25: Chapter 25 Senior Sister, why are you so alluring today?

Cao Kun and Leng Qingyue walked side by side toward the Affairs Hall on the main peak.

Today was the day the Hehuan Sect distributed cultivation resources, which happened once a month.

Disciples from various peaks were constantly coming and going on the mountain path.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately drew countless gazes.

To be more precise, those gazes were almost entirely glued to Leng Qingyue.

As Elder Yu Linglong's only Personal Disciple and the possessor of a Top-grade Ice Spirit Body,

Leng Qingyue was extremely famous within the inner sect of the Hehuan Sect.

She usually maintained an icy demeanor that kept people a thousand miles away, causing countless admirers to shrink back.

But today's Leng Qingyue made it impossible for anyone to look away.

"Is that Senior Sister Leng? Why does she feel... even more beautiful?"

"Hiss, in the past, she just seemed unattainable, but today, why is she... so alluring?"

An Inner Sect Disciple swallowed hard and lowered his voice.

"It's truly fatal. If I could engage in Dual Cultivation with Senior Sister Leng just once, I'd be willing to lose a hundred years of my Lifespan!"

Everyone deeply agreed.

The Hehuan Sect had an open atmosphere to begin with.

Encountering such a top-grade beauty, who wouldn't be envious?

But soon, their gazes shifted to the man beside Leng Qingyue.

"Who is that pretty boy?"

"How does he dare to walk so close to Senior Sister Leng!"

"Look, their shoulders are almost touching! Senior Sister Leng actually hasn't drawn her sword to hack him?"

"Damn it! I'm so jealous my teeth are about to shatter!"

The crowd's expressions shifted instantly from being stunned by beauty to intense jealousy and hostility.

Feeling the gazes around him that wished they could swallow him alive, Cao Kun was overjoyed.

He tilted his head and glanced at Leng Qingyue beside him.

That exquisite side profile was exceptionally tempting in the morning light.

[Tsk, these youngsters really have a lot of fire in them.]

[If you knew that the goddess in your hearts came to my door of her own accord last night... wouldn't you all explode and die of anger on the spot?]

Outside the gates of the Affairs Hall.

Ye Fan, an Inner Sect Disciple dressed in luxurious silk robes, was sitting beside a stone lion.

His eyes wantonly scanned the female Disciples passing by.

As the biological grandson of the Pill Pavilion Elder Ye Ting, Ye Fan was accustomed to acting overbearingly in the inner sect.

When Leng Qingyue's figure appeared at the edge of the plaza,

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, he snapped his folding fan shut, and immediately went to meet her.

He directly ignored Cao Kun beside her.

In Ye Fan's eyes, Cao Kun was merely a manager looking after a medicinal garden, not even worth a second glance.

"Junior Sister Leng!" Ye Fan wore what he considered a suave smile and blocked their path.

"Are you here to collect your monthly allowance today as well? What a coincidence!"

Ye Fan stared fervently at Leng Qingyue's face, secretly swallowing his saliva.

This woman, after not seeing her for a few days, how has she become so alluring?

"If Junior Sister has no urgent business after collecting your allowance, why not come sit in my Immortal Cave?"

"My grandfather just rewarded me with a Rank Three Profound Cloud Fire Cat. This little thing is quite intelligent and can even do backflips. You will definitely like it, Junior Sister."

Leng Qingyue paused.

A flash of disgust crossed her eyes.

She didn't even bother to respond with a single word, directly bypassing Ye Fan and continuing forward.

Not only that, to completely distance herself from Ye Fan, she even subconsciously leaned half a step closer to Cao Kun.

This scene caused the smile on Ye Fan's face to freeze.

With his folding fan held in mid-air, he didn't know whether to retract it or put it down.

Several Outer Sect Disciples who were watching the commotion couldn't help but let out a low chuckle.

Ye Fan glared at the Disciples who were laughing.

The Disciples were so frightened they immediately fell silent and hurried away with their heads down.

Looking at the backs of Leng Qingyue and Cao Kun as they walked into the gate side by side,

He cursed madly in his heart.

[What are you acting so pure for! You've joined the Hehuan Sect yet you're still putting up a front of virtue!]

[Isn't it just because you have that woman Yu Linglong's favor!]

[Once I find a chance to cripple this pretty boy today, sooner or later I'll find an opportunity to properly teach you what the rules of the Hehuan Sect are on a bed!]

Inside the main hall of the Affairs Hall, it was spacious and bright.

Long queues had formed in front of each window.

Leng Qingyue walked straight to the independent window labeled "Personal Disciples."

The Deacon Disciple responsible for distributing resources immediately switched to a flattering smile upon seeing it was Leng Qingyue.

"Senior Sister Leng, you've arrived! These are your Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills for this month, everything is ready!"

