207: Chapter 207 Master Cao's cultivation life is too rich!

Leng Qingyue buried her face in Cao Kun's neck, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a thick sense of grievance and playfulness.

"Husband is biased, leaving Qingyue here alone for so long without coming to see me. Every day, besides cultivating, Qingyue only thinks of you."

Cao Kun took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her smooth, slender waist.

Feeling that amazing smoothness and elasticity, he smiled and comforted her, "What are you overthinking?"

"Your husband has been busy with a thousand things outside. Didn't I come to see our little baby Qingyue the moment I had some free time?"

Holding Leng Qingyue, he walked to a flat green stone by the shore and sat down.

He had the little girl straddle his lap.

He began to help her wipe away the water droplets on her body.

"Besides, your husband came this time specifically to bring you a gift."

Leng Qingyue looked up, a hint of curiosity flashing in her cold eyes.

"What gift?"

Cao Kun flipped his wrist.

A light flashed.

A thin, translucent, and ethereal gown, along with a crystal jade emitting an astonishing chill, appeared in his hand.

It was exactly the ice silkworm silk sword immortal dress obtained from the blind box earlier.

And the ice soul immortal jade bought at the Treasure Pavilion auction.

"Take a look, do you like it?"

Leng Qingyue's gaze was immediately drawn to that piece of ice soul immortal jade.

Being a Top-grade Ice Spirit Body herself, she had a natural resonance with such extreme ice-attribute Heaven And Earth Treasures.

The pure chill emanating from the immortal jade even caused the spiritual energy in her body to resonate.

Looking at these two rare treasures tailored specifically for her.

Leng Qingyue was moved to tears.

"Husband is so good..."

She proactively leaned forward and planted a heavy kiss on Cao Kun's lips.

After the kiss, Leng Qingyue still refused to let go.

She pressed her burning cheek against Cao Kun's ear and murmured softly:

"Husband... Qingyue has cultivated hard in the tower for a hundred years and just achieved a Breakthrough to the Early stage of Spirit Severing, but I feel my Foundation is still a bit unstable."

"Husband's cultivation is profound, could you... personally guide Qingyue in the Dao of the sword?"

Hearing this clumsy excuse, Cao Kun's mind wavered.

This little girl was clearly just craving his body.

"Guiding you in the Dao of the sword, is it?"

With a sweep of his large hand, he directly picked up Leng Qingyue's light and soft body in a princess carry.

"Since my lady is so eager to learn, then your husband will naturally teach you everything I have."

"I wonder if my lady wants to learn the combination of hardness and softness, or the perfect union?"

Leng Qingyue buried her face in Cao Kun's chest, too shy to even lift her head.

"It... it's all up to husband..."

"Ah!"

Leng Qingyue let out a delicate cry, feeling the world spin around her.

Immediately after, she was submerged in passionate kisses!

Inside the valley.

The water mist gathered once again.

Concealing the enchanting spring scene.

...

In the blink of an eye, three days passed like a flash of white liquid.

Inside the secluded valley on the first floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower, water vapor rose, and white mist swirled.

Faint traces of sharp Sword Intent that had yet to dissipate still lingered.

Over these three days, Cao Kun and Leng Qingyue were practically inseparable.

The two were completely immersed in their comprehension of sword techniques, unable to pull themselves away, never tiring of the repeated practice.

Every time Cao Kun swung his sword, Chaos Qi would flow through the Meridians into her body.

It not only helped her completely stabilize her Early stage of Spirit Severing Realm but also allowed her comprehension of the Dao of the sword to advance by leaps and bounds.

At this moment.

Leng Qingyue leaned softly in Cao Kun's arms.

Her long black hair fell casually over her snow-white shoulders, with crystal water droplets still hanging from the tips.

Her cheeks, which were originally as cold as snow, were now tinged with an indelible layer of charming blush.

Those cold eyes now held only a watery tenderness and attachment.

"Husband..."

Leng Qingyue reached out her slender finger and lightly rested it on Cao Kun's firm chest.

She bit her rosy lower lip, her voice delicate and dripping with sweetness.

"Is it... really okay for us to be so... unrestrained?"

Cao Kun looked down at the submissive little kitten in his arms, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"What's wrong with it?"

