The Heavenly Sword Sect's Fury, Plans for the Central Continent

"You little rascal, you've got guts and guts."

Dongfang Yueming looked at Hong Yao, who lay limp in his arms, her body still glowing with the lingering effects of thunder and fire. He gently stroked her red and black stockings, which were soaked with sweat, and a gentle smile played on his lips. The dual tempering of thunder and fire was something that only those with unwavering will could withstand. Hong Yao's ruthless determination to win his favor was exactly to his liking.

Inside the main hall, the three beauties nestled contentedly beside each other, enjoying the afterglow of their dual cultivation.

However, this idyllic tranquility did not last long.

"Buzz--!"

Outside the main hall, a rapid-fire communication talisman suddenly tore through the Xukong and landed directly in Ji Meiniang's hand.

Ji Meiniang swept her face with her Divine Sense, and the face that had just been wearing a charming smile instantly turned cold, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Meiniang, what's wrong?" Ziyuan noticed something was wrong and forced herself to sit up straight.

Ji Meiniang snorted coldly and crushed the communication talisman, "This is a message from our spies in Heavenly Star Immortal City. The identities of those fools whom my husband killed in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion have been confirmed. The one in the lead is indeed Jian Wuchen, the young sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Heavenly Sword Sect?" Upon hearing Hong Yao's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a look of seriousness.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect is known as the number one sect within a radius of 100,000 li, with unfathomable depths. Its sect leader Jian Potian, is a sword cultivator at the Mid Nascent Soul, and the sect also has three Early Nascent Soul stage. If they were to learn of the young master's murder..."

Ji Meiniang continued, "They already know. Scouts report that the life-bound soul tablets within the Heavenly Sword Sect have shattered, Jian Potian is enraged. He is currently joining forces with the three Supreme Elders, gathering tens of thousands of elite sword cultivators from the sect, and marching in a mighty force towards our Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor. Scouts intercepted the news on the way and learned that we are at the Rushing Thunder Sect. The Heavenly Sword Sect's army has now turned its attention to the Rushing Thunder Sect."

"Four Nascent Soul stage experts, plus tens of thousands of sword cultivators?"

Ziyuan gasped. Sword cultivators are known for their lethal attacks and are rarely matched among their peers. With four Nascent Soul sword cultivators joining forces, even Late-Stage Nascent Soul monster would probably have to temporarily retreat.

Although they knew their husbands were unfathomable, a hint of worry still flashed in the three women's beautiful eyes when faced with such a massive force emerging in full force.

"Husband, should we activate the Rushing Thunder Sect's protective formation to temporarily avoid their attack?" Ziyuan suggested softly.

Hearing the three women's worries, Dongfang Yueming simply smiled faintly.

"Four Nascent Soul?" He picked up the spirit wine beside him and took a sip, his deep eyes showing not even a ripple.

"They're just four ants who can fly on swords. Even if they hadn't come, I would have gone anyway in a few days. Since they've delivered themselves to my doorstep, it saves me the time of traveling."

Seeing her husband's calm and composed demeanor, the three women's worries vanished instantly, replaced by endless, blind adoration.

Yes, my husband is a deity who can elevate a Divine Ability power to its Great Perfection in mere breaths. What are a few Nascent Soul compared to that?

"However, before they arrive, we can use this waiting time to give you some more benefits."

Dongfang Yueming put down his wine cup, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

With a thought, the top-grade pure yang Golden Core and the top-grade thunderous Nascent Soul within his body once again began to operate! The Perfection level of the Yin-Yang Great Heaven Fusion dual cultivation Divine Ability transformed into a purple-gold Taiji diagram covering the entire hall!

"Husband... you want more?!" Ji Meiniang cried out, her long, black-stockinged legs instinctively clamping together, her mature and alluring face filled with surprise and disbelief. Ziyuan and Hong Yao also trembled, their eyes filled with uncontrollable fervor.

"Take advantage of this free time and raise your cultivation levels even higher."

Without uttering a single word, Dongfang Yueming unleashed his vast and pure Yang and Thunder True Qi, which were as refined as the ocean, once again pouring into the three women's bodies like a flood bursting its banks!

This time, with the terrifying conversion rate of the Great Perfection Dual Divine Ability and the support of Dongfang Yueming's terrifying Nascent Soul Tenth Layer foundation, the three women's cultivation speed increased tenfold more dramatically than before!

"Boom--!"

Inside the main hall, the booming sounds of breakthroughs echoed continuously!

The purple-gold nascent Nascent Soul within Ji Meiniang's body frantically absorbed and exhaled energy. The nascent Nascent Soul First Layer level, broke through to the Nascent Soul Second Layer naturally under the accumulation of massive true energy!

This former Ultimate Bliss Ancestor was so overwhelmed with ecstasy that he almost fainted, and his high-pitched moans even echoed out of the main hall.

Meanwhile, Ziyuan and Hong Yao advanced with unstoppable momentum! Golden Core Fourth Stage! Fifth Level of Golden Core! Golden Core Sixth Layer!

As the aura of pure yang and thunder slowly subsided, Ziyuan and Hong Yao were both drenched in sweat and limp, but the pressure emanating from them had indeed stopped at the Peak Golden Core Sixth Layer!

In less than half a day, he leaped three levels! If word of such a feat were to spread, it would probably drive all the cultivators in the world mad with envy!

"Thank you for your blessing, my husband..." The three women lay slumped on the soft couch, too weak to even get up. They could only look at Dongfang Yueming with eyes full of adoration.

Dongfang Yueming casually took out a blue robe and put it on, his gaze passing through the half-open door of the main hall and looking towards the distant horizon.

"Meiniang," Dongfang Yueming suddenly spoke.

"Once we deal with the Heavenly Sword Sect, this area spanning 100,000 li will be completely peaceful. However, the spiritual energy and resources here are ultimately too shallow."

He paused, a longing for a higher dimension flashing in his deep eyes. "Here, there are no more top-tier cultivation techniques I need, nor any opportunities that will allow me to reach the Soul Formation stage."

Upon hearing this, all three women trembled. Ji Meiniang forced herself to sit up, her eyes gleaming with fervent light. "My husband means..."

"After we destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect and plunder their treasure trove," Dongfang Yueming said with a faint, cool smile, "We will set off for the [Central Continent Divine Land] to see just how powerful those true masters really are."