That earth-shattering roar brought an eerie silence to the entire underground lava cavern.
Every movement froze—whether it was the panicked fleeing of rogue cultivators or the Joyful Union Sect disciples maintaining the formation. All eyes snapped toward the source of the voice.
Within the formation, an unremarkable-looking rogue cultivator slowly rose to his feet.
His spiritual energy fluctuations weren’t particularly strong, hovering around the mid Foundation Establishment stage.
Yet, at this moment, an imperceptible, peculiar rhythm enveloped him, completely isolating the life-devouring power of the blood sacrifice grand formation.
Originally, sixteen rogue cultivators had been trapped in the formation. Six had already been reduced to blood-soaked bones, their vitality utterly drained.
But this man had forcibly broken free of the formation’s restraints.
“How is this possible…?”
For the first time, an expression of disbelief surfaced on Gu Ranran’s cold, peerlessly beautiful face.
Once activated, the [Blood Sacrifice Soul-Burning Grand Formation] was supposed to be inescapable—even for Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Yet this man before her…
Ignoring her shock, the rogue cultivator wore a near-manic grin as he strode confidently toward Gu Ranran at the formation’s core.
With each step, the bloody runes beneath his feet twisted unnaturally.
Gu Ranran’s instincts screamed in alarm. She immediately channeled her spiritual energy, attempting to regain control of the formation.
But the rogue cultivator was faster.
In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance. Before she could react, a swift, merciless kick sent her flying.
“BAM!”
The lofty Joyful Union Sect’s Holy Maiden was unceremoniously knocked to the ground.
As she struggled to rise, the rogue cultivator stomped down again. Crimson threads erupted from his foot, binding Gu Ranran tightly, leaving her completely immobilized.
But he wasn’t done.
Like lightning, he darted across the cavern, delivering a flurry of kicks.
“BAM! BAM! BAM!”
One after another, the remaining Joyful Union Sect female disciples were sent sprawling, each ensnared by the same blood-red threads.
Their already translucent pink robes became even more revealing as they writhed in vain.
Only then did the rogue cultivator leisurely explain, “Heh, tough luck. When I reached Foundation Establishment, I obtained a purple destiny—one that lets me ignore sacrificial formations within the same major realm and even reflect their effects back.”
The entire sequence was so fluid it left onlookers dizzy.
The rogue cultivators watching from the periphery stood dumbfounded, momentarily forgetting to flee.
Hidden in the shadows, Su Ji clicked his tongue in amazement.
The rogue cultivator, now satisfied, dusted off his hands and sauntered back to Gu Ranran.
Crouching beside her, his face twisted into a lecherous smirk as he rubbed his hands together like an excited fly.
“Heheh, I’ve never tasted a Holy Maiden before.”
His wandering hands began their exploration.
“Stop!”
Gu Ranran’s icy demeanor cracked, her face burning with humiliation. Never had she suffered such indignity.
Yet, bound by the formation’s power, she could do nothing but protest.
Just as the rogue cultivator was about to claim his prize, one of the surviving rogue cultivators finally snapped out of his daze and shouted, “Brother! Don’t hog all the fun! Free us from this damned formation too! Let’s all teach this witch a lesson!”
“Yeah! Sharing is caring, right?”
The suggestion was met with eager agreement.
Their gazes toward the rogue cultivator were a mix of envy, resentment, and a barely concealed greed.
Pausing, the rogue cultivator seemed to consider their words.
With a careless wave, he obliged.
“Fine, fine. Let you all have a taste too.”
“But I go first. You lot line up.”
A strange ripple spread, and the formation’s core—once voraciously draining spiritual energy—flickered out. The remaining rogue cultivators were freed.
“Many thanks, brother!”
“Your generosity knows no bounds!”
Overjoyed, the nine liberated rogue cultivators eagerly closed in, surrounding Gu Ranran like wolves.
“You—what do you think you’re doing?!”
For the first time, genuine fear flashed across Gu Ranran’s face as she took in the hungry mob.
But the only responses were a chorus of vulgar remarks and a sea of groping hands.
Soon, the cavern echoed with indecent sounds.
Gu Ranran’s once-cold voice…
Began to mimic Tom Cat.
What does that even mean?
One man became an entire band.
Capable of handling wind, string, and percussion all at once.
From the shadows, Su Ji shook his head.
This unlucky?
She actually ran into a natural counter to her destiny?
But something still felt off.
This is the Joyful Union Sect’s Holy Maiden?
He decided to keep watching.
Suddenly, one rogue cultivator yelped, “Tired… of being kicked around by the Holy Maiden…”
Before he could finish, a crisp SMACK rang out.
The formation-breaker slapped him upside the head, cursing, “You’d rather play with that when there’s a paradise right here?!”
The onlookers were stunned.
As rogue cultivators, they rarely even glimpsed Joyful Union Sect disciples—let alone had a chance to sample a Holy Maiden’s… favors.
This is a Holy Maiden!
Another rogue cultivator hesitantly spoke up, “Brother… mind if I join?”
“I can…”
He racked his brain but couldn’t think of anything valuable to offer. His voice trailed off. “I can pay in low-grade spirit stones…”
Gu Ranran seethed. “How dare you?!”
The formation-breaker grinned, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.
“Sure, come on over! One low-grade spirit stone per go.”
“But the Holy Maiden’s got a line. You can start with the other disciples if you’re impatient.”
Permission granted, the bold rogue cultivator lunged forward—straight for one of the bound female disciples.
That was the last straw.
The remaining rogue cultivators stampeded into the formation.
“Brother!”
“Brother, please, just one thing—”
Chaos erupted.
“Yes, brother, yes, there’s—”
The same rogue cultivators who’d been clamoring to slay the “witch” now fought tooth and nail for a turn.
From the shadows, Su Ji’s frown deepened.
Brother…
Why are you all charging into a sacrificial formation?
Use your brains.
Does this make sense?
No matter how badly Gu Ranran had miscalculated, she shouldn’t have fallen this far.
As the Joyful Union Sect’s Holy Maiden, she had to have life-saving treasures.
Yet from start to finish, aside from her initial outrage, she’d offered no resistance—letting the rogue cultivators have their way.
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