15: Chapter 15 My Master humbled himself before me, all for your sake!

Facing the ultimate problem that Leng Qingyue was determined to win with.

The expression on Cao Kun's face did not change at all.

During the days when he was unable to Cultivate because Yu Linglong had sucked away his Spiritual Root's potential.

In order to find a way to rebuild his Foundation, Cao Kun had combed through almost every alchemy text he could access within the Sect.

His knowledge base had long since surpassed that of ordinary Disciples.

He picked up the cup filled with spiritual wine and gently sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

"Good wine, good wine."

"Manager Cao!" Seeing him like this, Leng Qingyue grew increasingly impatient.

"If you can't answer, then just admit defeat! Stop trying to be mysterious here!"

In her view, Cao Kun's stalling was nothing more than the final struggle of someone who couldn't afford to lose.

"Why must you be in such a hurry, Junior Sister?"

Cao Kun set the wine cup down and spoke leisurely.

"What a coincidence, I really have seen the Pill Formula for this Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill in an Incomplete Manual of an ancient text."

Before Leng Qingyue could react, Cao Kun continued to speak unhurriedly.

"The three main ingredients are: the heart of a Thousand-Year Blood Dragon Ginseng, the gall of a Nine Nether Profound Nether Snake, and the marrow of a Pure Yang Li-Fire Crystal."

"Seventy-two auxiliary ingredients: Star Grass, Earth Spirit Fruit, Purple Monkey Flower..."

With every name of a medicinal ingredient he spoke, Leng Qingyue's face grew a shade paler.

By the time Cao Kun had accurately recited all one hundred and eight ingredients, along with their respective ages, proportions, and their medicinal roles as 'Sovereign, Minister, Assistant, and Envoy,' Leng Qingyue was completely stunned.

How is this possible!

This is a fifth-grade Pill Formula!

Even an Elder of the Alchemy Pavilion could never remember it so clearly!

And he's just an Outer Sect Disciple...

"Alright, Junior Sister, now it's my turn to ask."

Cao Kun tapped the table, pulling Leng Qingyue's thoughts back.

Looking into his eyes.

She finally realized that she seemed to have... underestimated this man from the very beginning.

Cao Kun raised a finger and asked leisurely, "Ancient Cultivators discussed the Dao, speaking of Three Thousand Great Daos and Eight Hundred Side Paths. May I ask, Junior Sister, to which of the Three Hundred and Sixty Righteous Paths did the Sword Dao originally belong?"

Leng Qingyue was completely confused.

What... what is all this?

This was no longer a question within the scope of Cultivation; this was simply obscure history of the Immortal Realm!

Forget her, even Revered Master might not necessarily know!

"I... I don't know," Leng Qingyue answered subconsciously.

"Oh, you don't know?" Cao Kun drawled. "Then will Junior Sister drink, or..."

His gaze swept over Leng Qingyue's body suggestively.

Leng Qingyue glanced at the last cup of spiritual wine on the table, then at Cao Kun's malicious smile, and gritted her teeth.

This last cup of wine must be drunk by him!

If I have to take it off, I'll take it off! It's just external items anyway!

Finally, in a moment of humiliating silence.

With slightly stiff movements, Leng Qingyue removed the white boots from her feet.

As the boots were taken off, a pair of elegantly curved jade-like feet were exposed to the air.

The arches were slightly curved, and the five toes were rounded and lovely, tinged with a faint pink hue.

Perhaps due to nervousness, those five toes curled instinctively, looking quite adorable.

"Hiss—"

Cao Kun took an extremely exaggerated breath.

These legs... no, these feet, I could play with them for a whole year!

As expected of a Top-grade Ice Spirit Body, even her feet look so pure and noble that one can't help but want to hold them and admire them properly.

Seeing that Leng Qingyue would rather take off her boots than touch that last cup of wine.

Cao Kun could be almost completely certain.

There was indeed a major problem with this wine.

"Have you seen enough?!"

Feeling Cao Kun's burning and blatant gaze, Leng Qingyue was overcome with shame and indignation.

She subconsciously pulled her jade feet back under her skirt.

In the following rounds, the situation completely reversed.

Cao Kun threw out one tricky and strange question after another—some were even just made up on the spot.

"How do you draw the eighteen core runes of a Lightning Attraction Talisman within three breaths?"

"I don't know..." Leng Qingyue removed the jade hairpin binding her hair, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

"When using Divine Sense to control a Flying Sword, how do you achieve the separation of person and sword, yet still accurately track an enemy from a thousand miles away?"

"I..." Leng Qingyue bit her lip and untied her waist belt.

...

An incense stick's time later.

Cao Kun looked at the scene of the suffering beauty before him, feeling incredibly satisfied.

