Chapter 5

Inside the Inner Sect, at Shi Xingwang's cave dwelling.

"I didn't expect Song Ting to also guide the qi into his body."

"Unfortunately, he is just an Outer Sect member." Shi Xingwang stood beside a chair, leaning on its arm, deep in thought, without sitting down.

Sitting would cause his buttocks to ache severely.

"Damn elder, so strong, almost tore me apart." Shi Xingwang's face was a mix of anger and helplessness.

That part of his body still felt hot and painful from time to time.

"But, it's worth it. Song Ting, Sui Manying, you two scoundrels, you despicable pair!"

"Whatever I want, I will get!"

"Song Ting, the next time we go down the mountain to plunder, it will be your end!"

"Sui Shimei, once the elder breaks through to the Yuanying stage, just wait and see what I'll do to you!"

He still had some fear of Sui Manying's warning.

So Shi Xingwang planned to act outside the sect.

The elder's dual cultivation technique benefits both parties, and now Shi Xingwang has reached the third level of Qi Cultivation.

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Yang Peak, the gathering place of the Outer Sect male disciples.

Through layers of mist, Song Ting stumbled, carrying a rolled-up straw mat, and entered the cave dwelling assigned to him by the sect.

Creak~

After showing his token with one hand, the cave dwelling's door slowly opened.

The layout inside remained unchanged, with a familiar large bed, a mat, and some messy, unattended living facilities.

Song Ting first placed the straw mat in the corner, tidied up, and then closed the door.

Sitting on the mat, he felt a sense of calm from it, and took out the Outer Sect cultivation technique of the Huanhuan Sect.

"The Yin-Yang Absorption Technique"!

"During dual cultivation, follow this technique to circulate the qi in your body, stimulate the primordial yang, and absorb the primordial yin into your body..."

Song Ting closed the technique and frowned; this technique was too cruel.

He was now a cultivator and could feel that the primordial yang taken by Sui Manying had not fully recovered.

If this technique were used on ordinary women, they would likely die young after one use.

After several full uses, the primordial yin would be completely drained.

"System, what do you think of this technique?"

[The Yin-Yang Absorption Technique, a low-grade technique, a method that damages virtue and life.]

[Note: When this technique was created, the heavens were angered and sent down a thunderbolt, killing the creator on the spot.]

"Can you change it from low-grade to medium-grade?"

Cultivation techniques are generally divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, supreme, legendary, and mythical techniques.

[This modification requires 300 Yin-Yang points. Do you want to modify it?]

"Yes." Song Ting did not hesitate; he did not want to harm innocent girls.

[Ding! Modification successful. The result is as follows:]

[The Yin-Yang Convergence Technique, a medium-grade technique, a proper dual cultivation method where the dominant person gains cultivation without harming the partner.]

[Remaining Yin-Yang points: 220]

After the modification, the technique in Song Ting's hand suddenly emitted a golden light, and the pages flipped rapidly without wind, with countless characters flying into the air, melting like spring snow and then regenerating, transforming endlessly.

After three breaths, the content of the technique had changed.

"Good!" Song Ting smiled in satisfaction after reading it and began to cultivate the technique.

At that moment, a few people outside the cave dwelling, about ten feet away, sneered and said, "What a handsome little junior brother."

"Indeed, if we could take him to the wilderness for some fun, it would be a great pleasure in life."

"Good, have you all checked carefully?"

"Senior Brother, absolutely no problem. He has a mixed spiritual root and was promoted from a servant. He has no background or support!"

The man called Senior Brother pondered for a moment: "Promoted from a servant, he must have extraordinary perseverance."

"Be cautious when you act, understand?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I'll let you have the first go! Hehehe."

These male cultivators of the Huanhuan Sect, accustomed to red powder and rouge, had developed a penchant for men due to their cultivation techniques.

Song Ting, sitting on the mat, was unaware of the danger outside the cave dwelling and was focused on studying the technique.

A day later, Song Ting opened his lively eyes and stretched his body.

"Phew, finally mastered it." He stood up, feeling a bit hungry, and prepared to go out to find something to eat.

However, when he opened the door, several men with soft faces stood outside.

"Who are you?" Song Ting became alert and pulled his foot back.

The cave dwelling was protected by an array, and staying inside was safer than being outside.

The leading senior brother stepped forward, stroked his chin, and smiled, "Junior brother, we are disciples of Yang Peak and your senior brothers."

"We just discovered a secret realm on Yang Peak and want to go there with you for training."

Song Ting inwardly scoffed and slammed the door shut.

Such a good thing would never come to him first. No way.

When a good thing is not discovered by you first, it might turn into a bad thing by the time it reaches your ears.

Seeing Song Ting decisively close the door, the group's faces twitched.

"This little thing is actually so cautious."

"Senior Brother, what should we do now?"

"What's there to fear? How long can he hide in his cave dwelling?"

Their calculations were correct. Song Ting's cave dwelling had no food or spirit grains, and he wouldn't last two days.

Through the window crack, he saw them eating roasted meat.

"I'm going to be trapped to death."

"Are they here to kill me, sent by Shi Xingwang?"

Song Ting turned and lay on the bed, his eyes lifeless.

He only had 220 Yin-Yang points left, which was far too little for him.

Creak, the door opened, and the listless Song Ting stepped out of the cave dwelling.

The group outside's eyes gleamed, and they put down their roasted meat, surrounding Song Ting.

"Junior Brother Song, you finally came out."

"Let's go explore that secret realm together."

One of the men reached out and grabbed Song Ting's wrist.

Song Ting's body trembled. He saw desire, not killing intent, in this man's eyes.

"It seems they don't want to kill me." Song Ting felt relieved.

He was right. When he observed them through the window, they didn't carry any weapons, so they probably weren't there to kill.

Outer Sect disciples didn't have storage bags and couldn't hide weapons.

Then, he asked in his mind, "System, inspect!"

[Inspection result: Huanhuan Sect male cultivator, Qi Cultivation level six, has a preference for men.]

[Note: Killing a man with a preference for men or a mirror-polishing cultivator will grant Yin-Yang points.]

Song Ting's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of killing intent rose within him.

These people lusted after his body, but he lusted after their lives.

Unfortunately, he was too weak and in the sect, making it difficult to act.

After the inspection, Song Ting shook off the rough hand.

The man didn't get angry, just laughed and said, "Little Brother Song, you have quite a personality."

After walking for a while, they arrived at a dense forest.

The forest had no birds or beasts, only occasional screams of agony from deep within.

Song Ting occasionally saw candles, foul-smelling plugs, and blood-stained whips among the fallen leaves.

The male cultivators of the Huanhuan Sect were even more perverted than the female ones.

His eyes turned cold, and he felt a chill down his spine.

The group stopped in front of a clearing, turned, and leaned against a tree, smiling as they examined Song Ting's body.