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

Hearing that wonderful system notification sound in his mind.

Cao Kun looked at the beautiful, aloof face before him, now filled with rage.

The corners of his mouth gradually turned upwards.

He flashed a classic villainous smile.

"It's very simple."

Cao Kun tucked his hands into his sleeves, speaking in a casual tone.

"I think Elder Yun has a good figure and his temperament is quite to my liking."

How about this?

"You stay here and be my personal maid, warming my bed and carrying my sword."

"Serve this elder for a few months."

"Let's call it even for what happened between us, since you attacked me earlier. How about it?"

Yun Xiyue laughed in anger after hearing this.

A murderous intent surged within his cold eyes.

This lecherous man keeps harassing me. Does he really think I have no temper?

"You damned bastard!"

"Today, I will cleanse the Hehuan Sect of its own filth!"

In the main seat.

Qin Canglan raised his hand and waved.

The heavy bronze doors of the main hall slammed shut.

Intricate array patterns lit up on the walls surrounding the main hall.

A pale purple light curtain fell upside down.

This not only prevented the aftershocks of the battle from damaging the buildings, but also completely cut off Yun Xiyue's escape route.

Since Cao Kun was about to make a move, she, as the sect leader, naturally had to help close the door.

Yun Xiyue noticed that the formation had been activated, and her expression darkened.

She knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully today.

The Hehuan Sect is determined to keep her here.

Since that's the case, let's fight our way out!

"Freeze!"

Yun Xiyue gave a cold shout.

The air pressure inside the hall suddenly dropped, and the moisture in the air was forcibly drawn away and gathered together.

Hundreds of crystal-clear water swords appeared out of thin air.

Each one contained the terrifying killing power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Go to hell!"

With a flick of Yun Xiyue's sleeve.

Hundreds of water swords shot out from the sky.

Such a powerful area-of-effect spell would turn an ordinary Golden Core cultivator into a swarm of bees in less than a second.

however,

Faced with such a dense attack, Cao Kun did not retreat but advanced instead.

He charged straight at the rain of water swords.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Water jets rained down one after another.

Cao Kun's black and white robe glowed faintly, instantly shattering the attack into a mist of water.

The passive attribute of the Yin-Yang Robe, which ignores water and fire attacks, was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Yun Xiyue's eyes narrowed sharply, and she was terrified.

What kind of evil magical artifact is this?!

Before she could make a further reaction.

Cao Kun had already traversed a distance of several dozen feet, passing through the mist, and arrived in front of her.

He directly grabbed her fair and slender swan neck.

Yun Xiyue felt a tightness in her throat and instinctively wanted to mobilize her spiritual power to fight back.

To their horror, they discovered that a strange, grayish-black spiritual energy was surging from Cao Kun's palm.

The spiritual energy flowed directly into her body through her neck.

It dispersed her water-attribute spiritual power.

It also severed the flow of spiritual energy through her meridians.

The immense inertia propelled Yun Xiyue's body backward.

"Bang!"

Yun Xiyue's back slammed heavily against the thick dragon-carved pillar in the main hall.

The shock caused dust to fall from the top of the main hall.

A cultivator at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm was captured alive by Cao Kun without even lasting a single move.

Qin Canglan, sitting in the main seat, couldn't stop watching.

She knew Cao Kun was very strong, but the scene before her eyes was still beyond her comprehension.

My assessment of Cao Kun's abilities as an oddball has risen even higher.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced at how wise his decision to decisively side with Cao Kun was.

Yun Xiyue, pinned against the pillar, struggled desperately.

Her long, slender legs dangled in mid-air, kicking wildly.

But without the support of spiritual power, her strength is now not much greater than that of an ordinary woman.

Cao Kun moved a little closer.

I could smell the cool, delicate fragrance emanating from Yun Xiyue.

I couldn't help but mutter to myself.

