49: Chapter 49 Ten Nascent Soul Puppet Masters Block the Gate! The Nightmare of the Ziyang Sect and the Joy of the Hehuan Sect!

Hearing Ye Qingcheng's murderous words, "Slaughter the Ziyang Sect," Wang Yang calmly shook his head.

"Qingcheng, your perspective is too small."

Wang Yang held up a finger and shook it, looking at her with doting eyes:

"You are all my precious darlings. What if you get hurt? Although Yang Dingtian of the Ziyang Sect is a coward, he is still a Sect Master. Who knows what trump cards he has hidden up his sleeve for a mutual destruction?"

"We don't need to do such dirty and tiring work ourselves."

Saying this, Wang Yang waved his hand:

"System! Give me nine more [Nascent Soul-level Guardian Puppets]!"

[Ding! 450,000 points deducted!]

[Purchase successful! Current remaining points: 709,000 points!]

Hum—! Hum—! Hum—!

As the points flowed away like water, nine streaks of black light descended from the sky, landing around the pavilion.

Nine burly men in black armor, identical to "Number One," appeared out of thin air. Including the original Number One, there were exactly ten!

Ten terrifying auras of the Nascent Soul Stage converged together, causing the surrounding space to begin to warp slightly.

"This..."

The four women watched in dumbstruck amazement.

Ten Nascent Souls?!

In the entire Southern Region, this power was enough to sweep through any force other than a Holy Land!

Wang Yang looked at his Puppet squad with satisfaction, a handsome curve forming at the corner of his mouth:

"Number One to Number Ten, listen to my orders."

"Target: Ziyang Sect."

"Task: Blockade! Surround the Ziyang Sect like an iron barrel! Whether it's a person, a dog, or even a fly or mosquito, if anyone dares to step one inch outside the Sect-protecting formation, kill them without mercy!"

"I want them to live in fear until they collapse!"

"Go!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ten black shadows shot into the sky like ten black meteors, carrying an aura of destruction, tearing through the sky and heading straight for the Ziyang Sect!

After finishing all this, Wang Yang turned around, grabbed the still-dazed Su Qingge and Ye Qingcheng, and grinned wickedly:

"Alright, the annoying flies have been dealt with."

"Next, it's time for us to get down to business."

"Qingge has reached the False Core Realm, just one step away from the Golden Core. Qingcheng should also stabilize her Realm. And there's Ruyan and Xiao Wan..."

"Let's go! Back to the room!"

"Your husband is going to help you... cultivate!"

...

Meanwhile, at the Ziyang Sect.

The once-arrogant hegemon of the Southern Region was now plunged into unprecedented panic.

Rumble—!

Ten figures like Devil Heads hovered at ten positions around the Ziyang Sect's protective formation.

They had no nonsense and no expression; they simply released their auras.

But this aura alone made all the Disciples within the Ziyang Sect feel suffocated.

"Ten... ten Nascent Souls?!"

In the main hall of the Ziyang Sect, Sect Master Yang Dingtian looked at the scene outside through a water-mirror technique, his face pale with fear.

"And looking at this aura... it is extremely refined, and there is even a faint pressure of the Peak Nascent Soul Stage!"

"What kind of background does this Hehuan Sect have?! Where did so many top-tier experts come from?!"

Yang Dingtian was desperate.

He had only sent a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Grand Elder, and he didn't expect them to casually throw out ten Peak Nascent Soul experts!

"Sect Master! We must test their reality! What if it's an illusion?" an Elder said through gritted teeth.

"Fine! Send death-sworn soldiers!"

Soon.

A Qi Refinement Stage Disciple walked out of the formation, trembling.

Puff!

Before he could even take a second step, a finger wind descended from the sky, instantly blowing him into a bloody mist.

Then came a Foundation Establishment Stage deacon.

Bang!

As soon as he poked his head out, he was blasted into slag with one punch.

Then came a Golden Core Stage Elder.

That Golden Core Elder had just summoned his Magic Treasure to rush out and report the news.

Crack!

A black iron hand tore through his protective spiritual light and crushed his Golden Core like squeezing a chick.

Finally, Yang Dingtian even forced an Early Stage Nascent Soul Grand Elder to test them.

The result was even worse.

Three Puppets attacked simultaneously, dismembering him instantly; not even his Nascent Soul escaped!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Thousands of people in the Ziyang Sect were now collapsed on the ground, shivering.

They couldn't get out.

They absolutely couldn't get out.

This was a cat-and-mouse slaughter game!

"Demonic Path... this is a true Demonic Path method!"

Yang Dingtian was disheveled, his eyes blood-red, his mind already on the verge of collapse.

