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

Baihua Peak.

Since it got dark, Liu Rumeng has paced back and forth in the stone chamber no less than three hundred times.

Her long, slender, fair legs moved restlessly under the hem of her skirt.

"How could I, a direct disciple of Hundred Flowers Peak, possibly... how could I possibly bow down to that old lecher!"

She said those words through gritted teeth.

Then, with great practice, he walked to the bronze mirror where he was dressing.

She pulled her long hair, which had just come down, back up.

Not quite satisfied with it, so I took it apart.

I got a new hairstyle, then took it off.

Finally, I chose a casual ponytail that made my face look smaller, highlighted my delicate features, and didn't look like it was deliberately styled.

After fussing over her hair, she opened her wardrobe, which was filled with Buddhist robes.

That usually most alluring fiery red tulle mini-skirt was pulled out.

She compared her figure to her own impressive curves.

"No, it's too glamorous. It makes it seem like I'm throwing myself at them."

Change to another one.

Plain color? No, that would look like going to a funeral.

What if that bastard doesn't even glance at it?

In the end, it took almost half an hour to figure it out.

She still picked up the bright red tulle mini-skirt that best suited her skin tone.

A stunningly beautiful figure was reflected in the mirror.

Liu Rumeng stared at herself in the bronze mirror and suddenly realized something.

She looked down at the comb in her hand.

She then looked at the dress she had just changed into.

Then look at the smooth skin on the stone table, which has just been wiped with floral dew.

"..."

"What am I doing?"

The comb was slammed to the ground.

It bounced twice and rolled to the corner of the wall.

Liu Rumeng stood there, her chest heaving violently.

……

……

Liu Rumeng bit her red lips

Resigned to her fate, she squatted down, silently picked up the jade comb, and put it back on the table.

"I'm not going to see him, much less to fawn over him!"

She talked to herself in front of the mirror, frantically trying to brainwash herself, but her voice grew softer and softer.

"I went there to investigate. For Qingyue's sake."

"Yes. There's definitely something wrong with the bell on Qingyue's ankle. I need to ask her about it in person."

She adjusted her neckline and straightened her skirt to fit her hips more snugly.

"...By the way."

"Let's see if there's any way to replace this ugly thing."

"Qingyue's purple-gold bell is quite pretty."

After finally finding this "perfect" excuse in my heart.

Liu Rumeng decisively activated the cave's formation and eagerly flew into the air on her sword, heading towards Lianxiang Peak.

……

After an incense stick has burned.

Liu Rumeng quietly landed in front of the pavilion in the medicine garden.

She walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then raised her fair little hand to knock.

His hand was suspended in mid-air, but he forcibly pulled it back.

No.

Did Liu Rumeng take the initiative to knock on the door?

Doesn't that mean admitting that you're here to keep the appointment?

This makes her seem so worthless!

Liu Rumeng took two steps back, crossed her arms, and lifted her proud figure even more, her chin slightly raised.

and so on.

She stood here waiting.

Make that bastard sense my presence and come out to invite her in!

However, a quarter of an hour passed.

Half an hour has passed.

There was no sound from the attic.

Even the chirping of insects seemed to mock her.

Liu Rumeng's anger rose little by little.

"...That bastard."

"He forced me to come! He gave me a day to think it over, and told me to come myself! I came! Where is he?!"

"Is it fun to mess with me?!"

Liu Rumeng stomped her foot in anger and turned to leave.

Yet they dared not move an inch.

The animal ring around his neck constantly reminded him of his current identity.

The investigation is fake.

It's all fake, even if it's for Qingyue.

Cao Kun made the consequences of not coming very clear.

A single thought could annihilate her soul.

Liu Rumeng's eyes reddened with grievance, and she stood frozen in place, caught in a dilemma.

Just as she was so enraged that she was about to smash the broken door with her sword—

The moonlight overhead was blocked in an instant.

The sky above Lianxiang Peak seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles rushed towards Lianxiang Peak like madmen.

Within the dark, heavy clouds, faint purple-gold lightning bolts could be seen moving about.

