Soul Condensation Advances, a Sixth-Rank Sect Comes to Town, and a Fight for Heaven Room No. 1

Inside the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, in room number one of the Tianzi section, springtime was in full bloom.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by Hong Gui's high-pitched, almost hoarse, panting breaths, a powerful purple mental storm swept through the room!

Hong Gui lay limp in Dongfang Yueming's arms, her fiery red fox tail drooping helplessly by the bedside, her body drenched in fragrant sweat as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

Although she was extremely exhausted, a dazzling look of ecstasy burst forth in her peach blossom eyes!

"Soul Condensation Realm... eighth level!"

Hong Gui excitedly hugged Dongfang Yueming's neck tightly, kissing him passionately on the face, "Yueming, you're truly a Heavenly Immortal! I've actually broken through again!"

How long has it been since her last breakthrough? This rocket-like cultivation speed, if it were to get out, would probably drive all the cultivators in the Crimson Profound World insane with envy!

Dongfang Yueming smiled faintly and gently patted her still incredibly firm and plump buttocks.

"Take a break, you little devil, you almost drained me dry."

"Hmph, you're acting innocent after getting the benefit." Hong Gui gave him a coquettish glare, then obediently nestled against his chest to calm her turbulent blood.

At that moment, the door to the inner room was gently pushed open.

Baihu, dressed in an extremely revealing white gauze outfit, her pretty face as red as a ripe apple, walked out somewhat awkwardly. Although she tried her best to conceal it, the intense desire for power in her eyes as she looked at Dongfang Yueming could not be hidden.

"That..."

Baihu walked to the bedside, bit her red lips, and whispered, "I've already Soul Condensation Perfection. That Golden Core cultivation method you obtained before... could you..."

She desperately wanted to break through to the Golden Core Realm!

In her eyes, the Crimson Profound World was fraught with danger, and even a random Ferocious Beast was at least at the True Power Realm. She didn't want to hide under this man's wing forever; she wanted to become a true powerhouse who could fight alongside him and share his burdens!

Upon hearing Baihu's request, Dongfang Yueming shook his head slightly.

"Not now."

"Why?" A hint of confusion and urgency flashed in the Baihu's eyes. "I promise, I can withstand the backlash from the laws during my breakthrough!"

It's not a question of whether or not they can withstand it.

Dongfang Yueming took out the jade slip containing the "Shangyin Purple Rosy Cloud Core Formation Record" from his storage bag and played with it in his hand.

"This is just a Profound Grade Golden Core technique. Even if you have exceptional talent, the highest Golden Core you can form is a mid-grade ' Leakless Golden Core.' That might be considered genius in the Crimson Profound World, but in my eyes, it's utter garbage."

Dongfang Yueming's tone exuded an air of domineering arrogance.

"What I'm going to give you is the most top-tier cultivation technique! Once I've gathered enough Yellow Grade Golden Core cultivation methods here in Southern Abyss City, or elsewhere, I'll deduce and synthesize them into Heaven Grade..."

He stared intently at the Baihu, "At that time, what I will have you form is the [Nine Revolutions Divine Core] containing the foundation of the Great Dao!"

Upon hearing these words, the Baihu was completely stunned.

Deduction? Synthesis of Heaven Grade pill?! Nine Revolutions Divine Core?!

This is like listening to a myth! Can Heaven Grade cultivation technique be synthesized so easily? It requires comprehending the endless laws of heaven and earth!

But Hong Gui, who was standing to the side, although she also found it unbelievable, chose to believe it without hesitation.

"Listen to him, Little Baihu." Hong Gui lazily rolled over, looking at Baihu. "This man's perversion far exceeds our imagination. If you follow him, you definitely won't go hungry."

Although Baihu still had some doubts, he finally nodded when he saw Dongfang Yueming's confident eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Since we're not in a rush to break through to the Golden Core, our 'cultivation' tonight isn't over yet."

A wicked smile curled at the corner of Dongfang Yueming's lips as his gaze fixed intently on Baihu, who was dressed in a white veil and looked like an alluring peach.

"Ah..."

With a startled cry from Baihu, she was pulled onto the bed by Dongfang Yueming in an extremely domineering manner.

Just as decadent music began to play again in Room Number One of the Heavenly Rank...

Southern Abyss City, Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion Main Hall.

The once quiet lobby was suddenly filled with extremely noisy and arrogant footsteps.

"Bang!"

Two guards from the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion were blasted away by a powerful burst of True Power, crashing through the screen and landing in the center of the hall.

The portly shopkeeper was startled and quickly ran out from behind the counter, greeting him with a broad smile.

"Gentlemen, please calm down! Let's talk this out!"

A group of more than a dozen cultivators swaggered in through the main gate.

The leader was a young master dressed in a luxurious purple robe and holding a folding fan. He had an extremely arrogant expression and didn't even glance at the fat shopkeeper.

Behind him followed a dozen or so followers with profound and unfathomable auras. These followers were all experts at the early or even mid-stage of the Golden Core Realm!

