Chapter 848: The Final Dance of the Heavenly Dream Daoist

Compared with the Heavenly Heart Sect, Longshe Shan is very quiet, taking no part in any actions and not meddling in the sect's downfall.

After Chen Chuyang returned to Longshe Shan, he cultivated peacefully; the Yin Yuan he obtained from Hu Jiuwei and the Nine‑Tail Celestial Fox has not yet been fully digested, so many benefits must be slowly assimilated and gradually realized.

Secluding, cultivating, realizing, Chen Chuyang entered his cultivation life, and Heishanyang did the same, mentioning nothing about what happened to the Fox Clan.

Hu Yueer sensed something amiss, smelling from Chen Chuyang a terrifying scent that made her bloodline and soul tremble, and she dared not look at him.

That aura she recognized at first glance was that of the clan leader Hu Jiuwei.

Chen Hu and Chen Li were stunned for a moment, then continued cultivating, ignoring those matters.

On the quiet Longshe Shan, Shang Hongxue looked at her elder sister Shang Hongchen and said, "Shang Hongchen, your cultivation is not improving quickly; even after Advancement to the Condensing Pill stage, it will be slower than before. To raise your cultivation, you must take pills."

"But taking too many pills harms the body, severely affecting your strength and physique, and it also drains your potential."

Pills must be taken in moderation; overuse, especially of the same pill, is especially forbidden.

No matter what pill it is, it will develop resistance; relying on pills to boost cultivation is not impossible, but it must not be overused—excess is as bad as deficiency, and everyone understands that.

Shang Hongxue again acted as a persuader, trying to convince her sister to join her.

Shang Hongchen's mouth twitched; this little sister showed up again—how many times now? Every time the same argument, isn't it tiring?

She was truly exhausted, not wanting to think about the issue, yet the sister and master kept appearing, repeating those words, brainwashing her over and over. Shang Hongchen wanted to refuse, but she could not speak it out.

"Listen, Shang Hongchen, as long as you nod, I guarantee you will swiftly raise your cultivation, and there will be no side effects."

"Moreover, you will experience pleasures you have never known."

Shang Hongxue patiently and persuasively led Shang Hongchen step by step into that trap.

Shang Hongchen glared at her sister and said, "Can you stop doing this? Does Chen Chuyang know what you're doing?"

"Of course he does," Shang Hongxue replied smugly. "Nothing on Longshe Shan escapes Brother Chuyang's eyes. Shang Hongchen, if you don't help me, no one can."

"Brother Chuyang's charisma is overwhelming; many women covet him. This time I returned and smelled two unfamiliar auras on him."

"That's a woman's aura, it can't be mistaken."

Hearing this, Shang Hongchen said angrily, "Hongxue, is he bullying you?"

"No, Shang Hongchen, don't misunderstand," Shang Hongxue hurriedly waved her hand. "Brother Chuyang didn't bully me; that scent on him is that of some fox, I'm sure the Fox Clan has provoked some fox spirits."

"Most likely those fox spirits gathered; my husband is the best, they must have set their eyes on him, huh."

Shang Hongxue clenched her fist, pretended to be angry and said, "My brother Chuyang is the best; other women eye him, which shows those women have good taste."

"If you don't help me, more women will target Brother Chuyang, and then I alone will find it hard to cope."

"Shang Hongchen, I need you."

Shang Hongchen looked at her sister and shook her head.

She couldn't do it.

She truly couldn't.

Sharing a man with her sister, she simply could not get past her own hurdle.

She didn't want to lose her last dignity, nor become…

"Hongxue, you know we are sisters."

"So what?"

Shang Hongxue, hands on hips, said, "What about sisters? I don't mind, Brother Chuyang doesn't mind, our parents would love it. Hongchen, we only need you now; just nod, and I'll handle the rest."

"I guarantee you'll fall in love with that feeling, and your cultivation dream will be fulfilled."

"Relying on your own cultivation, who knows when you'll break through to the True Realm."

Shang Hongchen fell silent.

To say she wasn't moved would be false.

She had been moved long ago.

She just refused to lose face and to look back, to become Chen Chuyang's woman again.

At first she had refused to become Chen Chuyang's woman and came to break off the engagement.

She…

"Back then I…"

"Let the past stay in the past, Shang Hongchen, one must look forward."

"You cannot live in the past; you're too attached to it."

"I know all those things; it's not your fault. Turning back now benefits both of us, why be stubborn?"

"Brother Chuyang is a trustworthy person; if it were the past, I certainly wouldn't have let go, but now I hope you can help me."

Shang Hongxue held Shang Hongchen's hand and said earnestly.

This was her genuine thought: there will surely be many women around Brother Chuyang, and if they want to stay by his side they must constantly improve their cultivation. Sisters united, they will bind Brother Chuyang's body and soul, preventing those outside women from succeeding.

Then, the two of them together, who could threaten them?

Shang Hongxue pondered for a very long time before making this decision.

"Hongxue, I still can't get past my own hurdle."

Having said that, Shang Hongchen turned and left.

Shang Hongxue watched her back and smiled, "Shang Hongchen, you're moved."

"It's just your damned pride acting up; soon you'll bow your head."

Turning back, she looked toward the room.

Bowing, she said, "Brother Chuyang, consider it a favor."

……

Outside the Heavenly Heart Sect.

The chaotic battle gradually steadied.

On the ground lay many corpses; many people had died.

Their souls and spirits were scattered; there was no hope of resurrection.

The majority were Heavenly Heart Sect disciples, plus Monster Race members, Spirit Sword Sect disciples, Black Dragon Guard, and Yin Gui Sect disciples; they used their superior numbers to overwhelm the few, and every Heavenly Heart Sect disciple who had emerged was wiped out.

Daoist Tianmeng knelt down; several wounds appeared on their body, piercing through their torso.

She kept spitting blood, her soul trembling, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

At the final step, she had already seen death.

"Cough cough cough."

"You will not succeed."

"The Heavenly Heart Sect will not yield."

Daoist Tianmeng lifted their head, staring at the four people before them, four against one.

These people are utterly shameless.

Other senior members of the Heavenly Heart Sect were also slain.

The opposing side had overwhelming numbers, and the Heavenly Heart Sect, worn down after so long, had little strength left.

"Daoist Tianmeng, why bother?"

Elder Xinran Zhanglao said coldly: "Your time of death has come; why do you stubbornly cling on?"

"Open the Heavenly Heart Sect's gate, and we will spare your life."

"Ahahaha." Daoist Tianmeng heard the words, laughed loudly to the heavens: "Dreaming."

"Even if I die, I will never betray the Heavenly Heart Sect."