19: Chapter 19 If you have a problem, come at me... Qingyue is innocent!

It was over!

The image and dignity she had painstakingly built over three hundred years... at this moment, was about to completely collapse!

Once this matter got out.

She, Yu Linglong, would no longer be the high and mighty Elder of the Hehuan Sect.

Instead, she would become the laughingstock of the entire Qingzhou cultivation world!

“Qingyue, things... aren't what you think, Revered Master...”

However, this panicked and hesitant appearance, in Leng Qingyue's eyes.

Became ironclad proof that her Revered Master was unwilling to let her shoulder the psychological burden and preferred to bear all the pain herself!

Revered Master, she really... she really did it for me!

She was afraid my Dao Heart would be unstable after knowing the truth, so even now, she still wants to hide it for me!

What great kindness! What selfless sacrifice!

“Revered Master!”

“Manager Cao... he is the Pure Yang Treasure you promised to find for me back then, right!”

Huh?

Pure... Pure Yang Treasure?

Yu Linglong, who was on the verge of collapse, was completely stunned when she heard those five words.

Her brain stalled for a full three breaths before she realized that Leng Qingyue was talking about this?

She wasn't talking about that Rebellious Disciple! Not about that small ball! And certainly not about the humiliation in the back mountain pavilion!

In an instant.

The huge contrast of rising straight from Hell to heaven caused Yu Linglong's extremely tense nerves to suddenly relax.

Thank goodness... thank goodness...

After the sense of immense relief, came a ridiculous feeling that was both funny and sad.

She looked at the Disciple in front of her, whose face was full of emotion.

Then she thought of that Rebellious Disciple's shameless actions.

And the roller coaster of emotions she had just experienced, like a life-or-death race.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

But as a powerhouse at the Late Golden Core Stage, she could still handle this situation.

Within a single breath, Yu Linglong's expression perfectly switched from terror to blankness, and then to relief and doting.

“Sigh...”

“Qingyue, since you've guessed it, then Revered Master... will no longer hide it from you.”

“That's right, Revered Master letting Cao Kun manage the Medicine Garden was indeed... for you.”

“His Blazing Sun Spiritual Root is the only antidote to resolve the cold poison in your body.”

“Revered Master originally wanted to wait until his cultivation was higher and his Foundation was stable before finding a suitable time to tell you. I didn't expect you to see through it early, child.”

Having received her Revered Master's personal admission, Leng Qingyue no longer had any doubts!

All her previous guesses and all her mental gymnastics were confirmed at this moment!

“Revered Master!”

Leng Qingyue could no longer control her emotions, threw herself into Yu Linglong's arms, and burst into tears.

“It's your Disciple's fault! It's your Disciple's stupidity! I misunderstood your painstaking efforts! I... I deserve to die!”

Yu Linglong gently patted her back.

“Silly child, how could Revered Master blame you?”

Yu Linglong comforted her softly, playing the role to perfection.

After crying for a long time, Leng Qingyue finally calmed down.

She pulled away from Yu Linglong's embrace.

She kowtowed heavily to Yu Linglong.

“Revered Master's great kindness, Qingyue can never repay!”

“Please rest assured, Revered Master! From now on, your Disciple will never let you bear this burden alone again!”

“Your Disciple... will definitely interact more with Manager Cao from now on! I will eradicate the cold poison as soon as possible and never fail Revered Master's cultivation and sacrifice!”

Interact more?

Do you even know what that interaction means?

But things had come to this, and she could only go with the flow, bringing the final act of this play to a perfect conclusion.

“Good child, as long as you understand Revered Master's painstaking efforts, Revered Master will be satisfied.”

Yu Linglong stepped forward and helped Leng Qingyue up again.

“Go on, go back and adjust your state of mind. Don't let your excitement affect your cultivation.”

“Yes, Revered Master!”

Leng Qingyue nodded heavily, filled with infinite respect for her Revered Master and infinite hope for the future, then turned and took her leave.

Watching her back disappear outside the hall, Yu Linglong finally slumped onto her throne.

Finally... she managed to fool her.

However, just at this moment.

“Clap—clap—clap—”

A burst of crisp applause suddenly rang out from the entrance of the Main Hall.

At the hall door, a slender figure leaned against the doorframe, clapping for her with great interest.

“Wonderful, truly wonderful.”

While clapping, Cao Kun stepped into the Main Hall, clicking his tongue in wonder.

“Lord Revered Master, the script you wrote is truly full of ups and downs, truly moving.”

“Especially that last part, I almost shed tears listening to it from outside.”

Yu Linglong's pupils suddenly constricted, and she screamed: “You... when did you get here!”

“Hmm...” Cao Kun touched his chin, putting on a look of serious thought, “Probably... right when Junior Sister said through her tears that she wanted to interact with me more.”

He walked to the throne, circled Yu Linglong once, his gaze unashamedly wandering over her curvaceous and plump figure.

“Revered Master, your ability to lie is simply more profound than your cultivation.”

“Your face doesn't turn red, your heart doesn't skip a beat, and even the emotions in your eyes are handled just right.”

“It's truly a waste of talent not to be an actress in the Mortal World.”

After saying that, Cao Kun actually sat on the armrest of the throne and lay down.

He ignored everyone else and rested his head on Yu Linglong's warm and soft thighs.

“Mmm... as expected, it's most comfortable to rest here.”

His warm breath blew through the thin dress and onto her legs, making Yu Linglong's delicate body tremble slightly.

“Cao Kun... you... get away from me!”

Yu Linglong used both hands, trying to push Cao Kun's head away.

“This is the Main Hall! Someone... someone could come in at any time!”

“Oh?”

Cao Kun was completely unafraid. He reached out and grabbed one of Yu Linglong's struggling jade-like hands, bringing it to his lips and kissing it lightly.

“What are you afraid of?”

“In this Lianxiang Peak Main Hall, besides your precious Disciple who was just fooled into a stupor, who else would dare to barge in without announcement?”

He tilted his head slightly, his nose pressing against Yu Linglong's flat and tight lower abdomen.

“Revered Master, Junior Sister just said she wanted to interact more with me.”

“Tell me... if she goes to the Medicine Garden to find me later, what position would be best for our interaction?”

“You... you can't do that to her!”

These words touched Yu Linglong's final bottom line.

She could endure being humiliated herself, but she could not accept her most beloved Disciple falling into his clutches as well.

“Cao Kun! I'm warning you! If you have a problem, come at me... Qingyue is innocent, she's still just a child!”

“Oh?”

“I couldn't tell, Revered Master is actually a protective mother hen.”

Hearing this, Cao Kun straightened up, his eyes looking at Yu Linglong's beautiful, tear-stained face with interest.

“Fine.”

He nodded, his smile becoming even more brilliant.

“Since Revered Master cares for her so much, then... it will depend on Revered Master's performance today.”

“Revered Master, that song I taught you yesterday...”

“How is the practice going?”

Yu Linglong'seyes dimmed, and she responded hesitantly: “I... I haven't...”

“Haven't practiced it well yet?”

Cao Kun shook his head in disappointment, his tone full of regret.

“It seems Revered Master's learning attitude is very improper.”

“Since that's the case...”

His gaze slowly moved down, finally stopping on Yu Linglong's alluring red lips.

“Then your Disciple will have to personally supervise Revered Master's practice right here on this throne.”

“Until... you can recite it backwards fluently.”

Yu Linglong