Chapter 1

In the Four Days and Nine Realms, in the Rain Immortal Realm, in the State of Yue, on Lihong Mountain, there was the Huanhuan Sect.

Inside the Huanhuan Sect, only female cultivators were present, and the cultivation techniques they practiced were evil and shameless.

Outside the Union Hall, several young maidens walked out naked. Their postures were peculiar, as if they were virgins tightly clenching their legs, but if one observed closely, one could see a thin stream of liquid trickling down their thighs, ambiguously dripping onto the ground.

Their jade legs were stained with blood. That blood once represented their innocence, but it had been casually discarded.

"From today on, we are officially part of the Demon Sect..."

The young maidens' faces were flushed, still moaning. They were not sad about losing their innocence but rather somewhat joyful.

They left the Union Hall to rest, while inside, the moans of countless women continued, like waves and tides.

Inside the hall, a black Buddha statue was enshrined.

The bronze lamps were filled with oil, emitting a dim light. Several young maidens were on the ground, at the feet of the black Buddha, taking advantage of a young man.

A twin-bunned maiden fed her small, delicate breasts into the young man's mouth, her face flushed, her eyes hazy with enjoyment.

A long-haired maiden sat in the lotus position, riding the young man's lower body.

A maiden in a belly band, her tongue like a snake, licked from the young man's toes all the way up his legs.

These maidens were all beautiful, but the young man showed no sign of enjoyment.

His eyes were numb, his expression blank, with a hint of sorrow on his face.

He was a cauldron, betrayed by his family and sold to the Huanhuan Sect to serve as a male concubine for the female demons.

His lower body was numb, and within a day, he had been taken advantage of by nearly a hundred maidens, half of whom were still virgins.

"Does my little bunny taste good..."

The twin-bunned maiden pulled her breasts out of the young man's mouth and asked coldly.

"Disgusting! Kill me!" the young man replied stubbornly.

"Hmph, a mere cauldron, a tool for us sisters to gather yang energy, dares to talk back!"

The twin-bunned maiden's eyes turned cold, and she slapped the young man, causing blood to trickle from his lips.

Then, she put on a pitiful look, cupping the young man's face and asking, "My little darling, does it hurt?"

"I won't die. One day, I will destroy the Huanhuan Sect!" The young man had no cultivation, but his eyes were filled with boundless hatred.

"Hehe! I didn't expect you to have such big talk. Fine, I'll wait to see how you destroy the Huanhuan Sect. But, hehe, no cauldron has ever lasted more than three days with us. Your yang essence is almost depleted, and you might die by tonight... hehe, come, give me a kiss..."

The twin-bunned maiden cupped the young man's face, kissed him, and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The Huanhuan Sect, a female demon sect, practiced cultivation techniques that required gathering male yang energy, which was despised by the righteous path.

They were not just taking advantage of the young man but torturing him to death step by step.

The moon rose in the night sky, and the last batch of maidens finally returned to their rooms to rest. In the Union Hall, only the young man remained, his essence and energy scattered.

His skin was fair, but now it was covered with the marks of the female demons. His long hair, once flowing like a waterfall, was now stained with the saliva and bodily fluids of the women.

His yang energy was almost depleted, and his life was in danger, but his hatred did not diminish. Beneath the hatred, there was a hint of worry.

"I wonder how my younger brother is doing. He must have been sold to the demon sect by the traitor as well..."

The young man's name was Ning Fan, the son of a servant in the Ning family of Hai Ning, who had been sold to the demon sect by a traitor in the Ning family.

He had a younger brother named Ning Gu, who had also been sold.

This was the world of cultivation, a world of the strong preying on the weak. Even women, if their cultivation was powerful enough, could freely humiliate men!

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Ning Fan gritted his teeth, having always been kind to others, he never expected to end up like this.

"I must escape the Huanhuan Sect, join a immortal sect, and avenge myself!"

He struggled to get up, but his fingers had no strength. His lower body was numb, having been ridden by the maidens, and he could not move.

The door of the Union Hall was unlocked, and the demonesses did not even tie Ning Fan with ropes. They did not think he had the strength to escape.

They did not even think he would survive the night.

The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman. After being humiliated by a hundred demonesses, Ning Fan's essence and energy were scattered, and he was certain to die.

"Am I going to die... Ning Gu, you must live on and avenge me!"

