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

……

He looked at Yu Linglong, who was exuding a seductive charm, in his arms.

"joke?"

"Since you like joking so much, then I'm going to tell you a not-so-funny joke next."

……

[Reward Points: 1000!]

[Current taming value: 43!]

Listening to the pleasant system notification in my mind...

……

He turned his head to look to his side.

……

Just as Cao Kun was about to get up.

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from outside the attic.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Qingyue's clear, cool yet slightly cheerful voice rang out from outside the door.

"Steward Cao, are you awake?"

On the bed, Yu Linglong, who had been in a daze, woke up.

A tilting moon?!

Why did she come at this time?!

Yu Linglong sprang up from Cao Kun's arms as if she had been electrocuted.

"Today is the day the sect distributes its monthly stipends. I've come to invite you to come down the mountain with me to collect the resources."

Leng Qingyue's voice continued to come from outside the door.

Yu Linglong panicked completely.

Ignoring the aches and pains all over her body, she jumped off the rocking chair and looked around.

hide!

We must hide right now!

If one's most beloved personal disciple were to find them, at this time and place, disheveled in the room of an outer disciple, it would be a terrible thought.

She, Yu Linglong, would never be able to face anyone again in her life!

However, the pavilion in this herb garden was already quite small.

Apart from a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and a wardrobe, there was absolutely nowhere to hide.

A wardrobe? It's too small; it can't possibly fit her voluptuous figure.

Under the table? That's just burying your head in the sand.

Yu Linglong was so anxious that tears were about to fall. She desperately tried to signal to Cao Kun with her eyes, begging him to send Leng Qingyue away as soon as possible.

Cao Kun, however, calmly put on his outer robe.

He glanced at his master, who was pacing anxiously, then turned and shouted back towards the door.

"Please wait a moment, senior sister, I'll be right there!"

This response directly cut off Yu Linglong's escape route.

"Traitor! You've gone mad!"

Yu Linglong was consumed by rage, but dared not utter a sound. She could only glare at Cao Kun and mouth curses.

Cao Kun shrugged and pointed to the bed.

Looking at the messy bed, Yu Linglong gritted her teeth and crawled into bed.

[You traitorous disciple, if you dare expose me, I will haunt you even as a ghost!]

A divine sense transmission filled with killing intent rang in Cao Kun's mind.

Cao Kun smiled nonchalantly, turned around, walked to the door, and opened it.

Outside the door, Leng Qingyue stood quietly.

She had clearly dressed up specially for today.

Her long hair, which she usually just casually tied up, was styled into an exquisite flying fairy bun today.

The hem of the plain white skirt was embroidered with a few pale blue ice lotus flowers.

Coupled with her aloof and ethereal beauty, she possesses an added touch of endearing humanity.

When Cao Kun opened the door, a hint of undisguised shyness flashed in Leng Qingyue's eyes.

"Manager Cao, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." She bowed her head slightly.

"Senior sister, what are you saying? I'm overjoyed that you could come."

Cao Kun stepped aside and gestured for him to enter.

"Since you're here, Senior Sister, why don't you come in, sit down, and have a cup of tea before you leave? I just brewed some spiritual tea."

When Yu Linglong, who was hiding under the covers, heard these words, her heart almost stopped.

She screamed wildly in the dark bed.

[You traitor! Why did you let her in! Let her leave! Hurry up and go down the mountain with her!]

However, Leng Qingyue outside the door did not hear her master's shout.

When she heard Cao Kun's invitation, she thought it was a way for him to be considerate of her.

After all, after those two treatments, the relationship between the two was no longer as tense as it had been initially.

With a blush on her face, Leng Qingyue nodded slightly and stepped into the attic filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Cao Kun led Leng Qingyue to sit down at the round table beside the bed.

This position is less than three feet away from the bulge on the bed.

As soon as Leng Qingyue sat down, the tip of her nose twitched twice.

She frowned slightly and looked at Cao Kun with a puzzled expression.

……

If only Leng Qingyue could take one more step closer, or take one more careful look.

As her master, she was completely disgraced!

Cao Kun remained calm and composed, pouring tea for Leng Qingyue while casually spouting nonsense.

"Oh, last night I had a sudden urge to try refining a new batch of pills, and the furnace exploded."

Cao Kun sighed, feigning a troubled expression.

"The smell of the dregs was a bit pungent, and it hasn't completely dissipated yet. I apologize for the fuss, Senior Sister."

Leng Qingyue did not suspect anything.