This aloof and sophisticated woman's skin is so smooth; her top-grade water spirit root truly lives up to its reputation, and it feels amazing to the touch.

Although his spiritual power was sealed, he was also captured alive.

But Yun Xiyue's aloof and arrogant nature, stemming from her long-standing position of power, remained unchanged.

She glared at Cao Kun, gritting her teeth as she spoke.

"Kill me."

Even if my soul and body are destroyed, I will never suffer such humiliation from you.

Cao Kun wasn't angry at all at her unruly demeanor.

He likes those with strong bones.

It's only when you tame them that you feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Using death and life all the time is so tasteless."

"I haven't even had a chance to properly cherish you yet, how could I bear to let you die?"

Cao Kun loosened his grip slightly, allowing Yun Xiyue to catch her breath.

"Cough cough..."

Yun Xiyue lost her support and slid down the pillar to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing violently.

"Didn't you want to know where your precious disciple Ji Jinian is?"

"Come on, I'll take you to see him right now."

After saying that, Cao Kun bent down, grabbed Yun Xiyue's slender waist, and half-embraced her in his arms.

"Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

Yun Xiyue resisted desperately, clenching her fists and pounding them into Cao Kun's chest.

This amount of force was barely enough to tickle Cao Kun.

Cao Kun turned to look at Qin Canglan, who was in the main seat.

"Sect Master, I'll take the person with me now."

Done.

Cao Kun completely ignored Yun Xiyue's resistance and pulled her out of the main hall.

Qin Canglan promptly dispelled the formation and nodded with a smile.

"Elder Cao, please make yourself at home. Don't overwork yourself."

……

High in the sky, the wind howled.

Yun Xiyue's cultivation was sealed, preventing her from using spiritual power to protect herself.

The cold wind from above pierced through her thin white clothes, making her shiver all over.

She could only humiliatingly shrink into Cao Kun's arms, seeking warmth from his body heat.

Cao Kun, who considered himself no gentleman, naturally wouldn't be polite.

His hand, which was around her waist, slid down and rested on her flat stomach.

Secretly pleased:

So soft! So fragrant! Absolutely delicious!

At first, Yun Xiyue didn't pay any attention.

But she soon realized that the lecher's actions were becoming increasingly audacious.

Yun Xiyue was filled with shame and indignation, and once again desperately shoved Cao Kun's chest.

"Get your dirty hands off me!"

Instead of backing down, Cao Kun tightened his grip on her arm and leaned close to her ear, threatening her fiercely.

"If you move again, believe me, I'll strip you out of that white outfit right now!"

"So you can cool off properly?!"

Listen to these shameless words.

Yun Xiyue was so angry that she trembled all over, but she dared not struggle violently anymore.

All he could do was curse with his eyes.

Not long after.

The two landed at the entrance to the hidden prison in the back mountain.

As soon as we landed, a smell of dampness, mold, and decay hit us.

Yun Xiyue usually stays in blessed lands and grottoes with abundant spiritual energy.

I've never smelled this before.

Her brows furrowed tightly, her stomach churned, and she couldn't help but gag a few times.

"Why did you bring me to such a filthy place?"

"Where exactly did you hide my apprentice?!"

Cao Kun did not answer.

He put his arm around Yun Xiyue and walked down the dimly lit stone steps.

Dim oil lamps hung on the walls on both sides of the dungeon.

The faint light illuminated the narrow, oppressive passage ahead.

The further down you go, the worse the smell gets.

Just then.

A piercing scream suddenly rang out from a stone chamber at the end of the passage.

"Ah—kill me! Please, kill me!"

The voice was hoarse and desperate, filled with endless pain.

Yun Xiyue was stunned.

The voice sounds somewhat familiar.

Upon reaching the door of the stone chamber, the screams became even clearer.

It was also accompanied by bursts of nauseatingly vulgar jokes.

"Young master, don't be in such a hurry. I've practiced this technique for decades."

"Get out of here, it's my turn now. Get out of my way."