“Come with me. Doesn’t the Kaishan Sect have any female disciples? Why are all these male disciples?” Gu Yan said.

"Well, maybe they hid the women." Old Zhou wasn't sure either.

"Oh? Let's go then. Find them. I don't like to leave any loose ends," Gu Yan said.

Old Zhou shuddered and quickly followed.

After passing through rows of houses without sensing any human presence, Gu Yan couldn't help but wonder, "Could this be a Buddhist temple? That shouldn't be the case. Even if the main group is monks, surely there should be at least one woman in the temple."

As Gu Yan was thinking, he suddenly stopped and probed the ground with his divine sense.

somewhere.

Gu Yan turned to Lao Zhou and said, "Go and thoroughly investigate all the terrain of the Kaishan Sect, especially the places where the treasures are hidden, and also search the places where the disciples live."

"Oh, don't worry, senior, leave this little matter to me." Old Zhou said tremblingly, feeling that this senior's personality was strange, wanting this one minute and that the next.

Gu Yan directly unleashed a powerful handprint, creating a large crater in the ground, beneath which lay a passage.

There was a clear light, so I went down.

"Waaah, madam, what should we do? It seems that the villain is coming after us!" a woman cried.

"If we had known, we would have just run away. Maybe some of us could have survived that way," another woman cried.

Gu Yan walked down, looked at the empty space in front of him, and saw more than seventy women. He then frowned.

With a whoosh, the dozens of large sticks that had just been confiscated flew over.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Blood splattered everywhere.

Then Gu Yan took out the Soul-Summoning Banner, shook it, and collected the soul into it, then put the corpse into the insect-raising space.

Looking at the dozen or so women in front of him, all of them were fair-skinned and beautiful, the youngest being in her teens and the oldest in her thirties.

The woman in ancient costume at the head of the group possessed a peak cultivation level in the Profound Realm. She was quite dignified and charming. She looked to be in her thirties, a woman past her prime, but still retained her charm. She had a beautiful figure and long, straight legs, which made Gu Yan drool.

There was also a little girl beside him, who looked somewhat similar to him.

Then, Gu Yan placed the feed insects in the insect-raising space, which had already grown to maturity and had swollen bellies, directly onto the golden cocoon, sensing the increasingly violent aura emanating from them.

He licked his dry lips and walked over.

...

The entire basement was filled with Gu Yan's painful sounds...

And there were also sounds of despair...

...

Around 2 a.m., Gu Yan finally sat up with clear vision.

He simply waved the soul-summoning banner and then collected the dead women into the insect-raising space.

He then looked at the other sobbing girls, their faces streaked with tears of grievance, but their fair skin was still dazzling.

"Come here," Gu Yan said, looking at the girl.

The girl trembled and began to cry in a hoarse voice.

Just as Gu Yan was about to sit up, the woman suddenly leaned closer.

“Senior, why do you always make things difficult for the little girl? She’s still young and doesn’t understand much,” the beautiful woman said, massaging Gu Yan’s arm.

Gu Yan looked at her and said, "Then you should understand."

He then closed his eyes, grinned wickedly, and lay down on the ground.

The beautiful woman's expression changed slightly.

But looking at the severely injured girl, who was on the verge of death, I realized she was nearing the end of her life.

It seemed as if a few tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Then she slowly closed her tear-filled eyes.

Gu Yan was very satisfied and said with a smile, "Wonderful, hahaha..."

More than an hour later.

Looking at the exhausted woman who had fallen asleep, Gu Yan licked his lips.

Gu Yan looked at the remaining four women. The oldest looked to be in her early thirties, but her actual age was definitely close to forty.

They're all beautiful women. Is it because they practice martial arts? Their skin is so smooth and supple; that must be why Gu Yan kept them.

Gu Yan looked at the girls with fearful expressions and took out a few pieces of clothing from his storage ring.

He tossed it to them, indicating that they should put it on.

Before long, several beautiful and charming women stood in front of him.

He felt his anger surge up again.

...

Around five o'clock, Gu Yan stood up and stretched, glancing at the exhausted women.

He had just slept with that beautiful woman again.

He then put on his clothes and went upstairs.

In the distance, I saw Old Zhou lying there, fast asleep.

Gu Yan shot a stone at him directly. Old Zhou opened his eyes, looked around, then stood up and ran towards Gu Yan.

“Senior, I have found all those places,” Old Zhou said, his expression filled with admiration as he looked at Gu Yan. He had heard the sounds from the basement.

He is truly a god reincarnated.

“Okay, take me to see it now,” Gu Yan said.

Then, passing by that area of ​​houses, Gu Yan saw a huge pile of messy things.

"Senior, these were all taken from those disciples," Old Zhou explained to Gu Yan.

Gu Yan used his divine sense to investigate, collecting some women's clothes and some rare minerals and gems, and burned the rest.

“Let’s go and see where the treasure is hidden,” Gu Yan said.

Old Zhou led the way.

After walking for a while, we stopped in front of a quaint pavilion.

The plaque reads "Treasure Pavilion".

Gu Yan walked straight in and looked at the piles of weapons, pills, various stones and medicinal herbs, gold and silver jewelry inside.

He simply put them all in, since there was still some space left in the storage ring anyway.

“Senior, there is also a scripture pavilion containing many lost martial arts techniques,” Old Zhou said from behind.

“Yes, let’s go take a look,” Gu Yan said.

Then he tossed Old Zhou a package containing dozens of bottles of pills, all of which were Gu Yan's spoils of war.

"Thank you very much, senior." Old Zhou quickly expressed his gratitude. In just a few days, he had obtained more pills than he had in the past few decades.

I only regret that I didn't meet my seniors sooner.

The two entered the scripture pavilion, where there were hundreds of shelves, each containing a cultivation manual.

Ancient sayings often go straight to the deepest point, implying that the treasure is hidden inside—this is a common flaw.

There was a book on the altar inside.

The Three Forms of Mountain Opening.

I picked up the ancient text and took a look; it seems like I could practice it for fun.

Then, he extended his divine sense and quickly examined the cultivation techniques on the surrounding shelves. After leaving the Scripture Pavilion, Gu Yan held a sword manual, a cultivation technique for women, and several other miscellaneous books, all of which he had dabbled in.

He felt the quality was good. He wanted to build up his power base, and he definitely needed subordinates. He could provide these subordinates with these tools.

He threw a fire into the library and then led Old Zhou towards the basement.