There Are Too Many Girls, Which Greatly Delays My Cultivation Of Immortality.

One hour later.

Outer chamber.

Three female disciples waited here.

"It's been so long, why haven't they come out yet?" Sister Jingyi looked in the direction of the secret door, puzzled.

Xiaocui worriedly said, "Sister, could something have happened to the palace lord?"

Xiao'e echoed, "Yes, sister, why don't you go in and check? It used to only take half an incense stick's time."

Sister Jingyi glared at them and said, "The palace lord has boundless power, what could happen to them?"

Xiaocui blinked her eyes, wanting to say something but hesitated.

After a moment of hesitation, Xiao'e said, "Sister, you don't know, this man is not a good person!"

"Rest assured, our palace lord is unfathomable, how could they lose to him?"

Xiao'e said, "At first, I thought the same, but now it's been too long, and I can't help but worry that something unexpected has happened to the palace lord."

Jingyi nodded and said, "The palace lord strictly forbids anyone from disturbing them, so no one dares to enter the inner chamber now. But there is something suspicious about this. You two stay here, I'll go out and gather the other sisters here, just in case."

...

Inside the inner chamber, on the bed, the woman was covered in sweat and suddenly exclaimed, "What's going on? Why has my power greatly diminished?"

Her tone was weak and feeble.

Ye Qingchen laughed and said, "Haha, those people under you before could only let you absorb Primordial Yang as you pleased. But I was prepared long ago, not only to prevent my Primordial Yang from being lost, but also to steal half of your Profound Yin power."

"You didn't even notice, haha... thank you!"

Having cultivated as an immortal for over five hundred years in his previous life, Ye Qingchen had some knowledge of the martial dao techniques in the mortal world. Techniques like the Star Absorption Method and the North Ming Divine Art were all within his grasp.

Ye Qingchen never expected that the Profound Yin power would be so beneficial to him.

By stealing only half of the woman's power, he successfully broke through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining and entered the late stage of Qi Refining.

The strength of the late stage of Qi Refining was already equivalent to that of a master in the mortal martial dao.

A master in the martial dao could infuse their inner energy into soft objects, turning them into sharp weapons.

A leaf falling, a flower flying, all could be used to kill.

Ye Qingchen was overjoyed. With this, as long as he could find a place with abundant spiritual energy in this world, he believed he would soon reach the peak of Qi Refining.

With the assistance of elixirs, he could successfully build his foundation and leave behind his mortal body, officially stepping back onto the path of immortality.

"Bastard!"

Hearing that half of the power she had painstakingly cultivated for years had been stolen, the woman let out a desperate roar, "How dare you betray me, I'll kill you!"

She was furious and pushed her palm towards Ye Qingchen's chest.

She was originally a master of profound inner energy. If she had struck with this palm under normal circumstances, she would have sent a person flying more than ten zhang away. If the opponent had no inner energy protection, they might even spit blood and die.

"Smack!"

But it was weak and powerless.

Ye Qingchen laughed and said, "Are you trying to use your little fists to punch my chest?"

"What's going on?" The woman exclaimed in shock.

"You failed to replenish your Primordial Yang, causing severe depletion in your body. At this point, the Profound Yin Technique can no longer be activated," Ye Qingchen said triumphantly.

"Ah?!" The woman exerted force secretly and indeed felt her whole body go weak, feeling even more desperate.

She gasped for breath and reached out her hands, pushing Ye Qingchen with all her strength, pleading in a desperate tone:

"Please, spare me. I'm really... really about to die!"

"Hmph, when those men begged you like this before, did you spare them? Today, I will avenge those men who were drained by you!"

The woman couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I know I was wrong. As long as you spare me, I will listen to your commands in the Douyin Palace, I will obey your every order! Sob..."

Douyin Palace?

So her sect is called Douyin Palace. It seems that those subordinates were not calling her a princess, but rather the palace master.

Ye Qingchen felt a bit disappointed in his heart, instantly feeling deceived, and angrily said:

"Hmph, do you think I care about your Douyin Palace?

Today, I am here to uphold justice. How could I spare you if you ask me to?"

The woman looked hopeless, her lips tightly sealed.

She quietly reached behind the bed and pressed a mechanism.

It turned out that in order to prevent any Martial Dao experts from pretending to be weak and causing trouble when mistakenly sent into the room, she had long designed this emergency distress signal.

However, if this scene were to be seen by disciples of the sect, it would be a great loss of face for her as the palace master. So unless it was absolutely necessary, she would never use this method.

But now, it was a matter of life and death.

If she continued to consume energy, someone might really die!

At this point, she no longer cared about her dignity and reputation. Survival was the most important thing.

Outside, more than twenty disciples had already gathered. However, they didn't dare to act rashly without knowing the situation of the Dao Palace Lord.

Upon receiving the distress signal, they rushed in together, opening the secret door with a loud bang.

They saw Ye Qingchen already dressed, sitting at the table, leisurely drinking wine with a satisfied expression.

Meanwhile, the palace master curled up in the corner of the bed, holding the blanket tightly to her chest, trembling.

"Palace Master!" someone exclaimed and rushed towards her.

"Don't mind me!"

The palace master gritted her teeth, full of resentment, and weakly said:

"This person intends to harm me. Quickly chop him into minced meat!"

Receiving the order, more than twenty female disciples immediately surrounded Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen took a sip of wine and calmly said, "Your palace master practices evil techniques, causing the deaths of countless innocent men.

If you turn back now, drop your weapons, and acknowledge that you were just following orders, I will spare your lives."

"Ridiculous!" Jingyi said coldly, "Facing death, you still dare to be stubborn! If you kneel and beg for mercy, I can make your death more merciful!"

Ye Qingchen looked around and clicked his tongue a few times, saying with regret:

"So many beauties, and they will be killed just like that. What a pity!"