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

Faced with the ultimate challenge that Leng Qingyue was determined to overcome.

Cao Kun's expression remained unchanged.

During the days when his spiritual root potential was absorbed by Yu Linglong and he was unable to cultivate.

In order to find a way to rebuild his foundation, Cao Kun searched through almost all the alchemical texts that the sect could access.

His knowledge base far surpasses that of ordinary disciples.

He picked up the glass filled with the spirit wine and gently sniffed it.

"Good wine, good wine."

"Manager Cao!" Leng Qingyue grew increasingly impatient upon seeing his demeanor.

"If you can't answer, just admit defeat! Don't try to be mysterious!"

In her view, Cao Kun's delay was nothing more than a last-ditch effort because he couldn't afford to lose.

"Junior sister, why are you in such a hurry?"

Cao Kun put down his wine glass and slowly began to speak.

"What a coincidence, I actually saw the recipe for the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill in a fragment of an ancient book from our sect."

Before Leng Qingyue could react, Cao Kun continued speaking calmly.

"The main ingredients are the heart of the thousand-year-old Blood Dragon Ginseng, the gall of the Nine Netherworld Serpent, and the marrow of the Pure Yang Fire Crystal."

"Seventy-two auxiliary medicinal ingredients, including Tianxingcao (Heavenly Star Grass), Dilingguo (Earth Spirit Fruit), and Zihouhua (Purple Monkey Flower)..."

With each medicinal herb he named, Leng Qingyue's face grew paler.

After Cao Kun recited all 108 medicinal herbs, along with their respective years, proportions, and relationships between the principal, assistant, and adjuvant herbs, Leng Qingyue was completely stunned.

How is that possible!

This is a fifth-grade pill formula!

Even the elders of the Pill Pavilion could not possibly remember it so clearly!

He was just an outer disciple...

"Alright, junior sister, now it's my turn to ask."

Cao Kun tapped on the table, pulling Leng Qingyue back to reality.

Look into the other person's eyes.

She then realized that she seemed to have underestimated this man from the very beginning.

Cao Kun held up one finger and slowly asked, "In ancient times, cultivators discussed the Dao, mentioning three thousand great Daos and eight hundred unorthodox paths. Junior Sister, to which of the three hundred and sixty orthodox paths did the sword Dao originally belong?"

Leng Qingyue was completely confused.

What... what is all this about?

This is no longer a matter of cultivation category; it's simply a niche part of the history of the cultivation world!

Not to mention her, even her master might not know!

"I...I don't know," Leng Qingyue answered subconsciously.

"Oh, I don't know." Cao Kun drawled, "So, is Junior Sister drinking, or...?"

His gaze swept over Leng Qingyue meaningfully.

Leng Qingyue glanced at the last cup of spirit wine on the table, then at Cao Kun's malicious smile, and gritted her teeth.

This last glass of wine must be drunk by him!

It's just an external thing anyway!

……

She took off her boots.

……

……

Perhaps due to nervousness, his five toes unconsciously curled up slightly, which was quite adorable.

"hiss!"

Cao Kun took an exaggerated breath.

As expected of a top-tier ice spirit body, so adorable...

……

Seeing that Leng Qingyue would rather take off her boots than touch that last cup of wine, he realized that Leng Qingyue was determined to do so.

Cao Kun can be almost completely certain.

This wine definitely has a big problem.

"Have you seen enough?!"

Leng Qingyue felt Cao Kun's burning, blatant gaze and was filled with shame and indignation.

She subconsciously tucked her delicate foot further into her skirt.

In the following rounds, the situation completely reversed.

Cao Kun posed a series of tricky and bizarre questions, some of which were even completely fabricated.

"How can I draw the eighteen core runes of the lightning-summoning talisman within three breaths?"

"I don't know..." Leng Qingyue untied the jade hairpin that bound her hair, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

"How can one separate themselves from the sword while using their divine sense to precisely locate an enemy from a thousand miles away?"

"I..." Leng Qingyue bit her lip and untied the belt around her waist.

……

After an incense stick has burned.

Looking at the painting of a beautiful woman suffering before him, Cao Kun felt incredibly satisfied.

It has to be said that the way this aloof senior sister looked, with her eyes reddening and on the verge of tears, after being bullied, was quite charming.

at this time,

Leng Qingyue was left wearing only a thin, close-fitting moon-white undergarment.

It was clear that there were very few items left to take off.

