13: Chapter 13 Madam, for the sake of the people, we need to work overtime.

Hehuan Sect!

Wang Yang stood at the entrance of the main hall, took a deep breath of the air rich in Spiritual Qi, and felt extremely refreshed.

He opened the System panel and looked at the number that filled him with a sense of security:

[Current Domain Radius]: 1,430 meters.

"One thousand four hundred and thirty meters..."

Wang Yang squinted his eyes as his Domain perception spread outward.

This not only covered the entire barren mountain but even reached the official road at the foot of the mountain and the small forest nearby.

Within this range, he was an omniscient and omnipotent god.

"System, once I expand this radius to ten thousand kilometers, will I be able to rule the world while lying in bed?"

[Ding! Please do not daydream, Host. You are still about ten thousand Sect Master's wives away from that goal.]

"..." Wang Yang's mouth twitched. "Do you even know how to talk?"

Just as Wang Yang was preparing to go back to his room for a nap—after all, he had worked hard all night, and although he had the "Unfailing Golden Spear" talent, he was still mentally exhausted.

Just then.

"Sect Master! Something's happened! Something big has happened!"

A flurry of panicked footsteps broke the silence.

Lin Dahai was seen clutching a yellowed letter, his face pale, stumbling as he ran from the direction of the storehouse.

"Pavilion Master Lin, why the panic?"

Wang Yang maintained his expert demeanor and said calmly, "Even if the sky falls, I will be the one to hold it up."

"Sect Master, the sky... I'm afraid it really is falling!"

Lin Dahai ran up to him, panting as he handed the letter to Wang Yang, his voice trembling:

"While I was counting that old scoundrel Zhao Tiequan's private hidden compartments just now, I found this letter! It's... it's a secret correspondence with an evil Cultivator!"

Wang Yang took the letter.

The material of the letter was very special, made from some kind of human skin, and it felt cold and greasy to the touch.

The handwriting on the letter was dark red, as if written in fresh blood, exuding a nauseating bloody stench.

Wang Yang unfolded the letter and scanned it.

[To Brother Zhao]:

[It has been several years since we last met. I heard you have turned over a new leaf and founded the Iron Fist Sect. Congratulations.]

[Thinking back to when we worked together to kill and loot, how happy we were.]

[I have recently reached a Bottleneck in my cultivation of the "Blood Fiend Demonic Technique" and need to borrow your precious land for a use.]

[The night of the full moon on the fifteenth is when the Yin Qi is strongest. I will personally visit Qingshi Town.]

[At that time, I will need the essence blood of three thousand Mortals in the town, as well as the souls of those dozens of Qi Refining Cultivators, to help me refine the 'Ten Thousand Soul Blood Banner' and break through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage!]

[Although the sub-pavilion master of the Wanbao Pavilion in town is at the Peak of Qi Refining, he is just a weakling businessman and is not to be feared.]

[My only fear is that he might seek help from above or that some passing Cultivator might interfere.]

[I hope Brother Zhao will remember our old friendship and blockade the area around Qingshi Town when the time comes, not letting a single person escape.]

[After it is done, all the property in Qingshi Town will belong to Brother Zhao; I only take the essence blood and souls.]

[—Hei Feng Ridge, Blood-Handed Butcher, Li Feiyu (Alias) left this.]

After reading the letter, Wang Yang's originally calm face instantly darkened.

An invisible Killing Intent radiated from him, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop ten degrees instantly.

"Blood sacrifice the entire town?"

"Three thousand Mortals?"

Wang Yang's fingers gripping the letter turned slightly white.

"Zhao Tiequan, that beast!"

Wang Yang snorted coldly, and the human skin letter in his hand instantly turned to powder. "On the surface, he's a local hegemon, but behind the scenes, he actually colluded with such an evil Cultivator? For a bit of money, he was going to sell out all the people in his own territory?"

No wonder the Iron Fist Sect was so rich; it turns out they started out doing this kind of business!

"Sect Master..." Lin Dahai trembled on the side, his eyes full of despair. "The date on the letter... is tomorrow night! Tomorrow night is the night of the full moon!"

"Although Qingshi Town is just a Mortal town, the people living there are all flesh and blood! And Xiao Wan's mother, as well as the families of my brothers, are all in the town!"

"That evil Cultivator is at the Early Foundation Establishment Stage! The same level as Zhao Tiequan! If he comes and finds that the Iron Fist Sect is gone, he will surely massacre the city to vent his anger even more recklessly!"

"I beg the Sect Master to take action and save my Qingshi Town from this disaster!"

Wang Yang frowned, his mind racing.

If he could, he would definitely not hesitate to directly open his Domain and kill the opponent in an instant.

But...

"Dahai, how far is Qingshi Town from here?" Wang Yang asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to Sect Master, it's about... ten li (5 kilometers)."

"Ten li..."

Wang Yang glanced at the System panel.

Current Domain radius: 1.43 kilometers.

At a distance of 5 kilometers, he was still 3.57 kilometers short!

Wang Yang was furious in his heart.

Although he was invincible, he was essentially a "bound spirit." Once he stepped out of this 1.4 kilometers, he was just a Mortal without a Spiritual Root.

Forget a Foundation Establishment Stage evil Cultivator, even a random Qi Refining Stage lackey could poke him to death with one finger.

"I can't go," Wang Yang sighed inwardly.