The Deacon Disciple handed over a heavy Storage Pouch with both hands.

Leng Qingyue took the Storage Pouch and gave a cold nod.

Afterward, she did not walk toward the door to leave.

Instead, she turned around, walked to the open space in the center of the hall, and stood there quietly.

This action immediately caused a stir in the hall.

The high and mighty icy Personal Disciple, Senior Sister Leng, was actually waiting for someone?

Who was she waiting for?!

Countless gazes fell collectively in the direction Leng Qingyue was looking.

Enduring the murderous glares of hundreds of people, Cao Kun slowly walked to the collection point for ordinary Disciples.

The queue here was the longest and the most chaotic.

The Deacon Disciple responsible for registration and verification was looking down, quickly flipping through a thick register on the desk.

His attitude was extremely perfunctory and impatient.

"Name! Identity Plaque!" The Deacon Disciple didn't even look up, directly extending a hand.

Cao Kun flicked his wrist.

He took out an old wooden plaque engraved with the two characters "Cao Kun" from his Storage Ring.

He casually tossed it onto the counter.

There was a soft "clack."

The Deacon Disciple grabbed the plaque.

He glanced at the name on it.

"Outer Sect, Cao Kun?"

The Deacon Disciple's movements suddenly paused.

The name Cao Kun was quite famous in the Hehuan Sect's outer sect.

Who didn't know that Elder Yu had been blind back then and took in a ninety-plus-year-old geezer with terrible talent?

Furthermore, it was said a while ago that he was already on the verge of dying from old age.

Frowning, the Deacon Disciple looked up at the person outside the counter.

What met his eyes was a young face with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and extremely vigorous Qi and blood.

This appearance and this vitality clearly belonged to a young Cultivator in his early twenties, brimming with vigor!

The Deacon Disciple was stunned.

He looked down at the plaque in his hand.

Then he looked up again at Cao Kun in front of him.

He compared them back and forth three times.

"Bang!"

The Deacon Disciple slapped the table and stood up abruptly.

"Who are you?!"

"This plaque belongs to the Outer Sect Disciple Cao Kun! That Cao Kun is a hundred-year-old man with one foot in the grave and little Lifespan left; who in the entire Hehuan Sect doesn't know this?!"

"You thief, how dare you take Old Cao's plaque and come to the Affairs Hall to impersonate a fellow Disciple to swindle the monthly allowance?!"

"Simply audacious!"

This roar utilized spiritual power.

It spread directly through the entire Affairs Hall.

The crowd, which was already paying attention because of Leng Qingyue, now completely boiled over.

"Impersonating a fellow Disciple? That's a capital offense!"

"I was wondering why this pretty boy looked so unfamiliar! Who hasn't seen that dying old waste Cao Kun? His teeth are almost all gone; how could he possibly look like this?"

"He's definitely an impostor! This rejuvenation is too ridiculous!"

"Could he be a spy who snuck in from outside? Or an evil Cultivator who knows Possession techniques?"

The crowd whispered among themselves.

The gazes they directed at Cao Kun were full of hostility.

Many Inner Sect Disciples had even secretly gripped their Magic Treasures.

Standing not far away, Leng Qingyue's expression changed, and she was about to step forward to clear up the situation for Cao Kun.

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the hall.

"What gall!"

Ye Fan had squeezed into the hall at some unknown point.

He strode to the counter and pointed at Cao Kun.

"Fellow Disciples! I have seen Senior Brother Cao Kun with my own eyes!"

"That old man's lamp was already running out of oil, and his Foundation was completely destroyed! It is absolutely impossible for him to rejuvenate to such an extent!"

"This person appearing here with Cao Kun's plaque... there is only one truth!"

Ye Fan spoke with righteous indignation, directly pinning a massive accusation on him.

"You must have intercepted and killed the real Cao Kun on the way! You stole his plaque and intended to infiltrate our Hehuan Sect with ill intent!"

"In fact, you are very likely a spy sent by those other so-called righteous sects to go undercover!"

Ye Fan's words were highly inflammatory.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was instantly pushed to its peak.

The crowd was incensed.

"Killing a fellow Disciple and stealing his plaque? Execute this thief!"

"Kill him!"

Seeing the reaction of the surrounding Disciples, Ye Fan was ecstatic.

[Kid, you dare to snatch the woman I've set my sights on. Today, I'll make sure you die without a whole corpse!]

Ye Fan turned to the several Deacon Disciples at the entrance and gave a loud command.

"What are you still standing there for!"

"Immediately notify the Law Enforcement Hall! Take down this murderous impostor on the spot!"

"Throw him into the dungeon! Extract his soul and refine his spirit! Torture him to find out who his mastermind is!"