The Iceberg Falls, Fervent Motivation
Inside the main hall, Hong Yao's small mouth was slightly open, her eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
She never imagined that the usually elusive and aloof Ancestor Ji would personally descend upon the Newcomer Hall today, and even bestow such an absurd and almost blasphemous reward!
To make a mere mortal kneel on the ground and knead the noble black silk jade feet of Golden Core cultivator all night long? If this were to get out, the entire cultivation world within a radius of 100,000 miles would be completely shaken!
At this moment, Dongfang Yueming also revealed a look of "shock" and "obsession" at just the right time, like an ordinary young man who had never seen the world and was completely captivated by the amazing promise made by the stunning beauty in front of him.
Seeing the boys' eyes turn crimson and fill with a beastly possessiveness, Ji Meiniang laughed even harder, her snow-white breasts heaving, exuding an extreme sense of evil and allure.
However...
Ji Meiniang suddenly changed the subject, lightly touching the corner of her lips with her slender jade finger, and sighed lazily, "I know that most of you little fellows are rather dull-witted. To expect to condense Mid-Grade Spirit Root within a month is truly asking too much. So... what if you only manage to condense the lowest grade spiritual root?"
She clapped her hands gently.
"Ziyuan, come out."
As the sound faded, a pair of delicate hands slowly parted the pink gauze curtains at the back of the hall.
A woman dressed in a flowing purple fairy dress walked out slowly. She was stunningly beautiful, but her temperament was as cold as ice, like a solitary snow lotus blooming quietly on a snow-capped mountain peak, completely out of place in the Demon Sect's main hall filled with lust and decadent music.
It was none other than Ziyuan, the senior disciple of the Qi Refining Perfection Immortal Ancestor and a near-Foundation Establishment expert who had reached the peak of Qi Refining.
However, at this moment, this usually aloof "Iceberg Fairy" blushed deeply upon hearing her master's summons.
She recalled the absurd words her master had spoken to her in the Nine Yin Hall: "Whoever first condenses Low-Grade Spirit Root, I will have him take off your shoes and massage your feet..."
"Boom!" The youths inside the hall erupted in cheers!
If Ji Meiniang, the Golden Core Ancestor, was still too far out of reach for them, then the aloof and elegant Senior Sister Ziyuan before them was a Heaven Immortal whom they could reach and dreamed of kissing!
The thought of personally removing this aloof senior sister's silk shoes, holding her jade feet—features never touched by mortals—and wantonly kneading them, even seeing her tears of shame...
Countless youths felt their blood rushing backward, their breathing becoming incredibly heavy, their eyes filled with a wild, beast-like madness!
Ziyuan felt the burning gazes of over two hundred people below the stage, which seemed to strip her naked. She gritted her teeth, her delicate body trembling slightly from extreme shame. But with her master above her, she was powerless to resist. She could only clutch her clothes tightly, lower her eyelids, and dare not meet anyone's eyes.
"Hehehe... It seems the little ones are quite satisfied." Ji Meiniang chuckled, her body gradually transforming into countless peach petals falling from the sky.
"Then I'll be waiting for your good news in the Nine Yin Hall. But please... don't keep me waiting too long."
Leaving behind a seductive and alluring murmur, the Golden Core female demon vanished completely from the hall.
With Ji Meiniang's departure, the almost solidified oppressive aura in the main hall finally dissipated.
Hong Yao stood up from the ground, feeling somewhat exhausted, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She looked at the group of teenagers below the stage who had completely gone mad and couldn't wait to start cultivating, and felt both shocked and sighed.
"The ancestor's methods... are truly deadly without shedding blood. Using beauty and dignity as bait, these little bastards will probably risk their lives."
Standing in the crowd, Dongfang Yueming lowered his eyelids slightly, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.
Using beauty to arouse the most primal predatory desires of men, thereby squeezing the potential of mortals... the methods of the Demonic Sect are indeed straightforward and effective.
However, this also provided me with the perfect cover.
"Alright! All of you, wake up!" Hong Yao took a deep breath, reverting to her previous cold and stern demeanor. She glanced at Ziyuan beside her, who was still flushed and somewhat flustered, then turned to the crowd:
"Since the Ancestor has made a promise, then you all better train like yourselves to the death!"
"Now, line up and come forward one by one to receive your first week's cultivation resources: one packet of ' Spirit-Nurturing Powder '!"
"Yes, Instructor!"
More than two hundred teenagers roared like Lei Ming, their eyes burning with a fierce desire, and surged forward in a frenzy.