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

The distance is too close.

The surrounding disciples, who were just watching the drama unfold, didn't even have time to react before they all exclaimed in surprise.

Leng Qingyue's eyes turned cold.

Bring your two fingers together in a backhand motion to form a sword shape, and slash horizontally forward.

"Clang!"

A chilling, icy blue sword aura materialized out of thin air, resembling a crescent moon, and met Ye Fan's powerful punch head-on.

The sword energy and Ye Fan's fist energy collided violently in the center of the main hall of the affairs hall.

A violent surge of spiritual energy swept outwards.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dozen or so outer disciples in the Qi Refining stage in the front row were directly blown away.

His first attack failed, and the madness in Ye Fan's eyes intensified.

Just as he was preparing to unleash his spiritual power for a second round of attacks.

An overwhelming and unparalleled pressure descended from the sky.

The oppressive force was extremely heavy.

It crashed directly into the center of the hall.

The disciples who were originally standing suddenly felt their legs go weak, and many of them knelt down on one knee.

"Greetings, Elder Wang!"

Several disciples of the Enforcement Hall at the entrance of the hall immediately turned around and bowed.

A figure in a gray robe walked into the hall with his hands behind his back.

The newcomer had a cold and hard face; he was none other than Wang Zhenshan, the elder of the Enforcement Hall.

With a wave of his sleeve, Wang Zhenshan completely dispersed the remaining smoke and dust in the hall.

He glanced at Ye Fan and Cao Kun in turn, and finally his gaze landed on Leng Qingyue.

"That's enough!"

Wang Zhenshan's voice was as loud as a bell, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

"This is the important Hall of Affairs! Loud noises and private duels! Do you even have any respect for the rules of the Joyful Union Sect? What kind of behavior is this?!"

Seeing that his backer had arrived, Ye Fan rolled his eyes and immediately put on a victim's expression.

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and preemptively filed his accusation.

"Elder Wang, you are wise!"

"I meant well. I suspected that Cao Kun was a spy who had possessed my body, so I spoke to test him for the sake of the sect's safety."

"Who knew this scoundrel was so utterly wicked!"

"Not only did he spout nonsense, but he also conspired with Junior Sister Leng to try and corrupt my Dao heart with words! To destroy the foundation of my cultivation!"

"I acted rashly in a fit of anger, and that's why I lost control and attacked. I beg Elder Wang to do me justice!"

The onlookers rolled their eyes.

This ability to turn the tables is truly worthy of a young master from the Dan Pavilion.

He was the one who was fed dog food, broke his defenses and attacked people, but in the blink of an eye, he became someone who was sharing the burden of the sect.

Wang Zhenshan pretended to ponder for a moment, then stroked his beard.

"I see."

"Although I am in charge of the Enforcement Hall, you two are both disciples of the sect. It is truly unbecoming of you to have fallen to such an extent due to personal feelings and misunderstandings."

Wang Zhenshan's tone shifted, and his gaze locked onto Cao Kun with a deep, unsettling look.

"However, since the grudges between the two sides have run deep, forcibly suppressing them may create inner demons and affect their future path of cultivation."

"As an elder in charge of law enforcement, I have always acted impartially."

"Rather than letting you fight amongst yourselves and break the rules of the sect in the future, it's better to give you a chance to settle things once and for all."

"I propose that Cao Kun and Ye Fan ascend the Life and Death Arena to settle their karmic debts in a decisive battle!"

"What do you two think?"

This statement came out.

The entire lobby erupted in a commotion ten times louder than before!

"The Arena of Life and Death?!"

"This isn't settling scores; this is clearly trying to kill Cao Kun!"

Among the crowd, several inner disciples were whispering and discussing frantically.

"Of course! Senior Brother Ye is at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage! And with the Pill Pavilion behind him, Elder Ye Ting could easily crush someone with any magic treasures or pills he bestows!"

Even if Cao Kun breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he still wouldn't be a match for him!

"This is a completely one-sided massacre!"

"Elder Wang's favoritism is outrageous!"

Although everyone saw through Wang Zhenshan's bias, no one dared to speak out.

Having offended the Enforcement Hall and the Pill Pavilion, I will definitely not be able to stay in the Joyful Union Sect in the future.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with barely suppressed elation.

He suppressed a laugh and put on a look of fearlessness.

"This disciple is willing!"

"Cao Kun, weren't you being quite arrogant just now?"

"If you've got the guts, accept this life-or-death battle!"

"Don't worry, once you're on stage, I won't let you die too quickly. I'll crush every single bone in your body!"

"I disagree!"

Leng Qingyue took a step forward and looked directly at Wang Zhenshan.

"Elder Wang, this suggestion is unfair!"

"Ye Fan has been in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage for a long time and has a profound foundation. On the other hand, Master Cao has just entered the Foundation Establishment stage and his realm is not yet fully stable."

"This is a one-sided massacre, not a friendly exchange!"

With a flick of her wrist, Leng Qingyue conjured a long sword in her hand.

"If Senior Brother Ye insists on fighting..."

"I, Leng Qingyue, am willing to take Cao's place on stage!"

What?

Leng Qingyue was willing to risk her life for a man!

Elder Yu's personal disciple is about to go to the life-or-death arena.

If something goes wrong, Elder Yu might just tear down the Enforcement Hall!

Wang Zhenshan frowned.

This is the situation he least wanted to see.

He immediately turned cold and sternly rejected the offer.

"Nonsense!"

