Chapter 20: The Enchanting Fairy Who Came Knocking

Xiao Tiantian let out a delicate cry as Han Yang gripped her wrist. Her eyes darted about, feigning a pathetic, pitiable air that thinly veiled a flicker of craftiness. She had expected Han Yang to use force, but he merely stared at her with icy detachment.

"Sect Master, I am wronged! I was only... only..." Her voice trembled, trailing off as if she were suffering a profound injustice.

"Only what? Trying to weave a tale to deceive me? I can tell at a glance you aren't a demon; you are of the human race." Han Yang tightened his grip slightly. Xiao Tiantian winced, her eyes welling with tears, looking truly heartbreaking.

"I... I am the direct disciple of the Heavenly Sound Sect’s leader, Fairy Miaoyin... my name is Xiao Tiantian..." She stuttered out her origins, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.

"Heavenly Sound Sect? Fairy Miaoyin?" Han Yang raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "The Heavenly Sound Sect, famed for its sonic attacks? So, you are a master of melody yourself?"

Seeing that Han Yang was interested, Xiao Tiantian nodded vigorously. "Yes... yes... I am well-versed in musical arts... I can kill with a melody, leaving no trace..."

"Oh? That is somewhat interesting." Han Yang released his grip. Xiao Tiantian rubbed her wrist, her eyes spinning as she gauged his expression.

"Tell me, what is your true purpose in coming to my Blissful Immortal Sect?" Han Yang sat on his chair, crossing his legs with a roguish, cynical air.

Seeing his guard lower, Xiao Tiantian plucked up the courage to speak. "I... I was sent by my master... to investigate... the secrets behind the Blissful Immortal Sect's practice of the 'Myriad Beast Sutra'..."

"The Myriad Beast Sutra?" Han Yang let out a cold laugh. "Your Heavenly Sound Sect is truly nosy. This sutra is the treasure of my Blissful Immortal Sect; how could I allow you to pry into it at will?"

"Sect Master, the Myriad Beast Sutra... is a heterodox path... it offends the heavens..." Xiao Tiantian grew agitated, her face flushing. "If you continue to practice such evil arts, you will surely... surely face divine retribution!"

Han Yang burst into laughter, as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world.

"Divine retribution? Let me tell you, I practice the Chaos Golden Peng Art, granting me the power to manipulate the five elements, an immortal body, and the ability to devour all things for my own use! I command the power of chaos, possessing the strength to shatter the heavens and destroy the earth! Divine retribution? I fear even heaven itself cannot do anything to me!"

Xiao Tiantian was stunned by his overwhelming aura, yet she remained stubborn. "My master... Fairy Miaoyin... is the true path of cultivation! Her magic is profound and her powers vast... with a mere flick of her hand, she can overturn rivers and move mountains! A single string from her zither is unpredictable, capable of slaying demons and subduing demon lords!"

"Oh? Is she that impressive?" Han Yang retorted. "How about this: go back, bring your master here, and let her face me. If she loses, you will willingly become my cauldron and submit to my disposal. How about that?"

Xiao Tiantian was caught off guard by his swift acceptance, but a flicker of joy flashed in her eyes. "Fine! It’s a deal!"

Han Yang curled his lips into a wicked smile, secretly placing a restriction on her. Though the little demon was naive, she was nonetheless an amusing toy. He wanted to see just how much weight this Fairy Miaoyin of the Heavenly Sound Sect truly carried.

"Go on, I shall await your master's arrival." Han Yang waved his hand, and Xiao Tiantian transformed into a streak of light, flying out of the Blissful Hall. He watched her disappear, a sharp glint in his eyes. "This Heavenly Sound Sect... it seems rather interesting."

Just then, a charming voice came from behind. "Sect Master, I have come to serve you..."

Han Yang turned to see Ye Lingyin and the Left and Right Guardians standing at the hall’s entrance. He leaned back on his throne, enjoying the flattery of the beauties while calculating how to use the Heavenly Sound Sect as a stepping stone to further his own cultivation. Though the girl was naive, the Fairy Miaoyin behind her was not to be underestimated. The Heavenly Sound Sect might just be a fine whetstone.

He recalled the handful of black goji berries awarded by the system after his triple-cultivation session with hundreds of people; it was said they enhanced the effects of dual cultivation. He reached into his storage ring, pulled out the glistening black berries, and popped them into his mouth. The sweet juice flowed down his throat, and a wave of warmth instantly spread throughout his body.

"Heh, today, I shall raise your cultivation to the next level!"

Hearing this, Ye Lingyin, Yun Feng, and Feiyue trembled with excitement. They were well accustomed to the benefits bestowed by Han Yang’s domineering Chaos Golden Peng Art. Han Yang waved his hand, and a surging force of chaos flooded the Blissful Hall, enveloping the three of them like a torrential tide.

Ye Lingyin panted softly, while Yun Feng and Feiyue gazed at him with liquid, alluring eyes, surrendering to the chaotic power coursing through their bodies. Under the influence of the Vajra Immovable Law, Han Yang’s cultivation steadily climbed, while the three women also gained immense benefits, their own powers advancing significantly.

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After the session, Han Yang felt refreshed and brimming with inexhaustible energy. He picked up a spiritual fruit, ate it leisurely, and looked at Yun Feng and Feiyue. "How much do you know about this Heavenly Sound Sect?"

Yun Feng and Feiyue exchanged a glance. Yun Feng replied respectfully, "Reporting to the Sect Master, the Heavenly Sound Sect is one of the most prominent orthodox factions among humans. They excel in sonic attacks and their strength is unfathomable. Furthermore, they only accept female disciples; not a single male is permitted."

Feiyue added, "One of their elders, known as Fairy Miaoyin, is said to be over two hundred years old. To our demon race, that is barely adulthood, but to humans, she is an old monster. Yet, her appearance has remained that of a twenty-year-old. Not only is she charming to men, but... she is also quite mesmerizing to demons!"

"Oh? A two-hundred-year-old 'old monster' who maintains the face of a twenty-year-old?" Han Yang raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Could this Fairy Miaoyin also practice some technique for eternal youth? Or perhaps... does she possess a special constitution?"

As he pondered this, a commotion erupted outside the Blissful Hall. A disciple ran in, panic-stricken, and knelt on the ground. "Sect Master! It is terrible! There is a beauty! A great beauty!"

"A great beauty? How great?" Han Yang tossed the fruit pit into a jade tray. "Bring her in and let me take a look."

The disciple, as if granted an amnesty, scrambled out. Moments later, he led two women into the hall. The one in the lead, dressed in a pale blue gown, possessed a cold, ethereal temperament and the face of a maiden of sixteen. It was none other than the Heavenly Sound Sect elder, Fairy Miaoyin.