He closed his eyes in despair, his breathing gradually weakening.

The night was quiet, with only the chirping of crickets outside the Union Hall. Ning Fan knew that this was the sound of crickets courting, and the thought made him feel sick.

Just as he was about to die, the door of the Union Hall creaked open.

A young girl in white, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a few steamed buns, tiptoed into the hall.

"Are you so young that you want to humiliate me too? Hmph, you're too young to know better. If you have the guts, just give me a quick death!"

Ning Fan turned his head, his anger burning, staring at the young girl in white.

"Big brother, I... I'm not here to 'play' with you..." The girl saw Ning Fan's naked body, her face turning red, and she turned away, her voice trembling.

"Hmph, you dare to play with me! Haha, haha! Cough, cough, cough..." Ning Fan laughed bitterly, but his weakness caused him to cough.

The girl quickly came over, took out the buns, and placed them on the ground, gently patting Ning Fan's chest to make him feel better.

"I won't thank you!" Ning Fan sneered stubbornly.

"I... I really am not here to play with you... Big brother, I was also captured by 'Shagu'... My brother was used as a cauldron and died three years ago... They didn't kill me because I was young, but when I grow up, I will... I will also break my innocence and join the demon sect..."

The girl's tears fell as she spoke of her dead brother. Her face, different from the demonesses, showed a purity that softened Ning Fan's heart, and he believed her.

"Big brother, you must live, you must, you must not die..." The girl's face was sad, and she felt that Ning Fan was very much like her brother.

The demon sect did not allow feeding the male cauldrons, but the girl risked punishment to steal the buns and feed Ning Fan.

She truly had a good heart.

"I don't want to die either. I want to avenge myself, I want to save my brother..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

"Big brother, eat the buns. If you eat, you might not die... You've been... drained by them, you need to replenish... Unfortunately, I don't have a spiritual root, so I can't cultivate, or I would catch a mountain chicken and make soup to replenish you..."

"Stupid girl, you have hands and feet, you should escape... Escape the demon sect and live a normal life... Don't stay here, it's too dirty. Cough, cough, cough..." Ning Fan, knowing he was doomed, had no desire to live. In his final moments, a girl's concern made him feel the warmth of humanity.

He was content and did not want the girl to die here.

"I have been poisoned by them, and there is no antidote, so I can't escape... Big brother, don't talk anymore, eat the buns, I'll feed you..."

The night deepened, and Ning Fan's breathing became more difficult, and he could no longer swallow the buns.

"You... go away..."

Ning Fan knew he was about to die and did not want the innocent girl to see his dying form.

"Big brother..." The girl's heart ached. She could see that Ning Fan was about to die, just like every cauldron before him.

Her brother had the same expression when he died.

"You... still not leaving!" Ning Fan gritted his teeth, urging her to leave. His face was pale, and his body was beginning to cool.

"Big brother, then I'll go... This jade pendant I found on the mountain, wear it, and you won't feel cold..." The girl took a jade lock from her chest, still warm, and placed it in Ning Fan's hand.

She sighed softly, wiped her tears, and left the hall.

"What... is your name..." Ning Fan's consciousness was fading.

"I... I'm called Zhehe..."

The girl, unable to bear turning around, whispered and fled the Union Hall.

"Big brother, you will die too, and one day, I will die as well. We are all unfortunate people."

Ning Fan's breath faded, and just before he lost consciousness, he felt a warmth in his heart, which had finally thawed.

In a daze, he had a short dream. He found himself in a dark, misty void. In front of him stood a fiery stele. There were words on the stele, but they were too dazzling to read.

Suddenly, he felt his body beginning to warm up.

The girl named Zhehe seemed to have been telling the truth; the ancient jade lock seemed to warm his body.

Ning Fan did not notice that at the moment he lost consciousness, the woman's bodily fluids and the man's yang essence on his hand had stained the jade lock, causing it to emit a faint red light.

His depleted essence and energy were gradually recovering.

An ancient, obscure chanting voice came from the jade lock.

"Treasure of the Yin-Yang Realm, the Yin-Yang Lock, Heaven as wife, Earth as concubine, the masses as cauldrons, the path of Yin and Yang, dual cultivation..."

This voice echoed in Ning Fan's mind for a long time. And from that day on, his name, Ning Fan, would be inscribed in the annals of the demon world.

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