I manage female characters in all the heavens.

He subconsciously activated his divine eye and carefully examined Yin Feng Gui Mu and Hong Ji.

A moment later, his expression suddenly changed, and he was terrified!

"Um?!"

To his surprise, he discovered that there were absolutely no traces of magical control on these two demons!

There was no contractual mark binding the soul, no seal suppressing cultivation, and not even the simplest restriction to prevent servants from turning against them!

In other words, these two demons obeyed Nie Xiaoqian's orders so obediently, entirely out of their own free will, or rather, out of pure fear!

Without any means of control, relying solely on sheer intimidation, how could a tiger demon who had killed many people and a vengeful red-clothed ghost filled with resentment be so obedient?

Duanmu Xingyun's gaze towards "Nie Xiaoqian" suddenly changed.

He was quite shocked and asked in astonishment, "Miss Nie...you didn't use any spells or restrictions to restrain them?!"

Nie Xiaoqian blinked and shook her head innocently: "No, I haven't learned any control techniques. I just beat them up and made them submit, so I kept them with me."

She paused, tilted her head, and asked with an innocent look, "Is there a problem with this? Does everyone have to use spells or restrictions to subdue demons?"

Duanmu Xingyun: "..."

If you don't use tricks, why should you expect demons and monsters to listen to you?

His lips twitched slightly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Once you've defeated them... then keep them with you...

Without any spells or contracts, just sheer overwhelming power, how did she manage to make a tiger demon and a red-clothed ghost follow her so devotedly?

In all his years of cultivation, this was the first time he had ever seen someone subdue demons and monsters in such a... simple and brutal way.

It's simply unimaginable what kind of suffering this demon and ghost must have endured to become so obedient to this Miss Nie!

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again, looking at the pitiful Yin Feng Ghost Mother and Hong Ji with pity, his murderous intent vanishing.

They were already in a terrible situation, and he felt really bad about continuing to beat them up.

Finally, he looked deeply at "Nie Xiaoqian," sighed deeply, and his tone was filled with a mix of emotion, helplessness, and... a hint of admiration.

“Miss Nie…you are indeed…no ordinary person.”

"However, it's absolutely impossible without spells and restrictions. How about this, I'll teach you a method of control."

"But as you know, sect secrets are never passed on to outsiders. If you want to learn this spell, Miss Nie, you will have to become a disciple of my Danyang Sect. I wonder if Miss Nie is willing?"

"Since we've met today, it must be fate."

"You have good talent, but you don't have any sect's inheritance. It's very dangerous for you to travel the world with broken magic weapons you picked up. Demons and monsters like to eat people like you. They are all great tonics for them."

"Although my Danyang Sect is not a prominent sect, it still has some strength, enough to protect you before you grow up. I suggest you consider it carefully."

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned. Could there really be such a good thing?

I hadn't even figured out how to ask to become your apprentice, and you've already taken the initiative to ask me to become your disciple...

There's no need to even think about it, I have to wholeheartedly agree with you!

She rushed to Nie Yan, pulled him close, and, in front of Duanmu Xingyun, grasped his hand, tears welling in her eyes:

"Father, did you hear that? I have a sect now, so you don't have to worry about me being coveted by demons and monsters anymore!"

"Waaaah, my poor father! You can finally put down your worries about me and go on to be the Vice Minister of Rites!"

Duanmu Xingyun was shocked upon hearing this: "Your father is the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites?!"

Is he such a high-ranking official?!

"Nie Xiaoqian" immediately took out the imperial edict and showed it to him.

After reading the imperial edict, Duanmu Xingyun confirmed Nie Yan's identity as the Vice Minister of Rites. He was both surprised and delighted, and fell into deep thought.

Nie Xiaoqian has a father who is a high-ranking official of the third rank, with a powerful background and a destiny directly linked to the dynasty. Therefore, she cannot enter the sect as casually as ordinary disciples.

At the very least, an auspicious day must be chosen so that the sect leader can personally accept the disciple, hold an altar to worship Heaven and Earth, and grant the disciple the status of a true disciple, in order to receive this wave of human fortune.

Otherwise, the bad luck will backfire and bring misfortune instead of fortune.

Taking on apprentices is a very serious matter in this world, as it is linked to one's destiny, fortune, and so on, and cannot be done carelessly.

He quickly came up with an idea.

He smiled broadly at "Nie Xiaoqian" and said, "Xiaoqian, I don't know if you and your father are busy, but would you like to come with me to Danyang Sect for a visit when you have time?"

Even in his daze, Nie Yan subconsciously wanted to say no.

But his obedient daughter stopped him from speaking and answered "yes" for him.

Father, you wouldn't want your invincible daughter to transform into a world-destroying demon and slaughter all living beings in a fit of rage because she can't cultivate to immortality, would you?

Chapter 180 The scene the tree demon dared not handle, I'll handle!

Duanmu Xingyun acted swiftly and decisively. He glanced at the dazed, puppet-like crowd, then at "Nie Xiaoqian," and resolutely said:

"In that case, there's no time to lose. I'll first teach you the art of the contract. Once you've subdued this tiger demon and the vengeful ghost, we'll set off immediately!"

“Okay!” A perfectly measured hint of excitement and gratitude flashed in Nie Xiaoqian’s eyes.

Duanmu Xingyun didn't mince words and immediately recited a profound incantation and mental technique, accompanied by simple hand seals, teaching Nie Xiaoqian how to use her own essence and blood as a guide to plant a restriction in the target's soul or origin.