The ground began to tremble.

The normally upright medicinal herbs in the herb garden all bowed low to the ground under the terrifying pressure of heaven and earth.

"Is this... a heavenly tribulation?"

"Someone is forming their Core?!"

Liu Rumeng suddenly looked up and followed the source of the spiritual energy fluctuations.

Even from a distance of hundreds of feet, she could still clearly see the figure.

Cao Kun was sitting cross-legged in the center of Baiyu Square.

Piles of mid-grade spirit stones shattered and disintegrated around him, their spiritual energy transforming into visible streams of light that were frantically absorbed into his body.

There were even a few top-grade spirit stones in the corner.

The spiritual energy is also being lost at an alarming rate.

A storm of spiritual energy surrounded him.

It's hard to say what color it is.

It contains both the fiery red gold of the sun and a gray aura that surges and intertwines within it.

Two completely different forces devoured and merged with each other, forming a huge spiritual cocoon that enveloped Cao Kun.

Yu Linglong stood ten feet away.

They did their best to erect a spiritual energy barrier.

The aftershocks of the tribulation lightning and the overflow of spiritual energy storm were contained within the plaza area.

To prevent the impact on other buildings on Lianxiang Peak.

"Boom!"

Before Liu Rumeng could think any further, the first tribulation lightning bolt had already been formed.

It slashed down furiously from the heavens!

A pillar of purple-gold lightning cleaved down from the clouds, carrying an apocalyptic might, and crashed down on Cao Kun.

Liu Rumeng's heart pounded wildly.

She knew very well the power of that lightning bolt.

If it were her, even if she defended with all her might, she would still be seriously injured if she came down like that.

But Cao Kun did not move.

The moment the lightning bolt crashed down, an ancient gray Dao wheel appeared above his head.

The purplish-gold lightning bolt struck the Dao Wheel, exploding into a sky full of lightning that poured down on Cao Kun.

Immediately afterwards, the wheel emitted a deep hum.

It then began to slowly rotate.

Resolve.

Transformation.

The Wheel of Destiny, which governs the return of all laws to stillness, will reduce the lightning tribulation damage that Cao Kun suffered.

It was converted into nutrients to temper the physical body and soul in proportion.

Yu Linglong, ten feet away, parted her red lips slightly, her peach blossom eyes filled with disbelief.

"What... what level of magical artifact is this?"

"It can actually devour heavenly tribulations and replenish itself?!"

As a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, she had cultivated for over three hundred years and had seen countless rare treasures.

But such a magical artifact that can consume heavenly tribulations is simply unheard of.

After the initial shock, Yu Linglong's cheeks flushed.

This is her master.

Even the Heavenly Dao could only grovel before him!

How could she not be madly infatuated with such a master?

Tonight, once Master successfully forms his core, I must perform well and use all my tricks on him!

Compared to Yu Linglong's fervor.

Liu Rumeng, standing outside the herb garden on the back mountain, was completely stunned.

"That bastard..."

Liu Rumeng swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

"Yesterday...yesterday in the herb garden, he was clearly still in the late Foundation Establishment stage..."

"Today he's already at the Core Formation stage?!"

This cultivation speed can no longer be described as genius; it's simply monstrous!

Before Liu Rumeng could recover from her shock...

The thunderclouds in the sky churned once more.

"Boom!"

The second, third, and fourth bolts of tribulation lightning followed one after another.

The pace quickened, and each attack became more powerful than the last.

The entire Lianxiang Peak was illuminated as brightly as day.

As the lightning struck, the Wheel of Destiny, which governs the return of all things to stillness, spun faster and faster.

The more times the same type of attack is applied, the higher the adaptability of the Dao Wheel becomes.

When the third lightning tribulation struck, the Dao Wheel even stopped buzzing, becoming like a bottomless pit, swallowing up whatever came in.

The aura within Cao Kun's body rose steadily, and the outline of the golden core became increasingly clear.

The terrifying fluctuations of spiritual energy finally alerted the people in the herb garden pavilion.

"Squeak—"

The wooden door to the attic was hurriedly pushed open.