Burning furnaces during alchemy is a common occurrence, and strange smells are also quite normal.

She picked up her teacup and took a small sip of the spiritual tea.

Then, as if remembering something, she put down her teacup and slightly lifted the hem of her skirt.

The movement was very light, yet it just revealed a section of her fair and delicate ankle.

At her ankle, a purple-gold bell hung quietly, emitting a soft, flowing light.

As Leng Qingyue moved, the purple-gold bell emitted a crisp "ding-a-ling" sound.

It was exceptionally clear in the quiet attic.

"Manager Cao." Leng Qingyue raised her head, her eyes filled with deep gratitude.

"The bell you gave me last night...it's really amazing."

She lowered her voice, her tone filled with joy.

"I wore it last night, and not only did I not feel any pain from the backlash of the cold poison, I slept exceptionally well."

"Even the remaining cold energy in the meridians seems to be suppressed by the spiritual power of this bell."

Leng Qingyue became more and more excited as she spoke.

"Manager Cao, this magic treasure must be priceless. I really don't know how to repay your kindness."

Hiding under the covers, Yu Linglong heard the clear sound of the bell and then heard Leng Qingyue's words.

My heart skipped a beat.

A magical artifact? A bell? To suppress the cold poison?

Yu Linglong's mind raced.

She's been in the Hehuan Sect for three hundred years; what strange and wonderful magical treasures hasn't she seen?

A magic weapon capable of suppressing the extreme-grade ice spirit body's cold poison is extremely rare, not to mention the outer sect, even the inner sect's treasure vault can hardly find more than a few.

How could this traitor have such a thing on him?

And, I don't know why.

The act of giving her the bell made Yu Linglong instinctively feel uneasy.

This method... why does it sound so familiar?

Could this rebellious disciple be using the same methods he used against himself against Qingyue?!

Yu Linglong became increasingly alarmed as she thought about it.

However, before she could sort things out, another change occurred in the outside world.

Out of the corner of her eye, Leng Qingyue caught a glimpse of Cao Kun's disheveled bed.

The bedding was crumpled into a ball, with several suspicious scratch marks on it.

The most striking feature is a huge bulge that rises high in the center of the quilt.

Out of a woman's thoughtfulness, and a kind of virtuous instinct that she herself was unwilling to admit.

Leng Qingyue subconsciously stood up and walked towards the bed.

"Manager Cao, why is your bed such a mess?"

As Leng Qingyue walked, she softly scolded him.

"Even if refining pills is tiring, you should still tidy up. What's stuffed in this quilt? It's bulging."

As she spoke, her hand reached for the corner of the blanket.

in bed.

Yu Linglong felt the footsteps coming through the blanket, and the chill that was about to touch the corner of the blanket.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Yu Linglong closed her eyes tightly, even preparing herself to bite her tongue and commit suicide after the blanket was pulled off.

At the critical moment.

A figure suddenly flashed past.

Before Leng Qingyue's fingers could touch the corner of the blanket, Cao Kun turned around abruptly.

……

Then, he reached out and grabbed Leng Qingyue's wrist, which was suspended in mid-air.

It was cold to the touch and soft and boneless.

Leng Qingyue's hand was grasped, and two blushes rose to her pretty face.

"Steward Cao... Steward Cao, what are you doing...?"

She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but found that Cao Kun was holding it very tightly.

Cao Kun remained calm, a gentle smile on his face, as he explained.

"Senior sister, you mustn't."

He patted the blanket beneath him. "Under this blanket are the clothes I got dirty while refining pills last night. I haven't had time to wash them yet."

Cao Kun deliberately lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"Men's dirty clothes are filthy and smelly. If they offend my senior sister, then it would be my fault."

Upon hearing that it was dirty clothes, Leng Qingyue immediately dispelled her doubts.

Looking at Cao Kun's handsome face so close to hers, and feeling the warmth on her wrist, her heart skipped a beat.

"I...I just wanted to help you tidy up..." Leng Qingyue's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a murmur.

Cao Kun, seeing that he had the upper hand, released Leng Qingyue's hand.

Before leaving.

He didn't forget to gently roll his feet on the bed as he got up.

This can be considered a final warning to the jade beast beneath him.

"I appreciate your kindness, senior sister."

Cao Kun straightened his sleeves and walked towards the door.

"It's getting late. Since we're going down the mountain to collect our monthly allowance, let's set off now!"

Leng Qingyue nodded obediently.

Following behind Cao Kun, they walked out of the attic.