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

The female disciples were both ashamed and angry, wishing to immediately rush forward and tear him into pieces.

Jingyi angrily shouted, "Duo Yin Lian Hua Formation, assemble!"

The women changed their formation, forming two circles. The white sword blades danced and made a swishing sound, as if white lotus flowers were blooming.

"Trivial skills!" Ye Qingchen sneered.

Although he was unarmed and unable to display the Immortal Law in this place, he did not regard this group of people highly even with his advanced internal strength.

Moreover, he had just broken through to the Qi Refining Late Stage, equivalent to entering the realm of internal energy. His strength had increased significantly.

He lifted both hands, raised his sleeves, and a gust of wind suddenly rose.

The two layers of formations were directly overturned.

The women screamed and scattered in all directions.

There were loud thuds and crashes everywhere, the sound of bodies hitting and breaking things.

These women had only learned some basic swordsmanship. In front of Ye Qingchen, who had reached the realm of internal energy, they were naturally no match for him.

Even Jingyi, who had some skill, was already lying on the ground, coughing up blood.

Ye Qingchen did not kill them, otherwise these women would be either dead or maimed.

They were just following orders and were not wicked individuals.

"Swoosh!"

The sound of wind rang out as a red figure shot out from the bed.

"Bastard, come and die!"

It turned out that the palace master had put on a red robe while Ye Qingchen was dealing with the women earlier, and had taken a Revitalizing Yang Pill.

The Revitalizing Yang Pill was her remedy when she couldn't absorb yang energy from men.

Originally, the Revitalizing Yang Pill was a necessary supplement for practicing Profound Yin Technique. However, the medicinal ingredients required to refine this pill were extremely precious and expensive, so she couldn't afford it.

That's why she kidnapped men to serve as substitutes for the Revitalizing Yang Pill. From any perspective, free men were better than a precious pill.

Although the palace master had lost half of her Profound Yin Technique to Ye Qingchen, she still counted as a Martial Artist with advanced internal strength.

However, she had been tortured by Ye Qingchen just now and was almost exhausted, so her combat power was naturally not as strong as before.

She launched several palm strikes, which were fierce and accompanied by strong winds, directly targeting vital points, but Ye Qingchen easily avoided them.

"You slut, you were so satisfied just now, but now you don't recognize anyone when you pull up your pants?"

The palace master was both ashamed and angry. With a flick of her right hand, a disciple's sword flew towards her.

She caught the hilt of the sword, swung it in a graceful arc, and bit her silver teeth. The person and the sword became one, flying through the air.

This strike was made with all her strength, extremely fast, and enhanced by the Profound Yin Technique. The person and the sword in the air turned into illusions.

If an ordinary person faced this, even if their strength was equal to hers, it would be difficult to dodge and they would either die or be injured.

"I wanted to spare your life because of our night together and because you helped me improve my cultivation. But since you insist on being relentless and exterminating me, then I won't be polite!"

Ye Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed as he gathered his internal strength between his palms.

The palace master's sword was in front of him, but Ye Qingchen didn't dodge or avoid it. He grabbed the sword with one hand, slightly turned his body, and used the momentum to throw her person and sword in a circle, heavily smashing them onto the ground.

All of this happened in an instant.

"Boom!"

Dust filled the air.

A large pit was smashed into the ground.

"Palace master!"

Although Ye Qingchen didn't use his full strength, the female disciples were injured but not dead. They crawled up from the ground and surrounded him.

Then, the whole scene fell silent.

It turned out that the pit smashed into the ground was not just a pit, but a secret chamber.

Through the pit, it was discovered that there was actually a hidden chamber underground.

The female disciples of the Dou Yin Palace had already experienced Ye Qingchen's power and knew that even if they joined forces, they were no match for him.

Moreover, they were all injured now, so fighting him again would be purely suicidal.

The current plan was to first see if the palace master was dead or alive, and then consider the consequences.

Everyone jumped into the hole and entered the secret chamber.

This sudden turn of events surprised even Ye Qingchen.

Where there was a secret chamber, there were usually earth-shattering secrets.