This method is not profound, but its strength lies in its stability. Once planted, if the subject harbors any rebellious thoughts, the caster will sense it and can easily obliterate their soul through the restriction.

Nie Xiaoqian already possessed strong spiritual cultivation and exceptional comprehension; Duanmu Xingyun only explained it once, and she had already fully grasped it.

She immediately walked up to Yin Feng Gui Mu and Hong Ji, forced out two drops of blood essence from her fingertips, drew two blood-red runes in the air, and with a soft shout, sent them into the space between their eyebrows.

"Your Majesty..." Yin Feng Gui Mu and Hong Ji trembled in unison, not daring to resist in the slightest, allowing the runes to penetrate deep into their souls.

Suddenly, they felt as if an invisible shackle had been placed deep within their souls.

They knew that from this day forward, their lives would truly be in this man's hands.

However, even without this restriction, their lives were already in King Nie's hands.

Having witnessed Nie Xiaoqian's demonic power that day, and the divine power of that earth-shattering sword strike just now, they had long since concluded that Nie Xiaoqian was a peerless demon who played with the mortal world, whose power was probably no less than that of the Black Mountain Demon.

Faced with such an existence, they originally couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance. But this time, being bound by the restriction, they actually felt a sense of relief because they were completely tied to this powerful figure.

The restrictions have already been placed; we can't just abandon them, can we?

Seeing that "Nie Xiaoqian" had handled everything, Duanmu Xingyun nodded in satisfaction, pleased with "Nie Xiaoqian's" outstanding talent.

Without further delay, he made a hand seal, and the flying sword hovered, suddenly enlarging and steadily supporting him and Nie Yan as they jumped up.

Nie Yan was in a daze at the moment and was supported by Duanmu Xingyun.

"Miss Nie, follow me!" Duanmu Xingyun instructed, and then his sword light shot into the sky.

Nie Xiaoqian claimed that she had only mastered the basics of sword control, and Duanmu Xingyun believed her. Naturally, he couldn't let her, who was still a novice, carry people in flight—that would be too dangerous—so he had to carry them himself.

"Nie Xiaoqian" smiled slightly, and without her making any move, the silver-white Demon-Slaying Sword flew to her feet on its own, carrying her along with ease.

Although her sword control technique was fake and couldn't amplify the flying sword or create sword shadows, at least the basic flight function was fine. Combined with her own martial arts skills, she could easily fly like that.

Duanmu Xingyun's lips twitched involuntarily as he watched her so-called sword flight.

"Miss Nie said that she had only mastered the basics of sword control. It turns out that she was not being modest. This kind of sword flight with no technical content at all, without even using a basic wind control spell, is unbearable even among beginners."

"Even so, she was able to fly steadily and keep up with my speed. Her talent is truly one in a million and rare in the world."

Duanmu Xingyun sighed inwardly: "Such a talented disciple, it's a pity that my Danyang Sect didn't encounter her earlier. If she had received the sect's careful cultivation from a young age, I can't even imagine how strong she would be now. She would probably be no less than me."

Alas, the golden time for cultivating and laying a foundation has been missed. The level that could have been reached in ten or twenty years may now take forty or fifty years.

What a sin!

The Yin Wind Demon Mother transformed into a gust of yin wind, closely following the sword light, while Hong Ji once again hid inside the golden hairpin, carried by Nie Xiaoqian.

Of course, the sealed and suppressed zombies were also collected by Duanmu Xingyun using a special magical artifact and taken back to Danyang Sect for disposal.

The five people transformed into streaks of light and vanished into the sky in an instant, leaving behind only a desolate military camp and a group of dazed survivors.

……

After they left, the military camp became deathly silent. Everyone was in a daze, sitting on the ground in a daze.

Suddenly, a ripple like water spread across the dim sky.

Immediately afterwards, a dimensional portal, its entire surface shimmering with a seven-colored halo, opened silently.

A figure stepped out from the door.

She had a graceful figure, wearing a well-tailored emerald green dress that accentuated her breathtaking curves.

Unlike the aloof and stunning beauty of "Nie Xiaoqian", that face had a touch of liveliness, yet was also filled with a very reasonable seriousness, and her eyes were surprisingly bright, as if they contained stars.

It was Yue Lingshan.

At this moment, she is no longer the troublemaker who caused trouble everywhere, but a martial arts legend who is good at reasoning.

After completing the trusteeship, she naturally became one of Song Yi's clones and was now summoned to handle matters in the military camp.

As soon as she appeared, her gaze swept over the lifeless, gloomy military camp below.

Through her connection with both her clone and her original self, she already knew everything that had happened here, and what she needed to do—to create a living corpse.

With a swift movement, she silently descended into the military camp like a falling leaf.

In the military camp, thousands of soldiers and Xiahou Tan and others were still in a daze, sitting or lying down, with empty eyes, like walking corpses.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and a putrid smell, the lingering scent of the zombie rampage.

Yue Lingshan ignored these "materials" and went straight to the crowd, looking at the nearly one thousand corpses scattered around her.

After being ravaged by the Yin Wind Demon Mother and "Nie Xiaoqian's" flying sword, nearly a thousand of Xiahou Tan's five thousand troops had died.

If it hadn't absorbed the people who were later smashed into blood mist by the zombie, there would definitely be a thousand corpses here.

"There aren't enough people, but it'll do." She muttered to herself, suddenly spreading her arms wide!

An invisible, immense suction force erupted from her body! It was the Absorption Technique!

However, unlike devouring the essence of flesh and blood, Yue Lingshan's current absorption technique is aimed at the almost endless Yin energy and resentment that permeates the world!

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