180: Chapter 180 Next time I'll wear something shorter, and show it to you alone!

The murderous Aura accumulated from Cao Kun's consecutive days of battle raged within his Meridians, desperately needing an outlet.

Yu Linglong understood him all too well.

Leng Qingyue and the other beauties were all in seclusion within the Demon Suppressing Tower, so the heavy burden naturally fell on her shoulders alone.

But far from having even a hint of complaint, she was secretly delighted.

The taste of having her Master all to herself wasn't something that happened every day.

The two of them soon entered the Realm of Dual Cultivation where soul and body merged.

Yu Linglong pushed the feedback of the Chaos Heavenly Fox Supreme Physique to its limit.

The spirit fox's Origin power flowed continuously into his body.

Everywhere it passed, those restless murderous Auras were completely smoothed over.

Immediately after, the Emperors Law deep within the Purple Mansion was thoroughly activated.

A dark-gold light erupted from his body.

A lifelike phantom of a Five-clawed Golden Dragon condensed behind Cao Kun, exuding a majestic heavenly might.

And behind Yu Linglong, the phantoms of nine snow-white fox tails also manifested, blotting out the sky.

A Dragon and a fox circled in mid-air.

Drawn by the Aura of the Nine-tailed Spirit Fox, the golden Dragon phantom let out a roar.

Their hearts and minds were connected, indistinguishable from one another, intense and passionate.

This Cultivate session caused the spiritual energy foundation within Cao Kun's body to rise continuously.

His Mid-stage Deity Transformation Realm became as solid as a rock, even faintly touching the threshold of the Late Stage.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

The sea of clouds at the border of Tianfeng Province rolled incessantly.

Chu Feng crouched at the door of the Flying Boat's cockpit, holding his head in his hands.

His body shook so much that even his teeth were chattering.

In just half a day, he had already rehearsed a hundred and eight ways to die in his mind.

Suddenly.

The protection Formation on the exterior of the Flying Boat emitted a piercing cracking sound.

"Crack!"

The light screen of the Formation shattered.

Two figures, like gods descending to the world, stepped out from the Void Realm.

That terrifying field of pressure crushed down from the depths of the ten-thousand-mile sea of clouds.

Everywhere it passed, the clouds were forcibly torn open, creating a ten-thousand-mile-long passage.

It's Body Integration Stage powerhouses!

And there were two of them!

The one on the left wore a gray robe, held an ancient longsword, and had a withered face.

The one on the right wore a Taiji Daoist robe, held a whisk, and had white hair and a beard; he looked like he had a sage-like appearance, but a chilling killing intent lurked in his eyes.

They were precisely the Taichu Holy Land Grand Elders, Supreme Elder Xuanchen and 軽く微.

Seeing clearly who had come,

Chu Feng collapsed directly onto the deck and wailed at the top of his lungs.

"Grand Elder!"

"Save me!"

"I am the Taichu Holy Land Inner Sect Disciple Chu Feng!"

At this moment of overwhelming pressure and life-or-death crisis,

Cao Kun finally walked out from the cabin, leisurely holding Yu Linglong's slender waist.

Without the slightest fear of the impending disaster, he looked up at the two aggressive old fogies in the sky and clicked his tongue.

"Linglong, look, this is the foundation of a great power."

"Kill a few young ones, and two old ones show up."

"If we slaughter these old ones today, will they have to dig up the moldy Old Zombies from their ancestral graves to come and fight me to the death?"

Yu Linglong understood perfectly and chimed in coquettishly:

"Master is right. However, these two elderly gentlemen don't look very well. Did they forget to check the almanac before leaving home?"

Supreme Elder Xuanchen's gaze bypassed Chu Feng and locked directly onto Cao Kun.

He spoke coldly, his voice vibrating across the entire sea of clouds under the wrap of spiritual energy.

"So you are the madman who killed seven Core Disciples of my Taichu Holy Land?"

"A mere Mid-stage Deity Transformation, you certainly have some nerve."

"To dare provoke the Holy Lord, today your Divine Soul shall be extinguished!"

