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

Yu Linglong stopped at the door.

She didn't turn around, but her slender and perfect shoulders trembled slightly.

A cold voice, filled with suppressed rage, was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Traitor! Things have come to this, what more do you want?"

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare to fight you to the death?!"

The words fell.

The terrifying pressure of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator surged through the small wooden house!

The tables, chairs, and benches inside the room were instantly reduced to dust under this force.

This was her last shred of dignity, and her last struggle.

She wanted to use the power she once relied on to look down on everyone, even if it was just to scare them, to regain even the slightest bit of initiative from this rebellious disciple.

Even just a second!

However, Cao Kun acted as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring him.

"Master, please don't get so angry."

"If you get sick from getting angry, I'll be very worried about you."

Cao Kun felt incredibly pleased to see her expression, which suggested she was about to explode with anger.

When you absorbed my spiritual root back then, you never imagined things would turn out this way, did you?

Now the tables have turned, and it's my turn to teach you a lesson.

"Master, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush."

"My disciple, my life is worthless; if I die, so be it."

"But Master, you are of noble birth and unparalleled beauty. It would be such a waste for you to be buried with me, your disciple!"

"Although my foundation has been repaired and my cultivation has returned, my lifespan is still running out."

"What do you think will happen if I fail to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage before my lifespan runs out?"

Cao Kun shrugged, looking regretful.

"When the time comes, I'll kick the bucket and be buried in the earth, and that will be clean and neat."

"It's just a pity for you, Master... You wouldn't want three hundred years of arduous cultivation to go to waste, would you?"

Yu Linglong's delicate body swayed, and she almost lost her balance.

Her overwhelming rage distorted her beautiful features.

This traitor.

He actually used his own life to threaten me!

What kind of shameless behavior is this?!

"What... exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't you understand what your disciple wants to do?"

Seeing that the time was almost right, Cao Kun stopped pretending.

He spread his hands, looking like a shameless rogue who took it all for granted.

"Master, look at me, I am now penniless and destitute."

"If I go out to train and do missions, without a handy magic weapon to protect myself or some pills to aid my cultivation, what if I get injured by some blind fool? The pain will be on my body, but the pain will be on my heart."

"What if... I mean, what if I accidentally die? If my beautiful master were to perish along with me, wouldn't that be a great loss to the cultivation world?"

Cao Kun shook his head sadly and said earnestly.

"So, for your safety, Master, and for our bright future, do you think... we should sponsor some start-up capital for your disciple?"

"you!"

Yu Linglong was so angry at these utterly shameless remarks that her chest heaved violently.

This isn't an apprentice; this is clearly a vengeful ghost seeking revenge!

This traitor not only took her body, but now he's trying to extort her cultivation resources!

To live off a woman to this extent is simply unheard of and unseen!

Yu Linglong wished she could slap this shameless, grinning man to death.

But that damned brand deep in her soul prevented her from even having the slightest thought of resistance.

This feeling of frustration drove her to the brink of madness.

"Take it!"

Yu Linglong took a delicate storage bag embroidered with golden cloud patterns from her waist and threw it at Cao Kun.

"Here are a thousand mid-grade spirit stones, various pills to aid cultivation, and even the Green Serpent Sword, a low-grade magic weapon I used in my younger days!"

"Enough to feed you, a pig, until you reach the Foundation Establishment stage!"

"If you still die out there after all this, then it is fate, and I accept it!"

After saying that, she could no longer bear the suffocating atmosphere of humiliation, opened the door, and disappeared into the horizon.

Cao Kun caught the storage bag steadily and gently sniffed it.

Yes, the fragrance of a wealthy woman is so simple and unpretentious, yet so refreshing.

He scanned it with his divine sense.

Good guy!

As expected of a Golden Core Elder, a well-known wealthy woman in the Joyful Union Sect, her generosity is truly remarkable.

One thousand mid-grade spirit stones is equivalent to one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!

That's enough for outer disciples to work hard for decades.

Not to mention those elixirs and magical treasures.

Cao Kun was in a great mood.

Now, with a large amount of pure Yin energy accumulated in his body, coupled with these cultivation resources, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage is only a matter of time.

For the next three months, Cao Kun remained secluded at home.

Until all the pure Yin energy and the pills in the storage bag were refined.

Cao Kun's cultivation level has officially entered the Foundation Establishment stage.

Feel the liquid spiritual energy formed from gaseous spiritual energy within your dantian and dantian.

With his lifespan increasing by more than two hundred years, Cao Kun let out a long, joyful roar.

"Hahaha! That's awesome!"

From this day forward, he is no longer that lowly ant in the Qi Refining stage, whose lifespan is nearing its end and who is at the mercy of others.

Instead, he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a lifespan of three hundred years who has truly embarked on the path of immortality!

"I wonder if my dear master has missed me after all these months..."

Cao Kun flipped his left hand over.

Another system reward appeared in my hand.

……

at the same time.

Hehuan Sect, Inner Sect, Lianxiang Peak.

Inside the main hall, shrouded in mist.

Yu Linglong sat high in the main seat.

Dressed in a magnificent purple gown, she had regained her former alluring and captivating beauty.

No one could tell what kind of unbearable nightmare this Golden Core cultivator had experienced three months ago.

Your Highness, a young girl dressed in a plain white dress, with a cool and aloof appearance, is bowing respectfully.

The girl's skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her temperament was like a snow lotus flower that was untouched by the dust of the world, which was completely out of place with the overall bewitching atmosphere of the Hehuan Sect.

She is none other than Leng Qingyue, the newly accepted personal disciple of Yu Linglong, a peerless ice spirit body, one in ten thousand.

"Master."

Leng Qingyue's voice was as aloof as her temperament.

"You mentioned last time that you had found a supremely yang-tonifying treasure to cure the cold poison in my body. I wonder... is there any progress on that?"

When this matter was mentioned, Yu Linglong's well-maintained mask stiffened involuntarily for a moment.

treasure?

Damn!

The thought of that traitor immediately brought to mind that dilapidated wooden hut.

For the past three months, she has been trying to forget everything.

But the image of that traitor seemed to have taken root in her mind, impossible to shake off!

Yu Linglong's jade-like hand, resting on the armrest, unconsciously clenched tighter.

She tried her best to maintain her dignity as a teacher.

Just as I was about to make up some excuse to get by,

"Buzz—"

A faint yet undeniable sensation suddenly appeared!

Without any warning!

It's hard to guard against!

"Hmm!"

Yu Linglong frowned and let out a suppressed groan.

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