"Hehuan Sect... that must be the Demonic Path Hehuan Sect that was destroyed eight hundred years ago, making a comeback!"

"They are using my Ziyang Sect to establish their authority!"

"No! I can't die here!"

Yang Dingtian rushed to the depths of the main hall and took out a transmission talisman.

"Tianshui Holy Land! Right! Find the Holy Land!"

Yang Dingtian's fingers trembled as he recorded the message. To get the Holy Land to act, he tried his best to embellish the story:

"Reporting to the Holy Lord! The Demonic Path Hehuan Sect has appeared in the Southern Region! Its strength is terrifying, possessing ten Peak Nascent Soul Devil Heads!"

"And... and your Sect's abandoned Saintess, Ye Qingcheng, has completely fallen into the Demonic Path and defected to the Hehuan Sect Devil Heads!"

"She threatened to bathe the Southern Region in blood, accumulate strength, and then kill her way back to the Tianshui Holy Land for revenge! She wants to leave no one alive in the Holy Land!"

"The Ziyang Sect is in imminent danger, I beg the Holy Land to take action and suppress the Devil Heads!!"

Hum!

The transmission talisman turned into a stream of light, escaped directly into the Void Realm, and disappeared.

Watching the transmission talisman be sent, Yang Dingtian slumped on the ground, letting out a hysterical laugh:

"Hehehe... Hehuan Sect... Ye Qingcheng..."

"Even if you destroy my Ziyang Sect, the Soul Transformation Old Ancestor of the Tianshui Holy Land will tear you into pieces!"

...

Hehuan Sect, time was peaceful, and the garden was full of spring.

The storm outside did not affect the blissful life here at all.

In the next half month.

Wang Yang truly interpreted what "wine pool and meat forest" meant, and what "the monarch will not attend morning court from now on" meant.

With the support of the LV3 System Mall, the assistance of [Unripe Enlightenment Tea Leaves], and the unreasonable Dual Cultivation effect of the [Supreme Yin-Yang Creation Scripture].

Plus the delicious delicacies from [Xianshi Pavilion] that were more potent than any Medicinal Pill.

The cultivation of the four women soared like they were riding a rocket.

One morning.

Boom!

A clear Phoenix cry resounded through the clouds.

Su Qingge sat cross-legged in the spiritual spring, a round Golden Core forming in her body, accompanied by a faint phantom of a hundred birds paying homage to the Phoenix.

Su Qingge, Breakthrough to Golden Core Early Stage!

[Ding! Congratulations Host! Dao Companion Su Qingge has broken through to the Golden Core Stage!]

[Domain expansion mechanism triggered!]

[Domain radius increase: 1 kilometer!]

Three days later.

Under Wang Yang's full instruction, Ye Qingcheng's cultivation broke through again.

Ye Qingcheng, Breakthrough to Golden Core Level 2!

[Ding! Congratulations Host! Dao Companion Ye Qingcheng has broken through to Golden Core Level 2!]

[Domain radius increase: 10 kilometers!]

Five days later.

Liu Ruyan, relying on the [Mystic Yin Cauldron Body] and Wang Yang's doting, broke through two levels in a row.

Liu Ruyan, Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Level 3!

[Ding! Congratulations Host! Disciple/Dao Companion Liu Ruyan has broken through!]

[Domain radius increase: 2 kilometers!]

As for Lin Xiaowan, although this girl was playful, she had the advantage of Wang Yang being diligent, because Lin Xiaowan's figure, having eaten the god-level beauty preservation pill, was truly voluptuous.

Lin Xiaowan, Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Late Stage (Foundation Establishment Level 8)!

[Ding! Congratulations Host! Disciple/Dao Companion Lin Xiaowan has broken through!]

[Domain radius increase: 1 kilometer!]

...

Main hall square.

Wang Yang lay on the grand chair, looking at the data refreshed on the System panel, grinning from ear to ear.

[Current Domain Radius]: 25.05 + 1 + 10 + 2 + 1 = 39.05 kilometers!

"It's almost forty kilometers now..."

"This range is almost covering several big cities around Qingshi Town."

"And..."

Wang Yang glanced at his point balance.

Although he hadn't gone out to kill anyone in the last half month, just by working hard to get rich with his four wives every day (5,000 points each time, two or three times a day per person...), his points had actually increased instead of decreasing!

"Sure enough, only Dual Cultivation is the primary productive force!"

Just as Wang Yang was lamenting that life was as lonely as snow.

From the direction of the distant Central Plains, a terrifying aura that changed the color of the world was quietly awakening.

That was the will belonging to the Soul Transformation Stage.

Tianshui Holy Land had received that "embellished" distress letter.