Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

The moment he spoke, a frigid aura surged from behind, and he was sent flying like a kite.

BANG—

The Array Master crashed to the ground, startling the other Array Masters nearby, who immediately looked over.

"Are you looking for death?"

Feng Jinchuan’s deep voice, laced with killing intent, struck like a sharp blade. The Array Master felt something slam into him, and he immediately began coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

He looked at Feng Jinchuan, horrified. Trembling, he answered honestly, "Sir, I swear I had no intention of deceiving you. The restriction really did show signs of loosening before..."

"But—but for some reason, these past few days, there’s been no reaction at all!"

He bowed his head low as soon as he finished, his posture one of utter terror. He looked absolutely petrified.

Feng Jinchuan’s methods were exceptionally cruel. He would beat them until they were covered in wounds, then heal them with top-grade Elixir Pills, only to force them back to work on the restriction.

The cycle repeated over and over. He had already been trapped here for several years, with no end in sight.

But their greatest fear was that even if the restriction was lifted, they would never be allowed to leave alive. Although Feng Jinchuan had promised to let them go, none of them believed him.

"Heh. So, you’re saying I’ve wronged you?"

Feng Jinchuan’s icy voice rang out again. He thrust out a hand and seized the Array Master.

He grabbed the Array Master by the throat and lifted him high into the air. With a WHOOSH, a jet of flame shot from his other hand, engulfing the man.

In an instant, the Array Master was engulfed in fire.

"AAAAHHH—"

The intense, searing pain made the Array Master shriek, his cries shrill and agonizing.

He became a human torch, trapped within the scorching flames with no escape.

Feng Jinchuan’s grip on his throat tightened, slowly choking off his screams until he could only convulse in agony.

The other Array Masters watched, their scalps tingling with fear and the hairs on their arms standing on end.

’Feng Jinchuan’s methods are too sadistic. A quick death would be a mercy.’

But they all understood. Feng Jinchuan did this every time to make an example out of one of them, warning the others to get rid of any clever ideas.

This was the fate of anyone who dared not to give their all!

THUD—

The Array Master’s body tumbled to the ground. The flames were out, revealing his charred-black form.

With the slightest twitch, the blackened crust of his skin cracked and flaked away.

He twitched uncontrollably from the excruciating pain, a truly horrifying sight.

"Someone, take him away and see that he recovers!"

Feng Jinchuan leisurely wiped his hands and had his clansmen drag the Array Master away.

His gaze then drifted over to the remaining Array Masters. Their faces instantly paled with fright. Not daring to meet his eyes, they could only bury their heads and pretend to work.

But a closer look revealed that all their hands were trembling, far from calm.

A corner of Feng Jinchuan’s mouth curled in a sneer, his eyes filled with mockery. He turned and walked toward another of the restricted areas.

’What a bunch of useless trash.’

The moment he left, the Array Masters stopped what they were doing and exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a mixture of terror and relief.

They had a million things they wanted to say, to vent, but no one dared to speak a word. They all just kept their heads down and went back to "diligently" studying the restriction.

Meanwhile, Feng Jinchuan arrived at another area where a restriction was being worked on.

The Array Masters here were from the Feng Family. They were all extremely focused, their attitude completely different.

Feng Jinchuan was very pleased. Everyone was working with all their might, eager to get out. These Array Masters were crucial.

He approached them with a warm smile, inquired about their well-being, and gave out a number of rewards before leaving in satisfaction.

The fluctuations from this restriction were stronger than the other, which meant there was a better chance of success. That was why he had specifically assigned the Feng Family’s own Array Masters to crack this one; he didn’t want the others to sabotage their efforts.

’Although I’ve intimidated them with my Thunder Power, who knows if they might try to sabotage the plan in secret?’

’It’s best to be cautious.’

After inspecting the work on the restrictions, he returned to the Feng Family’s council hall to handle clan affairs.

He took out the soul lamp he carried with him and glanced at it before casually putting it away.

Feng Youming was perfectly fine; nothing untoward had happened, which put him at ease.

’Now that the breach is about to open, I wonder if he’ll take this chance to return. After all, once he left, he was reluctant to come back for a long time.’

’The dazzling, colorful world outside is far more interesting than this Secluded Land.’

’But Feng Youming’s strength is considerable. Coupled with the method I gave him, he has already succeeded in driving a spike into the dragon vein.’

’I can clearly sense that the dragon vein is still dormant, with no signs of disturbance.’

’Since that’s the case, it doesn’t matter if Feng Youming fools around outside for a bit longer.’

Feng Jinchuan soon lowered his gaze, putting the matter out of his mind.

...

「In the Song Family’s Artifact Refining Room」

Song Wanning let out a long breath, her face deathly pale as she wiped the sweat from her brow.

To refine the Breathing Soil, she had spent half a month continuously channeling her Spiritual Power and controlling her Dan Fire. Now, she had finally finished the process.

She opened the cauldron. A brown, solid object appeared before her, radiating intense heat.

Song Wanning carefully levitated it out and placed it on a forging anvil.

She took an Elixir Pill to restore her spiritual power, then picked up a hammer and brought it down upon the brown solid.

Soon, the sound of hammering—CLANG, CLANG, CLANG—filled the Artifact Refining Room. The strikes seemed random at first, but they held a strange rhythm that gradually captivated one’s entire attention.

Song Wanning gradually lost herself in her work, hammering the solid bit by bit, reshaping it until it finally took on a human form. Only then did she slowly lower her hands.

A smile finally touched her lips as she looked at her creation. She then began to inscribe an Array according to the technique she had learned, carving out the general shape of a face. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Since this clone was meant for covert deeds, Song Wanning certainly wasn’t going to make it look like herself.

She chose an Array from the inheritance Feng Jiuxiao had given her, creating an illusion that could not only perfectly mimic another’s aura but was also incredibly difficult to detect.

Because Song Wanning was already a Divinity Transformation cultivator with immense spiritual power, even another cultivator at the same level would find it nearly impossible to notice anything wrong.

And with Feng Youming’s Nascent Soul sealed within her Sea of Consciousness...

Song Wanning quickly made the final adjustments. Instantly, the neutralized "Feng Youming" appeared before her.

Even the aura it emitted was completely indistinguishable from that of the real Feng Youming.

Song Wanning looked at "Feng Youming," her eyes shining with astonishing brightness.

’Even if it stood right in front of the Feng Family Patriarch, he wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.’

’My clone is a success!’

Song Wanning clenched her fists, her eyes brimming with ambition.

’I *must* find a way to awaken the dragon vein!’