On the side, 軽く微 didn't even want to waste words.

He raised the whisk in his hand.

"Swish!"

Thousands of silver strands transformed into thick chains of spiritual energy, strangling directly toward Cao Kun's position!

"Enough talk."

"Capture him and take him back for the Holy Lord to deal with."

Cao Kun let out a cold laugh.

With a flick of his wrist, the chaos divine sword appeared in his palm.

Just as he was prepared to activate the Paradise Desire Realm Domain to resist this strike,

The Void Realm behind the Flying Boat suddenly distorted.

"Rip—"

Space was torn apart by brute force.

A giant prow engraved with dark-gold Dragon patterns squeezed out from the rift.

The massive dragon-patterned flying boat lay across the mid-air.

It happened to block the path between Cao Kun and the two Grand Elders.

軽く微's spiritual energy chains crashed into the defense Formation of the dragon-patterned flying boat, exploding into a burst of blinding firelight, but failed to shake it in the slightest.

Cao Kun raised an eyebrow and put away the chaos divine sword.

Oh, the reinforcements he called for arrived quite punctually.

Standing at the bow of the dragon-patterned flying boat was a woman of peerless elegance.

It was Pei Qinglan.

Today, she wore a dark green waist-cinching long dress.

Her smooth black hair was ruffled by the breeze, resting against her jade-white cheeks.

She had a bit less of the bone-deep seductiveness from the auction house, and a bit more dignity and elegance.

Looking very much like an elder sister who had come to pick up her younger brother and take him home.

Dignified, atmospheric, and full of pressure.

Pei Qinglan stood at the bow, waving to Cao Kun below with a bright and moving smile:

"Young Master Cao, come aboard."

"Her Majesty the Empress is already waiting for you in the Imperial Capital."

Cao Kun squinted his eyes, looking Pei Qinglan up and down from head to toe.

Even across a distance of a thousand zhang, and with deadly enemies lurking nearby,

His gaze was still somewhat presumptuous.

The first thing he said made everyone present fall into silence.

"Fairy Pei, your dress today is quite refreshing and beautiful..."

Cao Kun rubbed his chin, showing a look of extreme regret:

"What a pity, the hem is a bit too long and covers everything up too tightly. It’s a waste of those long, supple, snowy-white legs of yours; I can't see anything."

"Tsk tsk, a failure, truly a failure."

Hearing these bold and scandalous words, Pei Qinglan's smile didn't fade at all.

She tucked a stray hair behind her ear with one hand and followed up on Cao Kun's words.

"If Young Master Cao finds it unsightly,"

"Some other night, I'll change into something shorter and go to your room to show you privately, how about that?"

High up in the sky, in front of two Body Integration Stage powerhouses,

The two of them exchanged words, flirting with each other.

That relaxed and ambiguous atmosphere made it seem as if they weren't being hunted, but were listening to music in a brothel or picking out cabbages at a market!

On the opposite side, the faces of Supreme Elder Xuanchen and 軽く微 completely darkened.

They were dignified Body Integration Stage powerhouses who had come in force to capture someone, only for these two juniors to flirt right in front of them?

Moreover,

This kid... what on earth is in his head?

What time is it, and he's actually critiquing the length of someone's dress?

"Enough!"

軽く微 shouted angrily, his Body Integration Stage pressure surging once again.

"Great Yan Dynasty?!"

"You want to interfere in the affairs of my Taichu Holy Land?!"

"This kid killed so many of our Holy Land's people, even the Saint and Saintess died tragically at his hands."

"Today, he must die!"

Supreme Elder Xuanchen's face became even gloomier.

He stared intently at Pei Qinglan, his Body Integration Stage Sword Intent soaring into the sky, shredding all the surrounding clouds.

"Pei Qinglan, you are merely a Manager of the Treasure Pavilion."

"You cannot represent the Great Yan Dynasty!"

"If you know what's good for you, hand him over."

"This matter has nothing to do with your Treasure Pavilion. Don't go looking for trouble!"

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"Pei Qinglan"