister?"

Ning Yue dodged Lu Qingyan's hand and smiled slightly: "I have a plan."

She doesn't want to use it unless absolutely necessary.

Unfortunately, we really can't beat them now.

Since Ning Lian's blood could help her break free from some of the suppression of the pressure stone, she and Ning Lian shared the same bloodline.

If nothing unexpected happens, her blood should also help her senior brothers and sisters break free from the suppression of the pressure stone.

Ning Yue pinched his fingertips and shoved them into Shi Yinghan's mouth.

Shi Yinghan stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. A metallic taste filled his mouth, and blood stained the corner of his lips. He stared blankly at his junior sister.

What are you doing?

Ning Yue gave the order: "Swallow it."

Shi Yinghan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and she swallowed unconsciously.

Ning Yue turned around with satisfaction, without offering any explanation.

He slashed his own palm with his sword, causing the blood to flow even more freely, and then made the other senior brothers and sisters swallow it in the same way.

At first, Shi Yinghan was completely stunned and didn't react.

But now the others have realized what's going on and keep asking Ning Yue what he's doing.

After all, it seems a bit strange to suddenly feed someone else blood.

Ning Yue looked up at the second seat in mid-air. The smell of blood was already wafting up, and the expression on the second seat's face gradually changed.

He stared strangely at Ning Yue's bleeding palm.

Ning Yue: "Tsk."

"Why so many? Anyway, she has the highest combat power here."

Ning Yue directly forced them to swallow his blood.

Yang Fei, his face contorted in pain, stuck out his tongue, his mouth tasting strongly of blood: "Junior Sister, what are you doing?"

The second seatman became obsessed, still staring at Ning Yue's palm.

Si Tang has already tried it last time.

Ning Yue's blood seemed to have a strong attraction for these demons.

Once attracted by its own blood, it will relentlessly try to get close to Ning Yue and then take the opportunity to devour him.

Si Tang openly used force to try to kill Ning Yue, but Si Jin stopped her and killed Si Tang first.

Si Jin, on the other hand, tried to get close to Ning Yue, showing a docile and obedient side, and then took the opportunity to kill Ning Yue.

Ning Yue saw it all clearly; his goal was simply to obtain her flesh and blood.

After feeding everyone, she immediately wrapped her hands in layers and ran to Jiang Yishen's side.

"Please heal my wounds, and quickly!"

Jiang Yishen immediately began treating Ning Yue's injuries without saying a word.

Ning Yue hadn't said anything, but he was already planning to go and help her with the treatment.

Jiang Yishen's treatment progressed very quickly, so quickly that even he himself felt something was amiss.

...He just healed someone else's wounds, was he that fast?

Ning Yue's hand healed quickly, leaving no trace of the scar.

It is perfectly intact.

Jiang Yishen frowned, looking at his palm: "...Is something wrong?"

Ning Yue chuckled, knowing that it was his blood that was working.

It looks like it really works.

Yang Fei stared at his body in disbelief: "No way? I can break through to a higher realm in the lower realm? Am I that amazing?"

"It shouldn't be." Song Yishi glanced at him, "...it seems more like his strength has returned."

Duan Huailin nodded in agreement. His feelings were the most direct; the power of the formation had visibly increased.

Shi Yinghan felt the power within her body surging, then, remembering something, she suddenly looked at Ning Yue—

He suddenly remembered that Si Jin wanted Ning Yue's blood.

When the junior sister woke up, she explained that her blood seemed to have some attraction for the demons.

I never expected my junior sister's blood to have such an effect; no wonder the demons are so obsessed with it.

Thinking of this, Shi Yinghan took a deep breath.

But this is useful not only to demons, but also to cultivators.

What if someone with ulterior motives discovers the secret of Junior Sister's blood? Wouldn't that be...?

Ning Yue noticed Shi Yinghan's hesitation and gave him a reassuring look.

He made no attempt to hide it: "My blood can help others break free from the suppression of the realm-building stone and improve their cultivation level."

! ! ! ! !

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

What?!

Achieve a higher realm!?

My first reaction was disbelief; how could such a thing happen!

But the increased power within his body was real and undeniable.