139: Chapter 139 The Devoted Sect Leader Wang!

Above the Nine Heavens in the outside world, a mysterious giant eye was raging in impotent fury, its blood-colored world-ending thunder nearly tearing the firmament of the Nine Heavens apart.

However, Wang Yang remained completely unaware of everything happening outside the Hehuan Sect.

Or rather, even if he did know, he wouldn't have the time to pay it any mind.

Protected by his Invincible Domain, no matter how loudly the thunder roared outside, it couldn't even stir a breeze upon the main peak of Cangwu Mountain.

At this moment, Grandmaster Wang was completely immersed in a soul-stirring paradise of gentleness.

No, that wasn't quite right; he was undergoing extremely arduous, day-and-night closed-door cultivation to fulfill the great mission issued by the System: [Advance to the Half-step Void Refinement Realm]!

After all, in this perilous Cultivation World, only by rapidly increasing his cultivation and expanding his Domain could he better protect everyone.

Wang Yang felt he was truly magnificent; for the sake of this home, he had truly given his all, devoting himself until his dying breath.

After the Fusion of the [Heavenly Spiritual Root], Wang Yang's cultivation Aptitude had reached the pinnacle of the Human Realm.

And the fastest way for him to increase his cultivation was, naturally, to engage in the most primitive discussions of the true meaning of the Dao with his ten top-grade Dao Companions.

In the days that followed, the spring scenery on the main peak of the Hehuan Sect became so thick it was almost tangible, with extremely hardcore "Cultivation academic exchanges" taking place in the various courtyards every day.

Inside the Pill Refining Room of the Hehuan Sect, Wang Yang was carefully teaching how to refine top-grade Spirit Pills.

"Disciple Ningbing, although your [Ice and Snow Pill Fragrance Body] is extremely cold, to refine a peerless pill, the heat in the Cauldron must be intense, and the force used in refining must be great." Wang Yang instructed solemnly.

Bai Ningbing's cold and ethereal face was already flushed red, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes as she bit down hard on her sleeve: "Revered Master... the heat for refining the pill is too intense... the Pill Furnace is about to explode... the medicinal herbs are about to melt..."

Her good friend Xiao Yuhan, who was nearby, had intended to step forward to help "cool things down," but her pride-and-joy cold Sword Intent couldn't even last half an incense stick of time under the scorching heat of Wang Yang's overbearing Pure Yang sun before she completely softened into a puddle of clear water, leaving her to join Bai Ningbing in the Pill Refining Room, desperately begging their Revered Master to "retract this great Divine Ability."

Inside Bai Linger's bedroom, there was a primitive research project exploring "Bloodline tracing."

Several fluffy, snow-white fox tails were woven together on the couch, forming an inescapable net. Demon Emperor Bai Su, usually high and mighty, was currently biting her red lips to keep from making a sound, all to maintain the dignity of a Demon Emperor.

However, Wang Yang's extremely skilled "smoothing and pulling" technique specifically targeted the tails of the fox demon clan.

"Susu, the Foundation of your fifth tail still seems a bit unstable; let your husband help you polish it a bit more." Listening to the uninhibited, naive laughter of Bai Linger beside her, the dignified Demon Emperor finally gave in, shamefully arching her snow-white neck and letting out a fox cry even more piercing than Bai Linger's.

Not to mention inside the Sect Master's Revered Master bedroom, where the dignified and graceful demeanor of the First Mistress, Ye Qingcheng, was completely undone.

Wang Yang, under the pretext of "correcting her basic meditation posture," taught this First Mistress a bunch of Body Refining methods that were closer to the Dao, while Su Qingge stood to the side, blushing as she was punished to "observe and learn."

As for the Yin Yang Creation Spirit Spring at the back of the mountain, the pitiful cultivation of Lin Xiaowan and Liu Ruyan, in front of Wang Yang—this fully fueled supercar engine—could do nothing but splash water into the sky, leaving only purple lightning flashing about.

Ten top-grade Dao Companions, ten completely different styles of the Dao.

Relying on the formidable Foundation of his [Great Sun Immortal Kidney], Wang Yang was like a tireless, ruthless old ox, sparing no effort as he diligently plowed his ten acres of farmland.

Every ultimate sublimation of their cultivation caused Wang Yang's internal cultivation to rise a fraction, steadily advancing toward the Half-step Void Refinement Realm.

And in this "cultivation carnival" throughout the entire sect, the busiest and most excited one was none other than the Hehuan Sect's "First Maid"—Ji Wushuang.

"Creak—" The heavy door of the Pill Refining Room was gently pushed open, as if by a thief.

Having just finished an earth-shattering "Alchemy Conference," Xiao Yuhan and Bai Ningbing, too exhausted to even lift a finger, were sleeping on the jade couch, while Wang Yang had already refreshedly headed off to his next tutoring session with the fox clan.

Dressed in her black and white maid outfit, Ji Wushuang slipped in, carrying a bucket and a silk cloth.

As soon as she entered the door, a thick, extreme lingering scent of golden Pure Yang Qi rushed at her, causing the former Fire Cloud Empress's legs to go weak, and she fell to her knees in front of the couch with a "thud."

"Hiss... such intense Origin aura! Sect Master is just too... too violent today!"

Ji Wushuang's stunningly beautiful face instantly turned red as blood. Looking at the chaotic battlefield on the jade couch that seemed to have been ravaged by a violent storm, as well as the traces of the Dao visible everywhere in the room, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"As a qualified First Maid, I absolutely cannot let Sect Master's hard work go to waste!"

A trace of fanatical cunning flashed in Ji Wushuang's eyes.

Not only was she not disgusted, but she actively went to the middle of the Pill Refining Room, her small mouth slightly parted, and like a whale swallowing water, she greedily sucked in the residual sounds of the Dao and the Pure Yang Qi in the air.

While cleaning the room, she even secretly buried her face in the spots stained with the most spiritual power, absorbing it fiercely.

"Boom!" Those traces of Pure Yang Qi, which were insignificant and drifting away to Wang Yang, turned into the most potent cultivation nourishment the moment they were inhaled into Ji Wushuang's body!

"So comfortable... this is more effective than taking a Ten-Complete Tonic Pill! Just by cleaning up the battlefield once and taking two breaths of the lingering aura, it's equivalent to three months of my past arduous closed-door cultivation!"

As Ji Wushuang wiped the couch, she felt the Nascent Soul spiritual power churning wildly within her, and she was so excited that even her little maid's heart was trembling slightly.

Although every time she cleaned such a battlefield, her sense of shame suffered a critical hit, and she had even gone limp and dazed several times from absorbing too fiercely.

But as soon as she saw her skyrocketing cultivation, the last bit of pride she held as an Empress was trampled into the mud by herself.

"Clean! I must clean frantically! What Empress? I don't want to be one anymore! For this mouthful of pure lingering aura, I am willing to be a cleaning maid for a lifetime!"

Amidst this miraculous daily routine where the outside world was crumbling, the inside was filled with infinite spring scenery, and the maid was frantically "stealing a taste," Wang Yang was only one thin layer of paper away from the final threshold of the Half-step Void Refinement Realm...