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In a simple and dimly lit room, with the door tightly closed, Ouyang Yanran sat on the edge of the bed, like a poppy in the darkness.
The smile on her face made it clear that she was a woman full of unspeakable secrets.
"I didn't expect it to be so smooth, and I've already arrived at the Pure Moon Sect," her voice was low, as if afraid of disturbing the peace of the night.
Then, Ouyang Yanran stood up, her body seemed to blend into the night, she walked towards the door with a firm and cold gaze.
In the late night of the Pure Moon Sect, the vast majority of people have already entered the realm of dreams. However, within the elegant and ancient building of the First Blossom Tower, everything is not as tranquil as it seems on the surface. In the depths of the moonlight-shrouded corridors, there is a pervasive sense of strangeness and oppression. Everything here seems to be hinting at the impending unusual events.
Ouyang Yanran tightly grasps a piece of purple silk handkerchief, which is not ordinary fabric, but has undergone a special process, soaked in a liquid containing the essence of rare poisonous plants. Her eyes are cold and cunning, and she seems to be planning something, as if she has already gone through meticulous thinking and arrangements.
She approached the bedside of the top female disciple with extremely gentle movements, her eyes instantly becoming as sharp as a knife. This female disciple's name was Susan, who had always been a popular figure in the Chuzhan Tower.
"Susan, I'm sorry, but you are the first one." Ouyang Yanran had a sly smile on her lips and seemed completely unhesitant as she spoke these words.
Next, she gently placed the purple silk handkerchief over Susan's mouth and nose. Susan's breathing gradually became rapid, and a pained expression quietly appeared on her face. Finally, her life disappeared silently.
Ouyang Yanran reached out and placed her hand on Susan's forehead, and a purple light was drawn out from Susan's body. The light lingered in the air for a moment before finally condensing in Ouyang Yanran's palm.
"The quality of this batch of collected essence is not bad. The female disciples of the Pure Moon Sect, weak but not useless." A hint of a sneer hung on her lips, as if she had already foreseen the moment of her plan's success.
She stood there, immersed in a kind of almost crazy pleasure, as if she had already seen the moment of her plan's success. The endless desire for power and status seemed to be on the verge of realization.
I adjusted my emotions again, Ouyang Yanran. A sly smile once again appeared at the corner of her mouth as she walked slowly through the corridor. This time, she chose the rooms on the other side, preparing to strike again.
One, two, three... In a short time, ten female disciples encountered unexpected events one after another. They seemed to have fallen into an endless nightmare, forever sinking into eternal darkness.
After returning to her room, Ouyang Yanran smiled and condensed the purple light in her palm into a small bead, carefully placing it into a purple-gold box embedded with a purple gemstone.
"The quality of the essence obtained this time is not bad. It seems that the female disciple of the Pure Moon Sect, although weak, does have some usefulness." A hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she had already seen the moment of her successful plan.
Lying back on the bed peacefully, although Ouyang Yanran closed her eyes, her mind had already flown to a distant future.
As the night turned into dawn, the morning light gradually appeared, and the strange phenomenon on the top floor was finally noticed, leading to an emergency gathering and investigation by the senior members of the Pure Moon Sect. But before all of this happened, Ouyang Yanran had already begun planning the next step.
Sitting at the desk in the room, Ouyang Yanran held a purple agate stone emitting an indescribable glow in her hands.
"These fools should have realized by now. However, it's all too late. Today I will leave here, and they won't be able to find me." After sneering softly, Ouyang Yanran carefully placed the agate stone into her pocket.
Ouyang Yanran Slowly stood up, walked through the room, and pushed open the door. Fresh morning dew and clean air greeted her, with the distant sounds of roosters crowing and monks' morning prayers.
"All preparations are complete, it's time to set off."
In the atmosphere of Zen chanting, the morning of the Pure Moon Sect appears particularly calm, as if the shadows of last night have been completely erased.
Ouyang Yanran briefly gazed at this peaceful dawn, her eyes seemingly hiding some deep meaning. She quickly turned and walked towards a less conspicuous corner.
She stopped by a small pavilion made of ancient trees and moss-covered rocks. Hidden behind the pavilion was a secret space she had carefully created using sorcery.
"Finally, everything is ready," Ouyang Yanran muttered softly, as the secret door opened automatically.
She passed through this dark door and stepped into an underground chamber with a strong ancient atmosphere. It was filled with all kinds of books, ancient scrolls, and an altar.
Approaching the altar, she gently placed the purple agate she was holding onto it. As she chanted her spell, the purple agate on the altar began to emit a dazzling purple light.
The purple light gradually converged, forming a purple halo floating above Ouyang Yanran's head. Her face was filled with excitement and satisfaction, as if she had already seen the scene of her plan succeeding.
"After absorbing the essence of these female disciples, my power will return to its peak. By then, not only the Pure Moon Sect, but the entire cultivation world will fall into my hands!"
Ouyang Yanran. Then she immediately began to chant a more powerful incantation. A thick, purple beam of light erupted from the altar, piercing through the clouds.
At that moment, several experts within the Pure Moon Sect immediately sensed this strong fluctuation. They exchanged glances, knowing full well that this was not a good sign, and promptly set off, flying towards the source of the disturbance.
Ouyang Yanran. Sensing someone approaching, a hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She quickly waved her hand and drew several mysterious spell patterns in the air. In an instant, the entire basement seemed to be hidden in a different space.
"Even if I am discovered, it cannot be stopped. Just like in the Cuiying Trials back then, you couldn't find me, and I will secure my position within the Jingyue Sect and build a brand new nest."
She was extremely satisfied with her words and her smile grew even stronger.
At this moment, the purple light beam suddenly disappeared, and the basement returned to its original state.
Ouyang Yanran carefully put away the purple light bead in her hand, expressing satisfaction with the initial success of her plan.
"The first step has been successful, now it's time to move on to the second step."
She quickly left the basement and gently closed the secret door. In an instant, she turned into a shadow and disappeared without a trace in the morning light, as if she had never appeared at all.
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