Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 171 - 171 168 The Sins of the All Joy Sect_1

171: Chapter 168 The Sins of the All Joy Sect_1 171: Chapter 168 The Sins of the All Joy Sect_1 Lu Chuan woke up again feeling as if his head was filled with lead, his thoughts sluggish, and his reactions as slow as a snail’s.

He faintly heard a group of women chattering nearby.

“The hairstyle should be like this to look manlier, more spirited…”

“Come, come, let me pluck his eyebrows to create a sword-like shape.”

“This man looks so brave; I really want to try dual cultivation with him.”

“Get lost, he’s the Sect Master’s cauldron.

Elder Sun has ordered that no one is to touch him, or they’ll be disciplined by sect rules.”

“Tsk tsk, it’s really a pity.

I wonder if we’ll have a chance to use him after the Sect Master is done with him.”

“You’re dreaming.

By the time he comes out of the Sect Master’s room, he will probably be nothing but skin and bones, and even you would despise him.”

“That’s true…”

…

It took Lu Chuan quite some effort to regain clarity of consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself tied to a chair, surrounded by seven or eight heavily made-up women exuding a seductive charm.

These women were fussing over his face, seemingly intending to make him look more handsome.

“What are you…

doing?” Lu Chuan said, his voice weak.

“Oh, the guy is awake,” a woman remarked.

Another woman, smiling at Lu Chuan, said “The Sect Master will enjoy you tonight.

Although it’s for cultivation, dual cultivation is still most pleasant with someone who’s handsome.

We’re just helping style you.”

Only then did Lu Chuan recall how Ruan Nan and Qin Lan had duped him, and a surge of rage instantly flared up inside him.

“Is this the All Joy Sect?”

“Exactly, this is the All Joy Sect’s headquarters,” a woman replied.

Lu Chuan tried to circulate the Spiritual Power within his body, but no matter how he communicated with his Dantian, there was no response, which made him anxious.

Damn it, am I really going to be used as a cauldron by the Sect Master of the All Joy Sect?

Ruan Nan and Qin Lan, this vile couple, actually came up with such a malicious plan against me.

I must have been out of my mind to believe their words!

A woman, noticing what Lu Chuan was attempting, said with a chuckle, “Don’t bother.

The All Joy Sect has captured many people over the years—no less than eight hundred, maybe even a thousand.

Among them, there are talents like you.

They’ve already developed a method to deprive you of your combat abilities while preserving your…

other capabilities.

If it were so easy to counteract, the All Joy Sect would have been exterminated long ago.”

“We sisters share the same fate as you.

If resistance were really effective, we wouldn’t still be trapped in these mountains serving those disgusting men as dual cultivation partners.”

“So you’d better resign yourself to your fate.

You may be used up within a few days as the Sect Master’s cauldron, but at least your last days will be pleasurable.

Among those captured, how many even have the privilege to cultivate with the Sect Master?

You’re already quite lucky.”

Lu Chuan clenched his teeth, baffled that these women were all captives.

Not only did they not unite to resist, they actually spoke on behalf of those beasts from the All Joy Sect, which was infuriating.

“Tell me how to regain my strength, and I will kill the All Joy Sect’s scum and help you escape from here,” Lu Chuan said.

The women all laughed.

“You’re not the first to say such things to us.

Those who’ve harbored such thoughts before haven’t ended well.

You’d better just behave.

We don’t want to get dragged down by you,” one said.

Lu Chuan was speechless and powerless.

His hands and feet were tied to the chair, and without the ability to use his Spiritual Power, he was just an ordinary person.

Moreover, having just woken up, he was still in a weakened state, unable to think of any way to escape.

Then a woman walked to the door and said, “He’s awake, and we’re done here.

Take him away.”

A few burly men entered, lifted Lu Chuan along with the chair, and carried him out.

Only then did Lu Chuan see that he was deep in the mountains; it was nearing evening, with sunset clouds as fiery as one could imagine, far more beautiful than those in the city.

But he was in no mood to appreciate the scenery.

The All Joy Sect occupied a vast area, with many traditional buildings set amidst picturesque scenery.

Lu Chuan wondered if the sect had hired a tourism development company to build these structures.

The men escorted Lu Chuan past many pavilions.

Every so often, sensual moans could be heard emanating from within, clearly signifying the “cultivation” activities of the All Joy Sect members.

Soon, Lu Chuan was brought to a place resembling a dungeon.

Inside were many good-looking men and women.

However, their faces were filled with fear, anxiety, and insecurity, devoid of any vitality.

After locking Lu Chuan inside, one of the men said, “The Sect Master will not cultivate until evening.

You stay here for now.”

After speaking, they even untied the ropes from his hands and feet.

The men then left the dungeon, securing the hefty door with thick iron chains, and departed.

Lu Chuan stood up, moved his arms and legs, and then kicked at the dungeon door.

The door didn’t budge an inch—it was impossible to kick open without the use of Spiritual Power.

