Chapter 151

The pride of an aristocratic family depended on what they were facing.

When the temptation was great enough, all pretenses of status were meaningless.

In her eyes, just the techniques and pills before them were no less valuable than the opportunities all the major factions were fighting over—perhaps even more so!

This was something that could make their family soar!

Ji YunJing pursed her lips and analyzed seriously, “We shouldn’t alert them. The fact that these things were openly displayed means the QingLian Sect’s secrets run even deeper.”

“There must be even greater fortunes hidden within this sect—ones we know nothing about!”

Hearing this, Ji QianYue calmed down.

That made sense. She had been too impulsive earlier.

“Then… what does the Third Young Miss plan to do?”

“Investigate further.” Ji YunJing said decisively.

“Sister QianYue, while gathering these things, did you learn any sect secrets?”

“Secrets…” Ji QianYue muttered, then paused as if remembering something. “There is one… related to the QingLian Sect’s holy land.”

After two consecutive blows, even someone as proud as her couldn’t stay arrogant.

When she mentioned the holy land, there was no trace of her previous disdain.

“That tower? What about it?” Ji YunJing asked curiously.

She had been interested in it before but held back from asking to visit after learning it was a sacred site.

“Apparently, the core materials for refining those two pills come from the Demon-Sealing Tower. The Alchemy Pavilion elder supposedly gathers ingredients there daily.”

“Oh, and another thing—every disciple who trains there experiences a rapid leap in cultivation.”

“Then this must be the key! Sister QianYue, we must uncover its secrets!” Ji YunJing declared firmly.

And so, several days later…

Under the same moonlit night, two women once again took advantage of the darkness to explore the mysteries of the Demon-Sealing Tower.

The solitary tower, piercing the clouds atop the mountain peak, seemed to foreshadow something.

Meanwhile, inside the Demon-Sealing Tower, it was anything but quiet.

Squelch, squelch!

The most fundamental law of the universe was that all things moved from order to chaos.

Scraps of fabric were scattered everywhere.

From Liu RuYan, Xu QingYao, and Ji ZhiQing at the top…

To NanGong Ling, Yu Hua, and Zhou Qin at the bottom…

Today, every woman with long-term access privileges was present.

After the last injection was delivered to Yu Hua, who was trembling from the impact on her back, Ning Chen clapped his hands, interrupting the indulgent atmosphere.

Withdrawing his gaze from the surveillance screens, a faint smile curled his lips.

“Good. Now that everyone has had their share, it’s time for you all to go downstairs and welcome our uninvited guests.”

“From afar, it didn’t seem like much, but up close… it’s magnificent.”

Gazing up at the colossal pagoda, Ji QianYue couldn’t help but murmur.

Normally, such an important place would be heavily guarded, right?

Instead of hiding it, they built it so conspicuously—was it all for show, or were they just that confident?

Ji QianYue pressed the back of her hand against her soft chest. For some reason, the closer she got, the more restless she felt.

Was she… afraid?

No way. Ji QianYue shook her head.

It must be exciting to finally uncover the truth!

She was a Void Refinement cultivator! Even suppressed to the Divine Transformation stage in this world, she was invincible!

What was there to fear?

In contrast, Ji YunJing had no such reservations. She pushed the door open and stepped inside without hesitation.

The elegant and ancient inner chamber came into view, but the Ji family had seen even more luxurious decorations, so they remained unmoved.

“Third Young Miss, beware of traps,” Ji QianYue warned as she quickly caught up.

Her gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings.

The placed lanterns, the still-burning incense burner—it all looked like a perfectly normal residence for a refined scholar, except for the lack of people. Nothing seemed out of place.

However, the two women soon noticed something unusual—the hollow space at the very top, revealing layer upon layer.

Were people up there?

Were the secrets hidden up there?

Ji YunJing and Ji QianYue had the same thought simultaneously. They stepped onto the central jade platform together.

But before they could fly up, the platform automatically began ascending with them on it.

“This mechanism is so fun! When we go back, I’m definitely having something similar made!” Ji YunJing crouched down, enthusiastically tracing the intricate patterns beneath her feet.

Ji QianYue sighed inwardly.

The Third Young Miss could be so clear-headed when thinking, yet so childish when acting.

Just as she was about to remind her to stay alert—

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Multiple sharp sounds came from above.

Ji QianYue’s expression turned cold as she looked up and saw several black spheres hurtling down.

Pathetic trap. As if this could hurt anyone!

With a wave of her hand, strands of pure spiritual energy shot out, precisely intercepting each black sphere.

But the next moment—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the spheres collided with her spiritual energy, they exploded, releasing thick pink smoke that rapidly expanded and scattered.

The jade platform’s passage was a tubular structure, and in almost an instant, the space was completely filled.

“Not good!” Ji QianYue’s face darkened. “Third Young Miss, hold your breath!”

Even so, she remained composed. At her level of cultivation, holding her breath for long periods was effortless.

She just needed to destroy the traps above, and everything would be fine.

But Ji QianYue was overestimating things.

Soon, she realized in horror that even without breathing, the powder was seeping into her body through her skin.

Her mind grew foggy, and an overwhelming drowsiness became impossible to resist.

No… good…

That was the last thought she managed before losing consciousness.

Ji YunJing, equally unprepared, also succumbed.

The jade platform continued ascending until it finally stopped at the tenth floor.

Ji ZhiQing, Yu Hua, and Zhou Qin stepped forward one after another.

Looking down at the two women lying on their sides, sleeping soundly, Ji ZhiQing tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and sighed.

“Using the incense from the first floor as a catalyst to activate this secret drug so quickly… Zhou Qin, your methods are truly devious.”

Zhou Qin smirked and deflected the praise. “All credit goes to Senior Sister Yu’s formula. Who knew it could knock out even a Void Refinement expert so easily? Was this also recorded in your divine book?”

Yu Hua, whose face still carried a lingering flush from being the last one “injected,” pressed the back of her hand to her cheek and replied coolly, “We still owe it to Elder Ji for cultivating the necessary herbs and refining them. Otherwise, it would’ve remained just a theory.”

Amid their mutual flattery, the jade platform continued rising—straight to the second-to-last floor.

The Punishment Chamber.