I let you tame beasts, and you've already formed a contract with your stunningly beautiful mast

"What are you still standing there for?"

Everyone shuddered and turned around to see Leng Qingyue's pretty face covered in frost.

"Do you not know where the Cliff of Repentance is? Do you need me to personally take you there?"

The disciples fell silent, too terrified to utter another word.

They could all see that Senior Sister Leng was taking out all the anger she had suffered from that outer disciple and her master on them.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare! I'll go right away!"

"Senior Sister Leng, please calm down!"

Not daring to provoke them, the group of people slunk away on their magical artifacts towards the Cliff of Contemplation.

Watching the departing figures of everyone, Leng Qingyue suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, turned around, and flew back to the main hall.

However, the purple figure was already waiting at the palace gate.

"Qingyue, please go inside and wait."

Yu Linglong's voice was devoid of emotion, yet it made Leng Qingyue feel extremely uneasy.

"I will take Steward Cao to the herb garden in the back mountain to familiarize him with the environment and find him a cave to live in."

After saying that, she turned away, seemingly unwilling to meet Leng Qingyue's gaze.

Cao Kun followed behind Yu Linglong with a grin.

Before leaving, he winked at Leng Qingyue.

That look in his eyes was full of provocation.

They watched as the two figures disappeared into the direction of the back mountain.

Leng Qingyue stood alone in front of the empty hall, her cool and beautiful face full of confusion and bewilderment.

The master actually wanted this steward to manage the herb garden on the back mountain, which even she, as his personal disciple, had only visited a few times!

We also need to arrange a cave dwelling for him?

What makes him so special, an outer disciple and a lecher?

Could it be... that, as I suspect, my master is keeping a male concubine outside the home?

From slapping Lin Fan away without a word at the beginning, to admitting that the scoundrel was a lecher, and then... tacitly accepting that the scoundrel was clinging to her arm and acting coquettishly.

All of this felt extremely unreal to Leng Qingyue.

Master is like...

What fatal weakness has been seized upon by someone?

The moment this thought crossed Leng Qingyue's mind, her heart tightened.

She was adopted by Yu Linglong at a young age. In her heart, her master was both a strict teacher and her only family member.

It was also her only hope to get rid of the cold poison in her body and embark on the path to immortality.

She would never allow anyone to harm her master, much less allow anyone to take her master away from her!

A strong sense of crisis, mixed with jealousy that she herself was unaware of, welled up in her heart.

No, I have to go check it out!

……

the other side.

Cao Kun stood at the back of the sword, his hands naturally encircling the voluptuous and curvaceous body in front of him.

With a soft, warm body in his arms and her intoxicating fragrance lingering around his nose, Cao Kun felt a surge of comfort.

"Master, your flying sword is no good. It's too slow and the space is too small. It's too crowded for two people to stand on it."

Cao Kun gently rested his chin on Yu Linglong's fragrant shoulder, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"Master, your waist is so slim! Have you not been eating properly? Your disciple will cook you delicious food from now on."

"..."

Yu Linglong's delicate body stiffened slightly, but she did not respond.

"Master, why aren't you saying anything? Are you moved by your disciple's filial piety?"

Cao Kun feigned confusion, subtly moving the arm around her waist a few inches upwards.

"..."

His response was still silence.

Ha, you've learned your lesson?

Cao Kun sneered inwardly.

Is this a change in strategy?

Did you think that by playing dead I couldn't do anything about it?

Naive.

Cao Kun lost interest in continuing his verbal teasing and simply shut his mouth.

Yu Linglong breathed a sigh of relief when she realized the noise behind her had stopped.

This rebellious disciple seems to... fall for her act.

As long as he doesn't resist, doesn't speak, and acts like a puppet, he will soon find it boring.

Yes, that's how it will be from now on!

Just as Yu Linglong made up her mind, the flying sword had already arrived deep in the back mountain.

In the heart of the valley stands a two-story exquisite pavilion, simple yet elegant.

"arrive."

Arriving at the attic.

Yu Linglong immediately broke free from Cao Kun's embrace and distanced herself from him.

"This is my medicinal garden where I cultivate spiritual plants, and the attic is your residence. If you need anything, you can send me a message."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave on his sword.

She felt nauseous just to stay in this place for even a second longer.

However, Cao Kun would not let her leave so easily.

"Oh, Master, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Yu Linglong suddenly turned around and looked at Cao Kun: "What are you planning to do now?"

"Nothing, nothing," Cao Kun waved his hands repeatedly. "I just feel a little tired."

He pointed to himself and began to play the victim: "Master, think about it, I flew all the way from the outer sect on my sword, and my spiritual energy was greatly depleted."

"We had barely arrived at the mountain gate and hadn't even caught our breath when we were surrounded by Junior Sister Leng and a dozen or so senior brothers who mistook us for traitors. The fight was incredibly intense."

"I'm completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. My legs feel like they don't belong to me anymore."

Yu Linglong watched his performance coldly, without saying a word.

This rebellious disciple, with the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment stage, was full of energy when he was fighting, but now he's telling me he's tired?

Ghost letter!

……

"Master, as you know, I am now in charge of your herb garden. If I overwork myself and delay the cultivation of spiritual plants, it will be a loss for you."

"so……"

……

"Master, you are so compassionate. It's not too much to ask you to come in and massage my legs to relax my muscles, is it?"

"Cao! Kun!"

Yu Linglong clenched her silver teeth tightly.

Why should an elder in the late Golden Core stage be asked to massage the legs of a rebellious disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage?

"Um?"

……

Yu Linglong's delicate body trembled, and the feeling that both frightened and hated her brought her back to her senses.

Revolt?

She couldn't bear the consequences of resistance.

After a long while, Yu Linglong walked stiffly to the bedside.

He squatted down beside the cloud bed that was stained with his own scent.

A pair of soft, boneless hands gently landed on Cao Kun's calves.

The force was not great, and even a bit clumsy.

Clearly, this high and mighty elder of the Hehuan Sect had never served anyone in his life.

"Tsk."

……

"Master, your cooking skills are terrible. Haven't you eaten? Try harder."

"..."

Yu Linglong took a deep breath and increased the pressure in her hands.

The lingering scent of her own body on the cloud bed filled her nostrils, yet now it filled her with utter disgust and irony.

……

"Master, this cloud bed is wonderful. It's so soft and fragrant. Lying on it feels like sleeping in a cloud. It even smells like you... It smells so good."

"By the way, Master, you must come to this pavilion often, right? Otherwise, how come it's so clean?"

Yu Linglong pursed her red lips, pretending not to hear.

All she wants now is to end this nightmarish torment as soon as possible.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Alright." Yu Linglong stopped. "Now, may I leave?"

She stood up, eager to escape.

"Walk?"

……

"Leaving is fine, but... I feel that Master's sincerity is not enough."

Yu Linglong's body tensed instantly, and an ominous premonition surged into her heart.

"What...what else do you want?!"

……

"You...are...dreaming!"

Yu Linglong screamed, her pent-up humiliation and anger finally erupting at this moment.

She turned around and wanted to rush out of the attic. Even if it meant damaging her soul, she would never suffer such humiliation!

……

……

……

That strange power surged through her body, leaving her feeling utterly powerless.

"Cao Kun..."

Her voice was broken and pleading.

"What...what do you want...to let me go?!"

……

The attic suddenly became very quiet.

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Current taming rating: 28/100.

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