It had to be said, this cold Senior Sister being bullied until her eyes were red and she was on the verge of tears really had a unique charm.

At this moment,

Leng Qingyue was left with only a thin, form-fitting moon-white inner garment.

Seeing that there were almost no items left on her body to remove.

Leng Qingyue began to think of retreating.

I can't take off any more!

If I take off more, won't I be letting this lecher see everything for nothing?

Leng Qingyue wrapped her arms around her chest, preparing to find an excuse to get up and leave.

But Cao Kun suddenly picked up the last cup of spiritual wine on the table.

"Alright."

Under Leng Qingyue's bewildered, shocked, and even ecstatic gaze.

Cao Kun drained the wine in the cup in one gulp.

"It's getting late."

Cao Kun set down the wine cup, smacked his lips, and said with lingering interest.

"If you take off any more, you'll catch a cold, Junior Sister. Let's end this game here."

Leng Qingyue's brain went blank for a moment.

He... he drank it?

He actually took the initiative to drink it?!

This sudden turn of events made her almost think she was dreaming.

Leng Qingyue didn't hesitate and immediately activated the drop of essence blood she had merged into the wine!

"Boom—!"

Cao Kun only felt a chilling coldness rapidly spread from his Dantian to all the Meridians in his body!

In just an instant, a layer of white frost condensed on the inner walls of his Meridians.

His spiritual power became incredibly sluggish.

"Ugh..."

Cao Kun let out a muffled groan, his body staggering backward as he fell onto the Cloud Bed behind him.

At the same time, the Chaos Unity Art was already operating.

The overbearing cold poison Qi had just invaded his Qi Sea.

It was forcibly swallowed by a black vortex, then converted into Chaos power and merged into his Qi Sea.

Refreshing!

It's even more refreshing than absorbing Primordial Yin Energy!

Cao Kun shouted with joy in his heart, but on the surface, he acted out the pain and despair of a poisoned person on the brink of death to perfection.

"You... what did you put in the wine?"

"Why... why are you okay after drinking so much?"

Seeing that the situation was decided, Leng Qingyue no longer bothered with his questioning.

She unhurriedly stood up and elegantly put back on her boots, hairpin, and belt that were scattered on the floor.

She restored herself to the cold Personal Disciple of Lianxiang Peak.

"Speak! What exactly did you do to Revered Master? What Demonic Technique did you use to control her?"

"If you don't confess truthfully, I will destroy your Qi Sea right now and make you wish for death!"

"Demonic Technique? *Cough, cough*..."

Cao Kun clutched his chest and coughed painfully twice.

"You think... why do you think Revered Master would treat me like this?"

"Everything Elder Yu has done was for your sake!"

For... for me?

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Leng Qingyue shouted sternly, but a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes.

"Nonsense?" Cao Kun gave a miserable smile.

"You were born with a Top-grade Ice Spirit Body, a Physique that is extremely yin and cold. The higher your cultivation, the more severe the cold poison backlash becomes!"

"Without a Pure Yang Treasure to neutralize it, you can forget about forming a Golden Core in this life. You might even be frozen into an ice sculpture during a Breakthrough!"

"How... how do you know that?!" Leng Qingyue was completely shocked.

Only she and her Revered Master knew about this. How could this lecher know so clearly?!

"How do I know?" Cao Kun roared with all his strength, "Because I am the Pure Yang Treasure that Revered Master found for you!"

"My unique Blazing Sun Spiritual Root is the only cure to root out the cold poison in your body!"

"Revered Master surrendered herself to me and endured humiliation just to use my Spiritual Root's power to help me Cultivate as quickly as possible!"

"Because... only when I Breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage will my Blazing Sun Spiritual Root's power fully mature, and only then can I... completely root out the cold poison hidden in your body!"

Leng Qingyue's mind was shaken. The scene she saw outside the pavilion today flashed before her eyes once more.

"Then today outside the pavilion... Revered Master..."

"That was because Elder Yu, in order to let me improve my cultivation as quickly as possible, sacrificed her own Origin to assist my Cultivation!"

Cao Kun directly interrupted Leng Qingyue, giving her no chance to think.

"Today was the first time the two of us tried it... that's why her Origin Qi was so heavily damaged!"

"She was afraid you would feel guilty if you knew, which would affect your Dao Heart, so she kept it from you, preferring to endure all the misunderstandings herself!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask her yourself!"

This flood of information was massive, yet the logic was surprisingly self-consistent.

Leng Qingyue stood there completely dazed.

Revered Master... for me... actually... actually went to such lengths...

And I... not only misunderstood Revered Master's painstaking efforts.

But I also returned kindness with enmity, nearly destroying the only medicine that could save me with such despicable means...

If something happened to him.

Then wouldn't Revered Master's sacrifice all be in vain?!

Leng Qingyue