He was curious and also jumped into the hole to see what was going on.

It is human nature to love gossip and watch strange things happen.

The secret chamber was dimly lit, and the female disciples surrounded the lifeless body of the palace master, at a loss.

Although they hated Ye Qingchen to the bone, there was nothing they could do.

After all, the palace master was dead, and fighting desperately seemed meaningless.

"Quick, look!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the sound and were surprised.

It turned out that in the far corner of the secret room, there was a person in white clothes chained up.

Someone brought a torch, and in the light, everyone cautiously approached and surrounded the person.

The person was sitting crookedly in the corner, their white clothes dirty and filthy.

Their head was leaning against the wall, with messy hair covering their face, making it difficult to see their appearance.

Their hands and feet were chained, and there was a thick chain connecting them to the corner of the wall.

On the ground beside them, there was a large bowl with leftover food.

The scene was reminiscent of a dog being kept.

Suddenly, the person twisted their body, shook their hair, and revealed a pale face, glaring fiercely at everyone.

Everyone gasped in shock and stepped back, as if they had seen a demon.

"The palace master?!" someone exclaimed.

"Why is there another palace master?"

"What's going on?"

"Oh my, could it be that the palace master outside is fake, and this is the real palace master?"

Finally, someone realized what was happening, and everyone panicked.

Several disciples stepped forward and helped the woman up.

"A bunch of useless people!"

It was the voice of a young woman.

"For over a year, you didn't realize that the bitch was fake?"

The female disciples looked at each other, unsure of who was real and who was fake.

The woman looked furious, raised her hand and pulled at her collar, revealing a bright red plum-shaped birthmark in her collarbone hollow.

Seeing this, the female disciples no longer doubted and knelt down, bowing in fear.

Jingyi nervously reported, "Palace master, the fake palace master looks very similar to you in appearance and figure, but there are some differences in demeanor and appearance. We have always had suspicions, but we had no evidence."

"Don't you know how to check this mark?" the woman asked.

Jingyi replied, "We have already discovered that she doesn't have this mark, but she claimed that it disappeared due to her cultivation practice. She practices evil techniques and is extremely strict with us, often killing people. We have low martial arts skills and can only obey. We were blind and ignorant, please punish us, palace master!"

The woman's expression turned fierce and resentful as she said in a stern voice, "This bitch is truly wicked. She locked me up in this dark and miserable dungeon, living a life worse than pigs and dogs. And she is enjoying herself outside! It's a pity that she died so easily. Otherwise, I would have tortured her to death! "

She coldly scanned the kneeling disciples, who trembled in anticipation of their fate.

After a long time, she sighed and said, "Considering that you were all deceived, I will forgive you. Go and find the key to set me free!"

Ye Qingchen thought to himself that he hesitated a bit when he killed that woman just now.

Such a supremely beautiful woman is rare in the world, and it's a shame that she was killed after only experiencing her once!

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a fake palace master.

Since the fake palace master was able to deceive all the disciples, it is likely that the real palace master looks very similar to her in appearance and figure.

However, with her disheveled appearance now, like a fierce ghost, it is hard to tell if she is beautiful or not.

If she really looks exactly like the fake palace master, how could I, Ye Qingchen, easily let her go?

He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Why bother with a key when it's just an iron lock?"

The palace master looked up, suspiciously asking, "Who are you?"

"I am Ye Qingchen."

One of the disciples by her side reported, "Palace master, it was this young man who killed the imposter just now. Accidentally, he smashed a big hole in the ground, and that's how we discovered this place."

At this point, Ye Qingchen had already reached the palace master.

He grabbed the iron lock on her wrist with both hands, seemingly not exerting much force, and easily opened the lock.

He then proceeded to open the locks on her ankles and waist in the same manner.

The palace master regained her freedom, and with the support of the female disciples, she stood up reluctantly, gently rubbing her wrist, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Gongzi, you opened the iron lock with your bare hands, truly impressive! You have saved me, and I will surely repay you. Let me go out and freshen up, then we can meet again!"