133: Chapter 133 This is clearly a case of half-hearted resistance!

Qin Canglan was thrown off balance by Cao Kun's sudden display of intimacy.

That scorching, masculine aura rushing toward her caused this female Devil Head, who had helmed the Hehuan Sect for hundreds of years, to feel a rare trace of panic.

Even her heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

She pushed Cao Kun away in shamed anger, blushing as she scolded, "What time do you think it is, and you're still not taking this seriously!"

"Chu Qianqiu is a Soul Transformation Stage old monster!"

"The Taiyi Dao Sect even has old veterans at the Soul Transformation Late Stage, or even Half-step Void Refinement, sitting in command!"

Qin Canglan lowered her voice, her tone clearly anxious.

"You said those things in public; once Luo Qingcheng finishes Undergoing Tribulation, I fear the Taiyi Dao Sect's flying ships will be able to level the Hehuan Sect!"

Hearing this, the surrounding Peak Masters, whose expressions were already ugly, turned even paler, each filled with gloom and despair.

The Shadow Peak Master, who was usually cautious, took half a step forward trembling, and tentatively whispered:

"Elder Cao... the Sect Master is right. Why don't we soften our stance first?"

"Why don't we return some of the treasures snatched from the Secret Realm?"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and seeing that Cao Kun didn't erupt, he gritted his teeth and continued:

"Or... or you could personally go to the Taiyi Dao Sect to admit your mistake."

"And select a batch of beautiful inner-Sect female Disciples to send over as an apology?"

"If we lower our posture, perhaps we can still preserve the Sect."

Hearing this, Cao Kun glanced sideways at the Shadow Peak Master.

His gaze was cold, devoid of any emotion.

"This Elder, is your kneecap naturally soft?"

Before Cao Kun could even make a move.

The Yunyu Peak master, Xie Wuwang, who had been waiting for an opportunity nearby, immediately jumped out.

He pointed at the Shadow Peak Master's nose and cursed loudly.

"Presumptuous! How are you talking to Elder Cao, you old thing!"

"Who is Elder Cao? He is a heaven-sent genius, the pillar supporting our Hehuan Sect! How could he ever bow to others!"

"You want Elder Cao to go apologize to those old things? What are your intentions, you old dog! I see you are clearly trying to sell out the Sect for your own glory!"

The Shadow Peak Master was stunned by the scolding, standing there with his mouth agape, unable to speak for a long time.

Xie Wuwang, however, only grew more spirited the more he cursed.

He understood the situation perfectly.

Grand Elder Cao had even taken down the Saintess of Taiyi.

This thigh was so thick it could support the heavens; if he didn't show loyalty now, when would he?

Xie Wuwang took the opportunity to turn around and bowed deeply to Cao Kun.

"Elder Cao's Divine Might is peerless; you must have everything planned out."

"This old immortal is timid as a mouse, he has completely disgraced our Hehuan Sect."

"Elder Cao, just say the word, and I will go skin him alive right now!"

Watching the indignant Xie Wuwang before him, Cao Kun let out a sneer.

Although this old guy didn't have much backbone, his ability to flatter and follow the wind was truly top-tier.

Not only was he sensible and obedient, but he also had a keen eye for the situation; he was good material for being a dog.

Facing the cowardice and worry of some Elders.

Cao Kun restrained the smile on his face.

Boom!

The terrifying Spiritual Pressure unique to the Peak Late Nascent Soul Stage swept across the entire scene with him as the center!

The Elders and Disciples present felt their knees go weak, unable to resist the urge to prostrate and worship.

Thump!

The Shadow Peak Master, who was closest, slammed both knees heavily onto the stone floor.

His entire body was pressed flat against the ground, fresh blood gushing from the corners of his mouth.

Xie Wuwang naturally couldn't withstand this Spiritual Pressure either, but he didn't resist at all.

He directly took the opportunity to kneel on the ground and shouted, "Grand Elder's Divine Might is peerless! May your immortal blessings last forever!"

Qin Canglan stood by Cao Kun's side, feeling this Spiritual Pressure at such close range, and was horrified to the extreme.

Peak Late Nascent Soul Stage!

How long had it been?

In just over a month, he had Advanced all the way from the Qi Refinement Stage to the Peak Late Nascent Soul Stage!

This was simply not a Heaven-Defying speed that a human Cultivator could possess!

And this Spiritual Pressure carried an aura of imperial Dao.

