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

Cao Kun and Leng Qingyue walked side by side toward the main peak affairs hall.

Today is the day that the Hehuan Sect distributes cultivation resources once a month.

Disciples from various peaks came and went along the mountain path.

The moment the two appeared, they immediately attracted countless eyes.

To be precise, almost all those gazes were fixed on Leng Qingyue.

As Elder Yu Linglong's only personal disciple, and the owner of the supreme ice spirit body.

Leng Qingyue was extremely famous within the inner sect of the Hehuan Sect.

She usually maintains an aloof and unapproachable demeanor, deterring countless admirers.

But today, Leng Qingyue captivated everyone's attention.

"Is that Senior Sister Leng? Why does she seem... even more beautiful?"

"Wow, she used to seem unattainable, but today... how come she's so alluring?"

An inner disciple swallowed hard and lowered his voice.

"This is outrageous! If I could cultivate with Senior Sister Leng even once, I'd gladly give up a hundred years of my life!"

Everyone agreed.

The Hehuan Sect has always been known for its open-mindedness.

Who wouldn't be envious of such a rare find?

But soon, their gazes shifted to the man beside Leng Qingyue.

"Who is that pretty boy?"

"How dare you get so close to Senior Sister Leng!"

"Look, their shoulders are almost touching! Senior Sister Leng didn't even draw her sword to cut him down?"

"Damn it! I'm so jealous I could grind my teeth to dust!"

The crowd's gazes shifted from amazement to intense jealousy and hostility.

Cao Kun felt the gazes around him that seemed to want to devour him alive, and he was secretly overjoyed.

He turned his head and glanced at Leng Qingyue beside him.

That exquisite profile was especially alluring in the morning light.

[Tsk, these young people, they really have a temper.]

If you knew that your goddesses had offered themselves to you last night… wouldn’t you all be so angry you’d all explode and die on the spot?

Outside the main entrance of the administrative building.

Ye Fan, an inner disciple dressed in luxurious brocade robes, was sitting next to a stone lion.

His eyes roamed freely over the female disciples passing by.

As the grandson of Elder Ye Ting of the Pill Pavilion, Ye Fan was used to running rampant and domineering in the inner sect.

When Leng Qingyue's figure appeared at the edge of the square.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and with a snap, he closed his folding fan and immediately went to meet him.

He completely ignored Cao Kun who was standing next to him.

In Ye Fan's eyes, Cao Kun was nothing more than a manager of the herb garden, not even worthy of his attention.

"Junior Sister Leng!" Ye Fan, with what he considered a dashing smile, stood in front of the two of them.

"You're here to collect your monthly allowance again today? What a coincidence!"

Ye Fan stared intently at Leng Qingyue's face, swallowing hard.

This woman, how come she's become so alluring after just a few days?

"Junior Sister, if you have nothing urgent to attend to after receiving your monthly allowance, why don't you come and sit in my cave for a while?"

"My grandfather just gifted me a Tier 3 Mystic Cloud Fire Cat. This little thing is intelligent and can even do backflips. My junior sister will definitely love it."

Leng Qingyue paused in her steps.

A flicker of disgust crossed his eyes.

She didn't even bother to respond with a single word, simply walking past Ye Fan and continuing forward.

Not only that, in order to completely distance herself from Ye Fan, she even subconsciously took half a step closer to Cao Kun.

This scene caused Ye Fan's smile to freeze.

The folding fan, held high in the air, is neither easy to put away nor easy to put up.

The outer disciples who had been watching the commotion couldn't help but let out a low chuckle.

Ye Fan glared at the laughing disciples.

The disciples were so frightened that they immediately fell silent, lowered their heads, and hurriedly ran away.

Watching Leng Qingyue and Cao Kun walk side by side through the gate.

He cursed wildly in his mind.

[What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for! You've joined the Hehuan Sect and you're still trying to act virtuous!]

[Isn't it just because she's favored by that woman, Yu Linglong!]

[I'll cripple this pretty boy today, and sooner or later I'll find a chance to teach him a lesson in bed about the rules of the Hehuan Sect!]

The main hall of the administrative office is spacious and bright.

Long queues formed in front of each window.

Leng Qingyue walked straight to the separate window that read "Personal Disciple".

Upon seeing Leng Qingyue, the disciple in charge of distributing the supplies immediately put on a fawning smile.