"The arena of life and death is where the grudges between the parties involved are settled. Since ancient times, how could an outsider have performed this task on their behalf?"

"Leng Qingyue, if you dare to cause any more trouble, I will punish you as well!"

Seeing Leng Qingyue so protective of Cao Kun, Ye Fan's jealousy burned even brighter.

He pointed at Cao Kun's nose and started cursing.

"Cao Kun! What kind of man do you think you are!"

"Does he just cower behind a woman's skirt like a turtle when faced with trouble?"

"If you have any backbone at all, stand up yourself!"

Don't make me look down on you!

Provocation tactic.

It's basic, but it works well.

All eyes were on Cao Kun.

Most people thought Cao Kun would definitely find an excuse to refuse.

After all, no matter how important face is, it's not as important as life.

however.

Faced with Ye Fan's relentless provocation and Wang Zhenshan's constant pressure.

Cao Kun smiled calmly, pulled Leng Qingyue into his arms, and responded loudly:

"Since Elder Wang is so 'fair'..."

"Junior Brother Ye is so 'unable to refuse' his hospitality."

"If I refuse again, wouldn't I seem very ungrateful?"

"I accept this challenge of life and death."

Wow!

The crowd erupted in cheers once again.

"Is he insane?!"

"Wow, they really dared to accept that! They'd risk their lives for Senior Sister Leng!"

at the same time.

A voice transmission quietly reached Leng Qingyue's ears.

"Don't worry, just watch the show."

Leng Qingyue was slightly taken aback and turned to look at Cao Kun.

That absolute confidence made Leng Qingyue swallow back the words of advice that were on the tip of her tongue.

She chose to believe him.

Cao Kun's decisiveness surprised both Wang Zhenshan and Ye Fan.

Wang Zhenshan reacted very quickly, fearing that Cao Kun might change his mind.

He hurriedly took out a jade slip from his storage ring.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the jade slip instantly split in two, transforming into two life-and-death certificates radiating a blood-red light, which floated in mid-air.

"Words are meaningless; let's put it in writing!"

"Since both parties have agreed, let's sign the document immediately!"

Without any hesitation, Cao Kun extended his index finger and flicked it.

A drop of blood essence fell precisely into one of the life-or-death contracts.

A flash of blood appeared, and Cao Kun's name appeared on the contract.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan was overjoyed.

As if afraid that Cao Kun would run away, he quickly forced out his essence and blood to complete the signing.

As their essence and blood merged.

The two death warrants in mid-air blazed with intense blood.

They transformed into two streams of light, each disappearing into the space between the two people's eyebrows.

Heaven bears witness, the contract is established.

No one may disobey this rule, not even unto death.

Wang Zhenshan nodded in satisfaction and announced it to the public.

"The life-or-death pact has been made!"

"Tomorrow at noon, the Sect's Martial Arts Arena will open its Life-or-Death Arena!"

"You two have arrived on time, thus settling your karmic debt!"

After saying that, Wang Zhenshan didn't want to stay a second longer and turned to leave with several disciples of the Enforcement Hall.

The mission was successfully completed.

Tomorrow, all he needs to do is collect the body of that clueless outer disciple.

Then, it was only natural for him to ask Elder Ye Ting for some benefits.

Simply perfect.

Ye Fan looked at Cao Kun again.

"Kid."

"Enjoy the last day of your life."

After saying that, he turned to look at Leng Qingyue with a greedy gaze.

"Junior Sister Leng, soon you will know who the man truly deserves you is."

He uttered those harsh words.

Ye Fan laughed twice, then turned and walked out of the office.

The main person involved has left.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, the surrounding disciples dispersed.

But when they left, the way they looked at Cao Kun was invariably as if they were looking at a dying man.

The hall quickly emptied out.

Leng Qingyue then broke free from Cao Kun's embrace.

She turned around, her cool eyes filled with worry.

"You're too impulsive."

Her tone carried a hint of resentment, but more so, anxiety.

"Although Ye Fan is a spoiled brat and a good-for-nothing, his cultivation level is genuinely at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Moreover, the Pill Pavilion has a deep foundation; his grandfather, Ye Ting, would definitely fill a ring with life-saving and combat-related items for him. High-level talismans, array plates, pills..."

The more Leng Qingyue talked, the less likely she was to win, so she bit her lower lip.

"No. I'm going back to the main peak to find my master right now."

"With the master exerting pressure, they might be able to forcibly tear up the life-or-death agreement and stop this competition."

As she spoke, Leng Qingyue prepared to take off on her sword.

"Hmm!"

Cao Kun reached out and grabbed Leng Qingyue's wrist, pulling her back into his arms with a little force.

"What are you going to do?"

Cao Kun looked down at the beauty in his arms and chuckled softly.

"Should I go to my master and make a fool of myself in front of her?"

Leng Qingyue was somewhat bewildered by his sudden intimate gesture.

A blush rose on her originally cool face.

"But... if something happens to you, what about my... what about my cold poison? Master will blame me too."

Leng Qingyue offered a clumsy excuse, her eyes darting away.

"No buts."

Looking at her stubborn expression, Cao Kun raised his hand and gently brushed the tip of her pert nose with great affection.

"Senior sister."

"Didn't you personally verify my abilities?"

"What, you have so little confidence in me?"

Leng Qingyue was stunned for a moment.

He immediately understood the implied meaning in Cao Kun's words.

The scene from last night in the attic of the herb garden involuntarily surfaced in my mind...

The scene of that frantic treatment lasting two hours.

Indeed... terrifyingly strong.