What's even more chilling is that these people all have a crossed, blood-dripping swords badge embroidered on their chests!

"That... that's the emblem of the [Blood Sword Sect]?!"

Inside the hall, several well-informed rogue cultivators gasped in shock upon seeing the badge, scrambling to hide in a corner in fear.

"Blood Sword Sect? That's a prestigious sixth-grade sect!"

"Good heavens! How could someone from a sixth-grade sect come to a remote place like Southern Abyss City?!"

A sixth-rank sect!

That's a behemoth that's countless times stronger than an eighth-grade Falling Rosy Clouds Sect! Not only are there countless Golden Core Realm cultivators within its ranks, but it also boasts a terrifying old monster rumored to have surpassed the Dharma Manifestation Realm!

Upon hearing that it was a sixth-grade sect, the fat shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat. Although he was someone of importance in Southern Abyss City, he was nothing in front of such a giant!

"So it's the esteemed elders of the Blood Sword Sect who have graced us with their presence! I am so sorry for not greeting you properly!" The fat shopkeeper was almost bent over.

Enough with the nonsense.

A Mid Golden Core guard beside the purple-robed young master snorted coldly and threw a handful of mid-grade spirit stones onto the counter.

"My young master is passing through this place and will be staying here for the night. Go, clear out your best 'Number One Room,' and prepare the finest food and wine, along with a few clean female cultivators!"

Upon hearing this, the fat shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat even more profusely.

"This... this sir..." the fat shopkeeper stammered, his face full of embarrassment.

"What? Not enough spirit stones?" The guard's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"No, no, no! You've misunderstood, sir!"

The portly innkeeper was so frightened his legs went weak. "I'm so sorry! Room number one... it's already been checked in!"

"Is anyone staying here?"

The young man in purple robes raised an eyebrow, snapped his folding fan shut, and a flash of extreme displeasure and hostility crossed his eyes.

"Then make him get out here! When did it become anyone else's place to occupy the room I've set my sights on?"

The atmosphere inside the main hall of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Upon hearing that the young master of the Blood Sword Sect was going to forcibly expel them, the fat shopkeeper was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Both sides were powerful figures he couldn't afford to offend. If this wasn't handled properly, his Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion would definitely be demolished today!

"Young Master, please calm down! Young Master, please calm down!"

The portly innkeeper quickly stepped in front of the group of Golden Core guards, lowering his voice and speaking with a mixture of flattery and warning, "Young Master, it's not that I don't want to make room for you. It's just that the distinguished guest staying in Room Number One... is a master from the [Shangyin Academy]!"

The fat shopkeeper thought that by bringing out the Shangyin Academy, a behemoth in the entire Crimson Profound World, he could make the Blood Sword Sect members back down.

However.

To his surprise, the young man in purple robes paused slightly upon hearing the words "Shangyin Academy," and then his eyes showed not much awe, but rather an undisguised contempt.

"Shangyin Academy?"

The young master in purple robes chuckled, reopened his folding fan, and slowly began to fan himself. "Do you think I'm some inner sect prodigy or a personal disciple of an elder? Wandering aimlessly in this remote and impoverished Southern Wasteland, I'm at best just a marginalized outer sect disciple, aren't I?"

He stared at the portly innkeeper with a gloomy gaze. "A mere outer disciple dares to ask me, the young master, to give him a room? What does he think he is!"

Upon hearing this, the rogue cultivators who had been hiding in the corners of the hall watching the show were all astonished.

Isn't this young master of the Blood Sword Sect a bit too arrogant? That's the Shangyin Academy! Even an outer disciple represents the academy's reputation. How dare a sixth-rank sect be so disrespectful?

In fact, the reason why this young master of the Blood Sword Sect was so stubborn was because he had his own unspeakable difficulties.

The Blood Sword Sect has been having a tough time lately.

Their Golden Body Realm ancestor, who suppressed the sect's fortune, suffered irreversible injuries during a secret realm exploration and has been in seclusion for many years. There are even rumors that the ancestor has passed away.

Once the news of the patriarch's death is confirmed, the Blood Sword Sect will not only immediately fall to the level of a seventh-grade sect, but will also be attacked by other covetous forces around it, and be completely divided up!

In this turbulent and sensitive period, the Blood Sword Sect must act more forcefully and arrogantly than ever before in order to deter those petty villains and cover up its internal weakness!

Therefore, let alone an outer disciple of the Shangyin Academy, even if an elder from a seventh-rank sect came, he would still have to snatch this top-class room today!

"Get out of the way! Don't block my way!"

The Mid Golden Core guard beside the young master roared, and a surge of violent crimson true magic power sent the fat shopkeeper flying like a ball, crashing heavily onto the stairs.

"Let's go! I want to see just how many heads these outer disciples of the Shangyin Academy have, daring to occupy my room!"

The young master in purple robes waved his folding fan and, accompanied by more than a dozen Golden Core Realm guards, stormed up the stairs, heading straight for Room Number One in the Heavenly Rank.