He answered shamelessly and with perfect confidence.

"Dual Cultivation is inherently following the Heavenly Dao. Look, after these three days, isn't your comprehension of sword techniques much clearer?"

Leng Qingyue nodded obediently.

She could clearly feel that the ice-attribute spiritual energy in her body was more than twice as pure as before, and her sword heart was crystal clear.

Cao Kun leaned comfortably against the green stone behind him, feeling the spiritual energy surging within his body.

"That's right. Not just you, your husband has also benefited greatly during these three days."

With the feedback from these three days, combined with his previously accumulated Foundation.

The Chaos vortex inside his Dantian had already expanded to its limit, faintly touching that invisible barrier.

He was only one opportunity away from breaking through to the Void Refinement Stage.

Thinking of this, Cao Kun's eyes darted around, his gaze falling on the garment emitting a faint flow of light on the shore.

He reached out and snatched the ice silkworm silk sword immortal dress he had obtained from the blind box.

"Lady."

Cao Kun handed the Sword Immortal Gown to Leng Qingyue.

"This Sword Immortal Gown is woven from ancient ice silkworm silk. Wearing it can significantly increase your comprehension of the Dao of the sword."

"Strike while the iron is hot. Why don't you put it on and try it?"

Leng Qingyue looked at the thin and translucent gown, blushing as she gave a soft "Mm."

Even though the two had shared countless moments of intimacy and were as familiar with each other as could be.

Under Cao Kun's burning gaze, she was still incredibly shy.

She straightened up from Cao Kun's embrace.

Water droplets slid down her smooth back.

Leng Qingyue reached out her jade-like hand, took the Sword Immortal Gown, and gently draped it over herself.

A marvelous scene occurred.

As if it possessed a spirit of its own, the moment the Sword Immortal Gown touched her body, it automatically contracted, perfectly fitting her graceful and exquisite curves.

The ice silkworm silk carried a radiant Immortal Qi.

The snow-white hem of the skirt spread out across the water's surface.

Enhancing Leng Qingyue's already cold and Fairy-like temperament, making her appear even more ethereal and refined.

She turned slightly.

That ascetic and otherworldly iceberg face, paired with this ethereal yet extremely form-fitting gown.

Along with the purple gold bell on her ankle that swayed slightly with her movements.

A sacred and inviolable Fairy.

Combined with a coquettishness that seemed to resist yet welcome.

Two completely different qualities fused perfectly in Leng Qingyue.

This extreme sense of contrast was dancing wildly right in the middle of Cao Kun's aesthetic preferences!

Cao Kun only felt a heat at the tip of his nose.

His blood surged.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Having such good vision with the Double Pupils is sometimes a burden too.

Leng Qingyue keenly captured the sticky heat in Cao Kun's eyes.

Beneath her cold exterior, a hint of sweetness secretly welled up in her heart.

There was no need for Cao Kun to say anything.

Leng Qingyue proactively opened her arms and threw herself into Cao Kun's embrace once again.

"Husband... Qingyue still wants to practice the sword..."

Two more days passed.

Cao Kun was finally satisfied.

He stood by the shore, watching Leng Qingyue, who was still calming her breath in the spring water.

"Qingyue, the Ancient God Ruins are about to open. Your husband has serious business to attend to outside and can't delay any longer."

"Stay here and stabilize your cultivation. I'll come to see you once I'm finished."

Although her eyes were full of reluctance, she had always been sensible and would never hold Cao Kun back at a time like this.

She nodded obediently: "Husband's business is important. Qingyue will wait for husband to return."

Cao Kun smiled and pinched her cheek, then stepped forward, his figure vanishing from the spot.

Just as he left.

A ripple stirred in the water mist.

Yu Linglong, dressed in a purple gown, walked out from the shadows, swaying her plump water-snake waist.

Seeing Leng Qingyue's love-struck appearance, with satisfaction written all over her face, she rolled her eyes in disdain.

"Oh my, my dear disciple, you've certainly been living a comfortable life."

"And that little voice of yours~"

Yu Linglong walked to the shore, her tone sour.

Seeing it was her Revered Master, Leng Qingyue's cheeks flushed, and she quickly pulled her Sword Immortal Gown tighter around her.

"Revered Master, why are you here?"

Liu Rumeng