"Senior Sister Leng, you've arrived! Here are your spirit stones and pills for this month, everything is ready!"

The disciple handed over a heavy storage bag with both hands.

Leng Qingyue took the storage bag and nodded coldly.

She then did not head towards the door to leave.

Instead, he turned around, walked to the open space in the center of the hall, and stood there quietly.

This action immediately caused an uproar in the hall.

The aloof and icy senior sister Leng is actually waiting for someone?

Who are we waiting for?!

Countless gazes fell in the direction of Leng Qingyue's eyes.

Under the murderous gazes of hundreds of people, Cao Kun slowly walked to the ordinary disciples' collection area.

The queues here are the longest and most disorganized.

The disciple in charge of registration and verification was looking down, quickly flipping through the thick register on the table.

His attitude was extremely perfunctory and impatient.

"Name! Identification badge!" The disciple in charge didn't even look up, simply extending one hand.

Cao Kun flipped his wrist.

He took out an old wooden plaque with the words "Cao Kun" engraved on it from his storage ring.

He casually tossed it onto the counter.

A soft "snap" sound.

The disciple in charge grabbed the nameplate.

I glanced at the names on it.

"Outer sect, Cao Kun?"

The disciple in charge suddenly stopped moving.

Cao Kun is a very famous name among the outer disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

Who doesn't know that Elder Yu was blind back then and took in a ninety-year-old geezer with terrible talent?

Moreover, it was said recently that he was nearing his death.

The disciple in charge frowned and looked up at the person outside the counter.

What came into view was a young face with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and extremely vigorous vitality.

His appearance and his aura clearly indicate that he is a young cultivator in his early twenties, full of vigor and vitality!

The disciple in charge was stunned.

He looked down at the nameplate in his hand.

He then looked up at Cao Kun in front of him.

I compared them three times.

"Bang!"

The disciple in charge slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"Who are you?!"

"This plaque belongs to Cao Kun, an outer disciple! Cao Kun is a centenarian nearing the end of his life, and who in the entire Joyful Union Sect doesn't know him?!"

"You scoundrel! How dare you bring Elder Cao's nameplate to the administration office, impersonate a fellow disciple, and cheat your way into a monthly stipend?!"

"Absolutely outrageous!"

This roar was fueled by spiritual power.

The news spread throughout the entire lobby of the administration building.

The crowd, who were already paying attention to this place because of Leng Qingyue, were now in a frenzy.

"Impersonating a fellow disciple? That's a capital offense!"

"No wonder this pretty boy looks unfamiliar! Everyone's seen that old, good-for-nothing Cao Kun, he's practically toothless, how could he possibly look like this?"

"This is definitely an imposter! This de-aging is outrageous!"

"Could it be a spy infiltrated from outside? Or perhaps a heretical cultivator skilled in possession techniques?"

The crowd whispered among themselves.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Cao Kun was full of hostility.

Many inner disciples have even secretly kept the magic weapons.

Hearing the commotion, Leng Qingyue, who was standing not far away, changed her pretty face slightly and was about to step forward to help Cao Kun out of the predicament.

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the hall.

"What audacity!"

Ye Fan had already squeezed into the hall without anyone noticing.

He strode up to the counter and pointed at Cao Kun.

"Fellow disciples! I have personally witnessed Senior Brother Cao Kun!"

"That old man is long past his prime, his foundation shattered! There's absolutely no way he could rejuvenate to such a state!"

"This person appeared here carrying Cao Kun's nameplate. There's only one truth!"

Ye Fan spoke righteously and directly shoved a huge bucket of excrement onto it.

"You must have intercepted the real Cao Kun halfway! Stole his nameplate! Intending to infiltrate my Hehuan Sect with ulterior motives!"

"You might even be a spy sent by another prestigious sect to infiltrate our ranks!"

Ye Fan's words were highly inflammatory.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was instantly pushed to its peak.

The sentiment is indignant.

"Killing a fellow disciple to steal the token? Execute this traitor!"

"Kill him!"

Ye Fan was overjoyed as he looked at the reactions of the disciples around him.

"You little brat, you dare steal the woman I've set my sights on. Today I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Ye Fan turned to look at the disciples in charge at the door and gave a loud order.

"What are you all standing there for!"

"Immediately notify the Enforcement Hall! Apprehend this imposter on the spot!"

"Throw him in the dungeon! Extract his soul and refine his spirit! Torture him to find out who was behind it all!"