Dual cultivation sect

 'A demon' she thought to herself. 'A demon... a demon' her mind echoed several times, trying to figure out what it meant. 'There are evil creatures which were annihilated millions of years ago by...' Her mind flashed memories of her mother's stories. She suddenly looked at her body, her hands. "Nooo" she whispered, looking at herself fearfully. This couldn't be happening. She had turned into those evil creatures.

"But-" she thought, her emotions in turmoil. She looked at Tian Jing with a complex expression. "I-I..."

He chuckled at her. "You... You think you are evil?"

Hearing this, Qing Lian didn't understand. Was she not? "Does your emotion change? What would you do if your mother was here? Wouldn't you embrace her? Cry? Have you lost your affection for her? Or are you some mad animal who wants to kill everyone?"

With each question, her eyes widened even more. She looked at herself, pondering. "I am really the same," she thought. She looked at her master again, now with more admiration.

"Now then," Tian Jing said as they got closer to the sect, He began to explain the true nature of demons. "Demons are not inherently evil. They are...."

As they arrived to the sect, he fnished his explanation, he looked at her, waiting for her response.

"Master... I understand" she said, her voice filled with a new sense of clarity and acceptance. "I will embrace what I am and grow stronger for our cause."

He nodded back, satisfied with her response. As they descended from the flying treasure in front of the sect, they noticed two ladyguards arguing with each other, not realizing their approach.

...barely had a chance to use the spirit pools this week!"

the other shot back, "That's because you don't make the most of your time there, Lan! It's not my fault you waste your sessions chatting instead of cultivating."

Lan's eyes flashed with anger. "That's not true! You kno-"

Their argument is suddenly ended by the sudden surge of a powerful aura. Both guards widened their eyes in shock and fear, searching for the source.

Their expressions changed as they saw a tall, otherworldly handsome man approaching them. They didn't notice Qing Lian beside him, their gazes locked on Tian Jing's face, mesmerized. Their thoughts stopped as the face they were locked on became cold and darkened. Tian Jing opened his mouth, his voice filled with authority and menace.

"Tell your Sect Master to come immediately" he said, his tone regular but carrying an unmistakable weight of command.

As he unleashed his aura even more, the two guards immediately fled, their previous argument forgotten.

As they left, Qing Lian turned to Tian Jing. "Master, may I ask why we are here?" she asked. She no longer feared him as much, having spent hours with him on the flying boat.

Turning his gaze back to the alluring fox who wore rags that didn't even properly cover her body due to their small size, Tian Jing spoke "I need Yin Qi..." Qing Lian's ears turned redder, and her face flushed. 'Y-Yin Qi' she thought. 'But why are we here?' 'Can... I... but'

While she pondered hard, her thoughts were interrupted by her master muttering as he observed several figures approaching them. "They are beautiful, but I won't dual cultivate like my... Before her, he only did for lust but I am different."

His servant, who heard this, was about to ask who he was referring to but couldn't as a handsome middle-aged man shouted "You dare to threaten our disciples and command me and my partner to come immediately!"

'Two sect masters, huh' Tian Jing thought. It was rare even in dual cultivation sects. When the elders and sect masters saw the guards' faces, they thought someone really strong was here. However, as they sensed his cultivation was only in the Grandmaster realm, they sighed in relief while their fury started to build.

"Hey, aren't you going to—" The middle-aged man turned back to his partner to say something, but what he saw was the elders and his partner were frozen, looking intensely at Tian Jing. "HEY!" He unleashed a bit of his aura to wake them up. As the female sect master awoke, , "Young man, we were going to kill you because you threatened our guards, but I will forgive you if you crawl to my feet and be my toy... I'll even let you touch my everything..." she spoke the last part seductively.

