155: Chapter 155 Master~ He's being mean to someone, just kick him to death!

The flying boat broke through the clouds, heading straight north.

The silhouette of Hehuan Province completely vanished from sight.

Cao Kun leaned against the soft couch, looking inward at his Purple Mansion.

The millions of golden threads of Power Of Faith originally wound around his Primordial Spirit began to fade in color as the flying boat moved further away.

Two hours later, the last few golden threads connecting to the borders of Hehuan Province completely snapped.

Calm was restored within the Purple Mansion.

Cao Kun opened his eyes.

It seemed that the Power Of Faith from sentient beings had a distance limit.

Once he left the territory of Hehuan Province, the blessing of this external power was completely cut off.

However, Cao Kun was still quite confident in his own strength.

With his various trump cards, as long as he didn't directly Face an old monster at or above the Body Integration Stage...

He was certain he could retreat safely or even kill his opponent.

Half a day later.

The flying boat landed outside the provincial capital of the neighboring Yuheng Province.

Cao Kun put away the flying boat and walked into the city with Yu Linglong.

Yuheng Province was the largest province within a radius of millions of miles.

Inside the city gates, traffic was heavy and bustling.

The broad bluestone streets were over a hundred feet wide, lined with shops and towering pavilions on both sides.

From time to time, streaks of light flashed across the sky.

The density of Cultivators far exceeded that of Qingzhou.

Moreover, the cultivation levels of the Cultivators on the street were not low either.

With a casual glance, Foundation Establishment practitioners were as common as dogs, and Golden Cores were everywhere.

Even the small captains leading the guards responsible for patrolling the city were basically at the Late Golden Core Stage.

If this were the old Qingzhou, these would be big figures at the level of second-rate Sect Elders, respected by all.

Here, however, they had become common passersby seen everywhere.

“This Yuheng Province is quite lively,” Cao Kun commented casually.

Yu Linglong held Cao Kun's arm, pressing her two full mounds against it.

She pointed at the high tower in the center of the city that pierced the clouds and explained in a tender voice:

“Master, the Central Continent is at the very center of the cultivation world. The route there is full of spatial cracks and astral wind belts.”

“If one relies on a flying boat to fly there, even if flying day and night, it might not be reached in a year or half a year.”

“So, those small peripheral provinces without super teleportation arrays, or Loose Cultivators who want to go to the Central Continent to watch the excitement of the Daoist Inheritance Struggle, must come to wealthy major provinces like Yuheng Province that have large-scale teleportation arrays for a transfer.”

Cao Kun realized.

So this was basically a long-distance bus station.

No wonder there were so many Cultivators in different styles of clothing on the street; they were all here to transfer.

The two of them strolled along the street.

Wherever they passed, Yu Linglong's mature, seductive, and ultimate figure and her devastatingly beautiful Face caused passersby to frequently turn their heads.

Many male Cultivators even stared blankly, nearly crashing into the Spirit Medicine stalls by the roadside.

But deterred by the Killing Intent on Cao Kun, no one dared to come up and strike up a conversation.

Before long, they arrived at the teleportation array square in the center of the city.

The square covered a vast area, and in the center stood a hundred-zhang-high ancient stone platform, covered with complex spatial array patterns.

At this time, thousands of Cultivators waiting for teleportation had gathered around the square, making it very lively.

The two walked to the management desk.

The teleportation array guard in charge of registration was a middle-aged man at the Late Golden Core Stage.

But he put on airs even greater than a Soul Transformation old monster.

“To the Central Continent, two spots, leaving immediately.”

Cao Kun tapped on the stone platform, his tone flat.

The guard didn't even look up as he flipped through the register in his hand, his tone extremely impatient.

“Where are you from? Don't you know the rules?”

“Hehuan Province,” Cao Kun reported the name.

The guard frowned and flipped through the register: “Never heard of it. Is it some backwater place that changed its name?”

He casually threw out a wooden token, which landed on the table.

“The teleportation array is still accumulating Spiritual Qi. Those of you from remote small provinces will all wait for three days.”

“Enter the array according to the number on the wooden token in three days.”

Cao Kun frowned slightly.

Wait for three days?

The efficiency of this cultivation world was truly touching.

However, Cao Kun was in no hurry.

In any case, there was still some time before the Daoist Inheritance Struggle officially began; arriving early or late made no difference.

