208: Chapter 208 Cao Kun: What's going on? Why do I feel a chill in my kidneys?

"Why have I come?"

Yu Linglong sneered, sitting directly on the bluestone with her long jade-like legs crossed.

"If I hadn't come, we sisters who are cultivating hard in the tower might not even see Revered Master's face anymore!"

Leng Qingyue's delicate brows furrowed, a trace of confusion flashing in her cold eyes.

"What do you mean by that, Revered Master?"

Yu Linglong curled her lips and poked Leng Qingyue's forehead with her finger.

"Are you still being silly and happy here? Don't you know the sky is about to fall outside!"

She leaned in close to Leng Qingyue and began to fan the flames manically.

"Revered Master has provoked a few more incredible vixens outside!"

She spilled everything that happened in the Great Yan Imperial City, adding plenty of fuel to the fire.

"That woman from the Treasure Pavilion named Pei Qinglan, relying on her long legs and big chest, swings around in front of Revered Master every day in a short skirt that barely reaches the base of her thighs!"

"That flirtatious air of hers can be smelled from ten miles away!"

"And that Empress of Great Yan, Empress Yue Chan! High and mighty, acting all like a Saintess. But in reality?"

"She just uses the excuse of discussing official business to call Revered Master away for some private time!"

Yu Linglong grew angrier as she spoke, her fox tail flicking irritably behind her.

"The women outside are more shameless than the last, and their methods are more cunning than the last."

"If we keep waiting foolishly in the tower like this until Revered Master is completely enchanted by them, where will there be a place for us?"

Although Leng Qingyue was a cold 'love-brain' who was obedient to Cao Kun in every way.

But being a love-brain didn't mean she had no temper.

Especially when it came to protecting her territory, a woman's intuition and combat power were innate.

Upon hearing that women outside were trying to steal Cao Kun's favor, the little 'green tea' instinct and palace intrigue awareness hidden in Leng Qingyue's bones were instantly awakened.

She stood up from the spring water, letting the cold droplets slide down her Sword Immortal Dress.

Her eyes, which were originally as soft as water, were now as cold as frost.

"Those vixens are too shameless!"

Leng Qingyue huffily grabbed Yu Linglong's hand, her tone urgent.

"Revered Master, what should we do now? We absolutely cannot let them steal Husband away!"

Yu Linglong was waiting for those exact words.

She stood up, held Leng Qingyue's hand, and looked solemn.

"With foreign enemies before us, we must unite!"

"Put aside past prejudices, form a united front, and face the outside world together!"

Leng Qingyue nodded vigorously: "Okay! I'll listen to Revered Master!"

Half an hour later.

The first floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower.

An unprecedented harem roundtable meeting officially began.

Yu Linglong's efficiency was extremely high.

She didn't just summon old acquaintances like Liu Rumeng, Meng Yudie, Nangong Wan, and Qin Canglan.

She even invited Yun Xiyue, who had always maintained her poise, and the proud Luo Qingcheng.

Eight world-toppling beauties of various charms sat around the white jade roundtable.

"Sisters."

As the initiator, Yu Linglong naturally stood at the head of the table, her tone sorrowful as she gave a passionate speech.

"I called everyone here today for our common crisis!"

"Those gaudy sluts outside have no sense of honor! They are using all sorts of despicable means in an attempt to monopolize Revered Master's favor!"

"If we continue to fight our own battles in the tower, we will eventually be picked off one by one and cast into the cold palace!"

Hearing this news, the women reacted differently.

Meng Yudie fanned herself with a circular fan, half-covering her face of Natural Charm Bone.

She gave a sarcastic sneer.

"Oh my, the women outside really have no manners. They don't even understand the concept of 'first come, first served'."

"But then again, they are getting older, so they have to hurry and throw themselves at him."

Liu Rumeng, sitting next to her, wasn't so subtle; she slammed the table and stood up.

"Revered Master is right! Do they really think we sisters are made of clay?"

Qin Canglan, sitting opposite, rubbed her aching temples, her mature and charming face full of helplessness.

"This man's romantic debts are truly lethal."