It was normal for dual cultivators to have more than one partner, so this didn't anger her partner. Understanding what was going on, the male sect master, even though he could kill Tian Jing easily as he was in the Spirit Lord realm, wanted to have fun first. Seeing the woman behind Tian Jing, he was shocked by how beatiful her even with the dirty clothes he froze a few seconds. then said, "Hey, I will forgive you too, if you just hand over that woman of yours in 3 seconds. Don't worry, beauty, I am always a gentle person..." he glanced over her body once more and continued "...maybe not always" he laughed while looking at Tian Jing.

Qing Lian felt a bit scared, but a pat on her head immediately calmed her. '3,' '2,' "Come on, just hand over the slav—" '1.'

In an instant, Tian Jing's aura exploded, he moved with blinding speed, appearing in front of the middle-aged man before anyone could react. His hand thrust forward with terrifying precision, piercing the man's dantian region. The man's eyes widened in shock and agony as Tian Jing's fingers tore through his core.

Tian Jing's face remained cold and unyielding as he executed the move. His grip tightened, and with a single, forceful motion, he shattered the man's core, obliterating his cultivation. The sound of the core breaking echoed through the courtyard. It was a direct move, devoid of any cultivation technique. He had no desire to use cultivation skills, especially since he had given nearly half of his blood essence to Qing Lian, and also his cultivation was unstable right now.

The middle-aged man fell to his knees with a thud, his eyes glazed with disbelief and pain. He didn't understand what had happened,

With the same nonchalant expression on his face, Tian Jing turned his gaze to the elders and the Sect Master, who were just a few meters away. When they saw him looking at them, they instinctively fell to their knees, trying to speak but unable to form words. Seconds passed like hours until the silence was finally broken by the figure in front of them.

"I don't really care when the insult is directed at me," Tian Jing began, his voice cold. His eyes and face darkened, and the nonchalant expression changed to one of menace. "But do not think I would let it slide when you insult something that belongs to me."

Qing Lian's face blushed a little. 'Master...' she thought, her heart fluttering with a mix of emotions. The elders and Sect Masters, initially relieved that they seemed to be forgiven, froze at his next words.

"Give me your sect's whole storage of Yin Qi," Tian Jing demanded. They froze, paralyzed by the implications of his request. What could they do? They didn't dare disobey, but the whole storage represented years, even decades, of their work. The Sect Masters and elders would periodically contribute their Yin and Yang Qi to the treasure hall, maintaining reserves for students or emergencies.

Seeing their fearful expressions, Tian Jing waited for them to answer. After a few minutes, the female Sect Master, who were so elegant and graceful just a few seconds ago, spoke timidly. "W-We will give it to you if the esteemed o- esteemed ones can wait here or come with us."

Tian Jing smiled, seemingly pleased with the answer. "Don't worry, I will compensate with something more precious" he said, his tone sounding truthful. Yet, the sect members found it hard to believe. It seemed too good to be true, especially from someone who had just demonstrated such ruthless power.

As they reached the treasure hall, Tian Jing spoke with an air of authority, "I don't have any storage rings, so I will take a few of yours." Extending his hand, he watched as the Sect Masters and elders handed over their storage rings, their faces etched with helplessness. Without hesitation, he began placing the bottles of Yin Qi into the rings, one after another.

'Master... I thought he was joking when he said he would take them all,' Qing Lian thought helplessly, watching the distress grow on the faces of the elders and Sect Masters, especially the female ones. Their years of hard work were vanishing before their eyes.

Tian Jing continued to fill the rings with Yin Qi, seemingly indifferent to their anguish. 'He... took them all....' everybody thought the same as realized he had finished. Turning back, Tian Jing noticed their fearful gazes and one with a wry smile.

"Now then, where is that middle-aged man's pavilion?" he asked, his tone softer than usual. He felt a sense of satisfaction, knowing he could now stabilize his cultivation.

"I-I can show you" the female Sect Master stuttered, lowering her head. She hesitated for a few seconds, surprising Tian Jing. "I-I... if the esteemed one needs a little more Yin Qi, I can give you" she offered, still looking down, her voice a mix of fear and longing.