Instead of wasting time in this square, it would be better to find a high-quality inn in the city.

And while he was at it, he could properly practice the newly mastered Dao techniques with this little fox in his arms who exuded a seductive aura.

This past month, he had been focused solely on suppression, so he had quite a bit of stock saved up.

“Fine, three days then.”

Cao Kun couldn't be bothered to argue with a watchdog; he casually took the wooden token and turned to leave the square with Yu Linglong.

But just as the two of them turned around,

Several Cultivators walked up from ahead and directly blocked their way.

“Oh, I didn't expect to encounter such a top-tier beauty here?”

The leader was a young man dressed in flashy purple-gold brocade robes.

He was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, with an exaggerated expression, and was shaking a folding fan in his hand.

Behind him followed two expressionless old men with deep auras, both at the Early stage of Spirit Severing.

The brocade-robed youth's gaze was fixed intently on Yu Linglong.

It swept from that charming Face all the way down to her chest.

Then it landed on her fair, long legs looming under the sheer gauze skirt.

“Fairy, please stay a moment.”

The brocade-robed youth snapped his folding fan shut with a 'pa' and blocked Yu Linglong's path of his own accord.

He deliberately displayed his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Late Stage.

He completely ignored Cao Kun beside her.

He struck a smile he considered suave and elegant.

“This Young Lord is the Young Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect of Guyuan Province, Zhao Kuo.”

“For a Fairy with such heavenly beauty to be with such a penniless brat, isn't that a waste of God's gifts?”

The square was already crowded with all sorts of people.

As soon as there was a commotion here, the surrounding Cultivators immediately gathered around.

“Hiss... it's people from Guyuan Province.”

Someone in the crowd whispered in discussion.

“That's a wealthy major province ranked in the top fifty, and this Xuantian Sect is a first-rate power in Guyuan Province, with a Peak Void Refining Old Ancestor presiding over it!”

“This Zhao Kuo is a notorious lecher. Now that young man from the small place is in trouble.”

“Bringing such a beauty out without the strength to protect her, isn't that just seeking death?”

Hearing the discussions around him, the look of smugness on Zhao Kuo's Face grew even thicker.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a brocade box from his Storage Ring.

When opened, two High Grade Spirit Treasure Flying Swords emitting an aura of extreme cold lay quietly inside.

“Kid.” Zhao Kuo looked at Cao Kun through his nostrils, his tone condescending.

“These two High Grade Spirit Treasures are enough to buy your life.”

“Take the things and get out of Yuheng Province.”

“The woman beside you is being requisitioned by this Young Lord.”

“I just happen to be lacking a personal maidservant in my room who can serve me day and night, pouring tea and water.”

Zhao Kuo raised his chin and pushed the brocade box forward, never even considering that Cao Kun would refuse.

In his eyes, a Loose Cultivator from a remote small province should kneel and kowtow upon seeing High Grade Spirit Treasures.

The surrounding Cultivators all showed looks of greed as they looked at those two Flying Swords.

But due to the two Soul Transformation protectors behind Zhao Kuo, no one dared to step forward.

Everyone just looked at Cao Kun with sympathy; this deal wasn't a loss, at least it could save his life.

Cao Kun did not take the brocade box but instead turned his head to look at Yu Linglong in his arms.

Yu Linglong understood perfectly.

That hot body of hers squeezed even closer into Cao Kun's embrace.

Her chest rubbed against Cao Kun's arm, her eyes reddened, and her peach-blossom eyes instantly filled with a mist of tears.

“Master~~”

Yu Linglong's voice was drawn out very long, charming to the bone, and carried a bit of grievance.

“This disgusting fellow who looks like a toad says he wants to buy me back as a maidservant.”

“He even called you a penniless brat; isn't that slapping Master's Face? Master, you've lost so much Face~”

“Are you going to take care of me or not~”

As soon as she called him 'Master,' combined with that expression as if she were about to burst into tears...

It directly made the bones of the group of male Cultivators around them go soft.

Zhao Kuo felt an evil fire surge in his lower abdomen, his whole body turning hot with desire.

“Little beauty, don't be afraid! Follow this Young Lord, and I guarantee you'll eat and drink the best every day, and at night, you'll be floating in ecstasy...”

Yu Linglong