Leng Qingyue had already begun to consider retreating.

I can't take any more off!

If I take my clothes off any further, wouldn't I just be letting that lecherous man see them for nothing?

Leng Qingyue crossed her arms over her chest, preparing to find an excuse to get up and say goodbye.

Cao Kun suddenly picked up the last cup of spirit wine on the table.

"Alright."

Under Leng Qingyue's astonished, shocked, and even ecstatic gaze.

Cao Kun drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

It's getting late.

Cao Kun put down his wine glass, smacked his lips, and said with lingering relish.

"If she takes her clothes off any more, my junior sister will catch a cold. Let's end this game here."

For a moment, Leng Qingyue's mind went blank.

He...he drank it?

He actually drank it on his own?!

This sudden turn of events made her almost think she was dreaming.

Without hesitation, Leng Qingyue immediately activated the drop of essence blood that had been incorporated into the wine!

"boom--!"

Cao Kun felt a chilling sensation spreading rapidly from his dantian to his entire body's meridians!

In an instant, a layer of white frost condensed on the inner walls of the meridians throughout the body.

The flow of spiritual energy also became extremely sluggish.

"Ugh..."

Cao Kun let out a muffled groan, staggered backward, and fell onto the cloud bed behind him.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Return to One Technique had already been activated.

That domineering, chilling poisonous energy had just invaded the dantian.

It was forcibly swallowed by a black vortex, then transformed into chaotic power and merged into the Qi Sea.

Cool!

It's even more exhilarating than absorbing Yin energy!

Cao Kun felt incredibly satisfied, but on the surface, he portrayed the pain and despair of a poisoned person on the verge of death with remarkable depth.

"What...what did you put in the drink?"

"Why...why are you fine after drinking so much?"

Seeing that the situation was settled, Leng Qingyue no longer paid any attention to his questions.

She stood up slowly and gracefully put on her scattered boots, hairpins, and belt.

He reverted to being the aloof and detached disciple of Lianxiang Peak.

"Speak! What exactly did you do to your master? What kind of sorcery did you use to control her?"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll destroy your Qi Sea right now, making you wish you were dead!"

"Sorcery? Cough cough..."

Cao Kun clutched his chest and coughed twice with difficulty.

"Why do you think... why do you think Master treats me this way?"

"Elder Yu did all of this for you!"

For...for me?

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Leng Qingyue rebuked sharply, but a hint of wavering appeared in her eyes.

"Nonsense?" Cao Kun smiled bitterly.

"You were born with a supreme ice spirit body, your constitution is extremely yin and cold. The higher your cultivation level, the more severe the backlash from the cold poison will be!"

"Without a pure Yang treasure to neutralize it, one can forget about forming a Golden Core in this lifetime, and might even be frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold poison during a breakthrough!"

"How...how did you know?!" Leng Qingyue was completely shocked.

Only she and her master knew about this matter. How could this lecherous man know so much about it?!

"How do I know?" Cao Kun roared with all his might, "Because I am the Pure Yang Treasure that Master found for you!"

"My unique Fiery Sun Spiritual Root is the only antidote to eradicate the cold poison from your body!"

"My master humbled himself before me, enduring humiliation, merely to borrow the power of my spiritual root to help me cultivate as quickly as possible!"

"Because...only when I break through to the Golden Core stage can my Fiery Sun Spiritual Root power fully mature, and only then can it...completely eradicate the hidden danger of the cold poison in your body!"

Leng Qingyue was deeply shaken; the scene she had witnessed outside the attic earlier that day flashed before her eyes once more.

"So today outside the attic... Master, she..."

"That's because Elder Yu sacrificed his own essence to help me cultivate as quickly as possible!"

Cao Kun interrupted Leng Qingyue directly, giving her no chance to think.

"Today was our first attempt...that's why she was so badly injured!"

"She was afraid that if you knew, you would feel guilty, which would affect your Daoist resolve, so she kept it from you and preferred to bear all the misunderstandings herself!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask her yourself!"

His words contained a wealth of information, yet the logic was surprisingly self-consistent.

Leng Qingyue stood there completely stunned.

Master... for me... he actually... actually went to this extent...

And I... not only misunderstood Master's good intentions.

They repaid kindness with enmity, almost using such despicable means to destroy the only medicine that could save them...

If anything happens to him...

Wouldn't all of Master's sacrifice have been in vain?!