Leng Qingyue, dressed in a plain white nightgown, rushed out of the attic.

He was clearly awakened from his cultivation by the noise of the tribulation lightning.

Just rushed out of the attic,

Leng Qingyue then saw a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a fiery red gauze dress standing outside her door.

"Like a dream?"

"Why are you dressed like this in the middle of the night?"

Liu Rumeng was in a state of shock as her values ​​were being repeatedly crushed.

Suddenly, I heard my best friend's voice behind me, which startled me.

He instinctively reached out to cover the animal collar around his neck.

"I...I was drawn here by the lightning tribulation."

Liu Rumeng forced herself to remain calm and tugged at her collar.

"I just wanted to drop by and see you."

This is a clumsy lie.

Leng Qingyue, whose mind was filled with thoughts of Cao Kun, did not immediately suspect anything.

She stepped forward, her gaze passing over Liu Rumeng and looking towards the main hall in the distance.

"It's Senior Brother Cao... my Senior Brother Cao is about to form his Core!"

Leng Qingyue's eyes shone brightly, and her tone revealed undisguised pride.

It seemed that the one who had achieved the Core Formation was not someone else, but herself.

Liu Rumeng's lips twitched as she looked at Leng Qingyue's "My husband is the best" expression.

She was just about to say something.

Sudden.

"boom!"

The fifth bolt of purple-gold lightning ripped through the night sky.

The pale light instantly illuminated the herb garden where the two were.

By the light of this lightning,

Leng Qingyue's gaze inadvertently fell on Liu Rumeng's neck.

On the fair and slender neck of a swan.

It was secured by a black metal ring.

"Ru Meng... what are you wearing around your neck?"

Leng Qingyue's smile gradually faded, and she frowned her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, asking with some doubt.

"Is this some new magical artifact? Why is its design so...strange?"

"And...it looks so familiar."

"It's nothing!"

Liu Rumeng frantically raised her hand and covered her neck.

"It's just a... decoration."

This explanation is weak and unconvincing.

Magical artifacts in the cultivation world must either radiate spiritual light and exude an ethereal aura, or be ancient, understated, and imbued with Daoist charm.

Who would wear a black iron ring that looks like a chain buckle around their neck as an ornament?

Moreover, Liu Rumeng loves beauty most of all, and all the accessories she wears are exquisite and luxurious treasures.

The key is……

Leng Qingyue's brows furrowed slightly.

She finally remembered why the black ring looked familiar.

The master also clearly had an identical black metal ring fastened to his body!

She didn't pay attention at the time, thinking it was a new magical artifact.

But now—

The exact same thing appeared on Liu Rumeng's neck.

Leng Qingyue began to sense that something was wrong!

Under the moonlight, the two looked into each other's eyes.

Liu Rumeng opened her mouth.

What do you want to say?

But I simply couldn't bring myself to say it.

Because no matter how you explain it, it doesn't make sense.

Silence spread.

Only the purple-gold bell at the ankle was gently tugged by the night breeze, emitting a very soft, crisp sound.

Leng Qingyue lowered her head.

She looked at the delicate, small purple bell on her ankle.

He raised his head again.

He glanced at Liu Rumeng, who was clutching her neck tightly, her face filled with panic and guilt.

Finally, she looked towards the main hall.

There, was Senior Brother Cao undergoing his tribulation, and... Master who had been guarding that place all along.

An absurd idea sprouted in Leng Qingyue's mind like weeds.

The master was wearing a black ring.

My best friend also wears a black ring.

She was wearing a purple-gold bell.

Senior Brother Cao said that this bell is a magical artifact used to suppress the cold poison.

What are those two black rings?

Why would Ru Meng appear at the entrance of Senior Brother Cao's herb garden in the middle of the night wearing such a beautiful red dress?

Why was Ru Meng's gaze so complicated when she looked at Senior Brother Cao as he formed his Golden Core?

Leng Qingyue stood in the moonlight.

The chilly night wind made her feel a little cold.

She pursed her slightly pale lips and murmured to herself:

"so……"

"Am I not the only one?"