He sighed helplessly, suddenly feeling as if he was being toyed with by fate.

He had just miraculously survived at the hands of the Profound Sect’s Great Elder, and was thinking about working hard at cultivation, to one day seek revenge.

Yet, he turned around to find himself tricked by Qin Lan and Ruan Nan into the All Joy Sect.

Not only was he in mortal danger, but before dying, he was to become the Sect Master’s plaything.

It was truly laughable.

“Brother, don’t be upset,” a man consoled Lu Chuan.

“Actually, being caught and brought here might not be a bad thing.

I heard that the people here practice dual cultivation secrets, so those women are all top-notch.

This is a paradise for us men.”

At that moment, a girl burst into a tirade, “Do you have no conscience?

It may be paradise for you, but what about us?

We’ll only end up as toys to be tortured by them!”

“Exactly, I had a happy life, dreamed of marrying the boy I grew up with, but instead, I was dragged here to be bullied by those disgusting men.

What kind of heaven is that?”

A group of girls got agitated, making the man who had spoken earlier ashamed of himself.

Meanwhile, a handsome man began to cry, saying, “I don’t think this place is heaven at all.

I just got engaged to my girlfriend, we promised to be together forever, and now I’m forced to be a slave to another woman.

The mere thought is enough to drive one to despair.”

Another man pointed to several gaunt, weak figures in the corner who were barely holding on to life and said, “And most of us will end up just like them.

The people here practice toxic cultivation methods that can kill!”

The more the people spoke, the more agitated they became, and many who had just been captured began to cry.

Lu Chuan looked at the despair in everyone’s faces and sighed in helplessness as he felt even more that the All Joy Sect was a toxic sect.

They had captured countless innocent men and women to enhance their power through dual-cultivation, ruining lives and destroying families, spoiling so many young lives.

If there was a chance, he would definitely destroy the All Joy Sect, to eradicate this malignancy.

But did he still have a chance?

That’s when he noticed a young girl in the crowd with shoulder-length hair and a somewhat cute face sitting calmly on the ground, her hands wrapped around her knees, staring at the floor, lost in thought.

Her eyes were so strikingly beautiful that they seemed to hold the vastness of the stars and the sea within them.

It was the first time in his life Lu Chuan had seen such radiant eyes.

Lu Chuan figured that the girl had just come of age, but she was already trapped here.

The beasts of the All Joy Sect really deserved to die!

It was at that moment that Lu Chuan realized that even though his Dantian was sealed and he couldn’t mobilize his Spiritual Power, his Divine Sense wasn’t sealed at all.

He quickly tried to release his Divine Sense and found it to be completely unfettered, unaffected by any constraints.

It was with the help of his Divine Sense that he instantly determined there were over two hundred young men and women in the dungeon.

More than fifty of them were already crippled.

He then quickly felt around his clothes to confirm that the Sword Nourishing Gourd was still with him and had not been taken away.

Only then did he sigh deeply in relief.

“It seems there’s still a glimmer of hope; heaven still loves me,” a smile emerged on Lu Chuan’s face.

At that moment, Ruan Nan came to the dungeon gate with Qin Lan.

Both looked at Lu Chuan gloatingly, clearly very satisfied with his current predicament.

“Kid, weren’t you acting tough?

Try beating me up until I look like a pig’s head again, if you dare!” Ruan Nan taunted him.

Lu Chuan stared at him coolly.

If only he could use the Sword Nourishing Gourd once in a short period, he would have finished Ruan Nan with a single strike.

“Don’t celebrate too soon; what goes around comes around.

Your time to cry will come!”

Ruan Nan snickered, “Don’t dream anymore.

Those who end up as the Sect Master’s cauldrons rarely live healthily in the end.

You’ll soon become a cripple, then I’ll let you experience what true despair feels like.”

“I won’t waste words with you anymore.

I just came to see how you are now.

I must say, it’s truly satisfying to see you screwed over by me like this!” With that, he turned and left.

Qin Lan then leaned in close, her gaze venomous as she looked at Lu Chuan, “Actually, I really did want to make amends with you that night.

If you had agreed to me then, I would have told you Ruan Nan’s plan and we could have escaped together.

Too bad you missed the opportunity.”

“Lu Chuan, this is your karma.

Live with your regret!”

Lu Chuan scoffed, “Even if you had told me his plan, I wouldn’t have reconciled with you.

Qin Lan, you have no place in my heart anymore; you’re nothing but a promiscuous bitch to me.”

“You!” Qin Lan clenched her fists, her face seething with anger, “Humph, you’re just a dead duck stubborn to the end.

Let’s see if you can still talk like this when the Sect Master drains you into a husk!”

With that, she hurriedly turned and chased after Ruan Nan.

Lu Chuan ignored the scorn of both, focusing instead on how he could escape from this place.

Night fell.

Around eight o’clock in the evening.

A few men arrived at the dungeon gate, looking at Lu Chuan who was leaning against the wall deep in thought, “Lu Chuan, the Sect Master orders us to take you to her room!”