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Chapter 2385: A Sweet and Ambiguous Smell

“Be careful. Some of the herbs are poisonous,” Meng Xu exhorted Yi Liang.

Yi Liang just nodded, his body trembling slightly.

Meng Xu took Yi Liang into the gate of the sect, and the sweet smell in the air became more obvious.

There were also some weird sounds.

Ning Shu saw a man and a woman doing indescribable things under a tree.

The man had his trousers dropped to his knees. Only the hem of his shirt blocked them from seeing his butt. It was obvious what he was doing at a glance.

The woman’s eyes were blank, although moaning sounds were coming out of her mouth.

This was the first time that Yi Liang saw such a thing. His face turned beet red and he quickly looked away.

Ning Shu, meanwhile, looked at it without any qualms. However, she was looking at the woman. The woman’s face was crimson, but her expression and eyes were blank as if she wasn’t truly conscious.

The further inside they went, the more unbelievable the situation became. These disciples were doing this kind of thing everywhere. They were doing it along the rockery, the pavilion, on the grass, and even on the railing without any scruples.

Moreover, Ning Shu also saw two disciples of the Yinyang Sect who were doing indescribable things close to each other. They had the women bend their bodies while holding onto the railing.

While they chatted, the two disciples would even switch women from time to time.

And these women didn’t resist at all. They didn’t have any emotions. They just occasionally moaned to liven things up for the disciples.

The people of the Yinyang Sect didn’t regard women as human beings. They regarded them as items, which could be exchanged or borrowed. Anyway, to them, they were cultivation furnaces.

Yi Liang’s face was flushed because of embarrassment at first, but that quickly became replaced with anger. His face became paler and paler as he thought of the possibility that his sister might be treated like this.

Meng Xu turned to Yi Liang and said, “This is heaven.”

Yi Liang was trembling with anger.

Shameless f*cker!

Ning Shu retracted her gaze and stopped looking at the eye-damaging view. These kinds of indescribable actions were being played out almost everywhere.

Heaven?

It was only a paradise for men. What had these women ever done to deserve this?

How was it, that even in a world where respect was given solely based on strength, women were still in a weak position?

Was it because some men wanted to become strong, so it was only natural that they forced women to be like this?

Cultivation was about changing one’s natural fate. As long as they set their mind on it, one could do everything, but wasn’t this going too far?

Meng Xu took Yi Liang to his room and told him, “Stay here. Don’t come out.”

“But I need to find my sister,” Yi Liang anxiously said.

“Wait here. I’ll help you find her.”

“You mustn’t walk around. You saw the situation earlier, right? As soon as you go out, you’d be treated like that by the others as well,” Meng Xu threatened.

He closed the door and hurriedly locked it from the outside.

Meng Xu hurried off to find the elder and ask him to make a furnace for him. He wanted to make the beauty he’d brought back into his own furnace.

However, Meng Xu was told by the elder that the woman’s yin origin must first be given to the sect leader or an elder. Only then would the furnace be given to him.

Meng Xu cursed inwardly. Everyone knew that a woman’s yin origin was very precious, as it could only be taken once.

However, Meng Xu had no choice but to agree to it. After all, only a cultivation furnace would behave obediently without any objections whatsoever.

The girl was originally brought here by him through deceit. Moreover, she didn’t cause any trouble even when she found out the truth about how the Yinyang Sect worked.

All the powerful people in the sect had several cultivation furnaces. Those cultivation furnaces they had were also women with spiritual roots, and thus the effect was that their cultivation kept improving rapidly.

MTL Editor: Ran