Even she, an old-timer at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, felt palpitations.

"My words, Cao Kun's words, have never been taken back."

Cao Kun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the entire Sect, his voice like a great bell, reverberating among the mountains of the Main Peak.

"If the Taiyi Dao Sect dares to come, I happen to be short of a few Soul Transformation Stage laborers to watch my gate."

"As for Luo Qingcheng's Undergoing Tribulation, not only will I go, but I will go with great fanfare!"

Cao Kun tilted his head back, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"I'd like to see if this Taiyi Dao Sect can actually keep me here!"

He's crazy.

Everyone in the Sect had only one thought at this moment.

The Grand Elder had completely lost his mind.

He was going to fight the entire Taiyi Dao Sect to the bitter end.

But for some reason, when everyone felt that terrifying Spiritual Pressure that was like the might of Heaven,

and looked at that arrogant, unyielding back,

they inexplicably felt at ease.

Qin Canglan stared blankly at Cao Kun's wild profile, her heartbeat growing faster and faster.

For these hundreds of years, she had struggled alone to support the precarious Hehuan Sect.

She had dreamed of finding a broad shoulder to lean on.

Now, this shoulder had not only appeared, but it was domineering enough to withstand all storms.

The palpitation she had always suppressed in the depths of her heart could no longer be controlled and surged up.

In the cultivation world, the strong are ultimately revered.

Being timid and fearful would sooner or later lead to a dead end.

Qin Canglan gritted her teeth, turned around, faced the Disciples kneeling on the ground, and shouted sternly:

"Did you all hear clearly! The Grand Elder's words are the will of this Sect!"

Qin Canglan's voice, imbued with spiritual power, spread to every corner of the Sect.

"The whole Sect is on alert! Activate the highest-level defensive Formation!"

"All Disciples return to your Immortal Caves; without my order, no one is allowed to leave the Sect!"

"Yes!" The Disciples answered in unison.

After giving all the instructions.

Qin Canglan turned to look at Cao Kun, her tone complex, "Elder Cao, come with me to the Main Hall, I have questions for you."

After speaking, she didn't wait for Cao Kun's reaction, flicked her red dress, and turned to walk away with large strides.

That ripe, curvaceous figure, wrapped in light, thin gauze,

swayed with every step, rippling with breathtaking waves.

Cao Kun watched clearly from behind and licked his lips.

Truly a stunning beauty.

He turned his head and gave a wink to Meng Yudie behind him.

"Go wait at Baihua Peak; I'll go soothe the Sect Master's frightened little heart first."

Meng Yudie nodded obediently.

She reached out to straighten Cao Kun's lapel and said coquettishly:

"Then Master must be quick; I'll be waiting for you at Baihua Peak~"

...

Inside the Main Hall, there was no one.

Winding blue smoke rose from the incense burner, emitting a faint, soothing fragrance.

Qin Canglan had just walked into the back hall.

Before she could turn around to speak.

She felt her waist tighten.

Then, her whole body crashed into a scorching, hard chest.

"You... let go!"

Qin Canglan exclaimed in shock.

Feeling those presumptuous hands on her waist climbing upward through the thin fabric.

She was a bit flustered, but only struggled symbolically twice.

She didn't use even a shred of spiritual power.

"Cao Kun! Don't go too far! I am the Sect Master; what would it look like if someone saw us!"

Cao Kun felt the strength of her resistance and inwardly felt triumphant.

The Sect Master was usually high and mighty, with an air of untouchable dignity.

Now her strength was so small, and her body so soft.

This wasn't resistance at all; it was clearly half-refusal, half-acceptance.

She was playing hard to get with me here.

Cao Kun pushed his luck, resting his head on Qin Canglan's rounded, fragrant shoulder.

Inhaling deeply of the rich body fragrance unique to a mature woman,

and pressed against her earlobe, teasingly said:

"Sect Master, weren't you quite imposing outside just now? Why have you gone soft as soon as you entered the room?"

The warm breath hit her earlobe.

Qin Canglan's delicate body trembled slightly, feeling a tingling sensation spreading from her earlobe through her whole body.

She gave up struggling and turned her head.

Her beautiful eyes were covered in a mist of water, glaring at Cao Kun indignantly.

"You're still talking! Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused!"

"This time you've really led the Sect into a dead end!"

"...You now... hurry up and take your hand... if the Taiyi Dao Sect really pours out in full force, what can the Hehuan Sect use to block them?... take it out from my clothes..."