"The System mall points are also gone, so I can't afford any useful items. This is troublesome."

Was he really going to watch those three thousand people be slaughtered?

Watch his first disciple's hometown be destroyed?

"No! Absolutely not!"

A sharp light flashed in Wang Yang's eyes.

"Since I can't go, I'll find someone who can!"

His gaze unconsciously drifted toward the direction of the Sect Master's bedroom.

There lived a former Saintess of the Tianshui Holy Land, a former Peak Foundation Establishment Stage Prodigy—Ye Qingcheng!

"Qingcheng has just re-cultivated to the Peak of Qi Refining. Although she hasn't reached Foundation Establishment yet, she has an SS-rank talent, the Flawless Body, and has cultivated the Divine-Grade Cultivation Technique, the Supreme Yin-Yang Creation Scripture."

"If she can recover her Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, even if it's just the Early Foundation Establishment Stage, with her combat experience and technique suppression, killing a rogue evil Cultivator would be as easy as slaughtering a dog!"

Wang Yang slapped his thigh hard.

"That's right! Although I'm a Mortal, I'm the most effective 'power bank'!"

"As long as I and my wife 'Cultivate' in the Spirit Spring for another day to help her break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, won't this situation be resolved?"

Having figured this out, the gloom on Wang Yang's face vanished.

He turned and shouted at Lin Dahai, who was still wiping his tears:

"Pavilion Master Lin! What are you crying for!"

"I... I'm scared!"

"Scared of what!"

Wang Yang kicked him in the butt. "Go! Go back and notify the town that everyone should hide at home tomorrow night and not come out!"

"Tomorrow night, our Hehuan Sect will go down the mountain to 'eliminate demons and defend the Dao'!"

"Ah? Sect Master, you're going to take action personally?" Lin Dahai said in surprise.

"Why would I need to take action personally?"

Wang Yang put his hands behind his back, looking profoundly mysterious. "Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? This matter can just be left to Xiao Wan's Mistress!"

After saying that, Wang Yang strode toward the side hall.

Inside the side hall.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, consolidating her cultivation that had surged last night.

Although her progress was rapid, after all, she was starting from scratch, and the thin barrier between the Peak of Qi Refining and the Foundation Establishment Stage was not that easy to break through.

"Creak."

The door was pushed open.

Wang Yang walked in with a serious expression.

"Husband?" Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes, a bit confused. "Did something happen?"

Wang Yang sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and briefly explained the contents of the secret letter.

As Wang Yang told the story, the aura on Ye Qingcheng's body grew colder, and Killing Intent boiled in her eyes.

"Blood sacrificing Mortals... such evil ways, everyone has the right to punish them!"

Ye Qingcheng stood up, her plain dress moving without wind. "Husband, I will go kill him!"

"Wait."

Wang Yang pulled her back and shook his head. "You are only at the Peak of Qi Refining now. The opponent is a Foundation Establishment Stage evil Cultivator and is well-prepared. If you fight him head-on, you might not win."

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to watch those three thousand people die?" Ye Qingcheng was anxious.

"Of course not."

Wang Yang looked at Ye Qingcheng's beautiful face, his eyes becoming incredibly deep:

"Qingcheng, your current strength is only one step away from the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"There is still one day until the night of the full moon tomorrow."

"As long as you break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage within this day, that evil Cultivator will be a joke in front of you!"

Ye Qingcheng was stunned: "Break through to Foundation Establishment in one day? How is that possible? Even for a Prodigy of the Tianshui Holy Land, it takes months of secluded meditation to attempt Foundation Establishment..."

"Ordinary methods certainly won't work."

Wang Yang stood up, picked Ye Qingcheng up in his arms, and strode toward the Yin Yang Creation Spirit Spring behind the hall.

"But our Hehuan Sect has the Hehuan Sect's way."

"Madam, for the sake of the three thousand people in Qingshi Town, for the sake of all living beings..."

Wang Yang looked at the blushing beauty in his arms with an air of righteousness:

"We have to work overtime today."

"We must break through this barrier in the Spirit Spring!"

Ye Qingcheng put her arms around Wang Yang's neck, looking at the man's determined eyes, and her shyness instantly turned into resolve.

It was to save people.

It was to eliminate demons.

And... it was to respond to her husband's expectations.

"Mm..." Ye Qingcheng buried her head in Wang Yang's chest, her voice as faint as a mosquito. "Everything is up to you, husband."

A moment later.

In the mist of the sea of clouds on the back mountain, the Spirit Spring boiled again.

The Spirit Gathering Grand Array operated frantically, and the Spiritual Qi within a twenty-li radius poured into the spring water like a funnel.

"System! Monitor Ye Qingcheng's status for me!"

[Ding! Dual Cultivation mode has been activated.]

[Detected that both parties' hearts are connected (saving people/eliminating demons), compatibility has increased to 100%!]

[Cultivation efficiency increased to 2000%!]

"Charge!"

Wang Yang mobilized the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within his Domain and poured it into Ye Qingcheng's body without reservation through the cycle of the Supreme Yin-Yang Creation Scripture.

This was not just a sensual cultivation, but a race against time.

One hour...

Two hours...

As the sun tilted to the west, the aura on Ye Qingcheng's body grew stronger and stronger, and that solid Foundation Establishment Bottleneck finally showed a crack under the frantic "efforts" of the two!