"The Empress of Great Yan, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion... not a single one he provoked is easy to deal with."

As the former Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, she knew all too well how difficult this situation was to control.

That fellow Cao Kun was simply a walking disaster.

The always aloof and proud Yun Xiyue snorted and turned her head away.

"We Cultivators should focus on the Great Dao. Squabbling over jealousy—what kind of behavior is that?"

Though she said that...

But her slightly clenched sleeves betrayed the tension in her heart.

Luo Qingcheng slapped the table.

She raised her chin proudly, acting overbearing.

"This Saintess will never allow the women of the Central Continent to ride over our heads!"

"So what if she's the Empress of Great Yan? If I'm really pushed, this Saintess will fight her to the death!"

Nangong Wan, sitting in the corner, had been quiet all along.

Her skin was fair, and her figure was plump.

At this moment, her main soul was in control of her body, making her appear gentle and mature.

Seeing everyone's indignation, she hesitated to speak.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been sufficiently built up...

Yu Linglong pressed her hands down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Since no one wants to be outdone by the vixens outside, I'll be blunt."

"My proposal is."

"From now on, whenever Revered Master enters the tower, we must never let him leave easily!"

As soon as these words were spoken...

Everyone pricked up their ears.

"We sisters must ensure that after he leaves the tower, he is willing but unable!"

Hearing such bold and shocking words.

Nangong Wan's main soul instantly flushed red.

She twisted the corner of her clothes with her hands, her gentle eyes full of worry as she whispered a mutter.

"This... this isn't good, is it?"

"Husband's body is so strong... can we really do it?"

This sentence.

Was like a spark thrown directly into a powder keg.

It ignited every woman's competitive spirit to its peak.

"Why not!"

Liu Rumeng was the first to bristle.

Her red gauze dress fluttered in the wind as she stood with her hands on her hips, her fiery temper fully revealed.

"Wan'er, you're boosting others' morale while undermining our own!"

"There are eight of us here!"

Liu Rumeng grew more excited as she spoke, a raging Battle Intent igniting in her eyes.

"Not only must we make him willing but unable!"

"We also have to take turns finding excuses to go out and keep him under close surveillance!"

"We absolutely cannot leave even the slightest opening for those women outside!"

This plan was simple and crude, yet it struck right at the heart of the matter.

Luo Qingcheng nodded in agreement: "This is a good idea. This Saintess will be the first to go out and monitor him!"

Leng Qingyue was not to be outdone: "I am Husband's Junior Sister, so it's only right that I go first!"

Meng Yudie fanned herself and chuckled: "When it comes to serving people, it has to be our Baihua Peak."

"You younger sisters are too thin-skinned; it's better to let this elder sister scout the way first."

Seeing that the Anti-Outsider Alliance was about to have an internal strife over the shift schedule before even leaving the tower...

Yu Linglong quickly knocked on the table.

"The candidates to go out will be decided by drawing lots!"

"As for while in the tower..."

The eight women looked at each other, each making their own calculations in their hearts.

In the end, everyone nodded together.

Even Yun Xiyue, who had just said they should focus on the Great Dao, uncharacteristically didn't object and silently agreed to this crazy plan.

At this point.

The Eight-Woman Alliance was officially established.

A 'hard control' plan targeting Cao Kun began to unfold within the Demon Suppressing Tower.

...

At this time.

Great Yan Imperial City, Yunlan Villa.

Cao Kun, who had just stepped out of the Void Realm, hadn't even found his footing yet.

"Achoo!"

He suddenly sneezed without any warning.

Cao Kun rubbed his nose.

"That's strange."

"I'm about to break through to the Void Refinement Stage. How can I still be sneezing?"

"Could it be that Bi Yuntao and those old bastards from the Taichu Holy Land are secretly cursing me behind my back?"

"Damn it, I'll slaughter all those old geezers sooner or later."

Cao Kun shook his head grumpily, completely unaware that the real fatal crisis wasn't at the Taichu Holy Land at all.

But rather, it was inside the Demon Suppressing Tower he carried with him.

The upcoming journey to the Ancient God Ruins...

Was destined not to be boring.

Luo Qingcheng