31: Chapter 31 That "Oh Ho Ho" song is a secret only we know.

The wrathful strike of an Early Golden Core Stage cultivator was no small matter.

"Little bastard, die for this old man!"

Ye Ting's eyes were nearly splitting from rage; he held nothing back in this palm strike.

His grandson being crippled was equivalent to severing the roots of the Ye family, and it was a massive public slap to the face of the Pill Pavilion!

The Disciples below the stage were forced back repeatedly by the sheer pressure.

"Elder Ye made a move!"

"Cao Kun is finished. Even if he broke through to the Late Stage Foundation Establishment, there's no way he can block a strike from a Golden Core Elder."

"That's just fate. So what if he's a Genius? A Genius who hasn't grown up is ultimately just a handful of yellow earth."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed. In the face of absolute power, the miracle Cao Kun had just created seemed about to come to an end.

Cao Kun stood in the center of the arena.

He looked up at the massive fiery palm descending rapidly, his pupils constricting slightly.

[Tsk, this old fogey really doesn't care about his face at all.]

[Good thing I prepared a Substitute Paper Man before coming, but... wasting a System item for nothing really hurts my heart.]

Cao Kun's right hand had already touched the yellow paper inside his robes.

But he didn't move.

He was gambling.

Gambling that Yu Linglong would never dare to watch him die here.

After all, the lifelines of both were now tied to the same rope.

"Ye Ting, do you take me for non-existent?"

Without any warning.

The sky, which had been reddened by the flames, suddenly flickered with a layer of eerie purple light.

Immediately after, a massive lotus of purple spiritual energy bloomed out of thin air above Cao Kun's head.

Boom!

The giant hand of fire slammed violently into the purple lotus.

The earth-shattering explosion one might expect did not occur.

The moment the giant fiery hand touched the purple lotus, it was actually rapidly devoured.

In less than three breaths of time.

The fire light filling the sky vanished.

Only that seductive purple lotus remained, slowly rotating in mid-air.

Pfft—!

With his technique forcibly broken, Ye Ting in the distance felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed out wildly.

His body swayed as he looked toward that patch of the Void Realm in terror.

The Void Realm rippled like water.

A jade-like foot wearing an exquisite purple-gold cloud shoe stepped out first.

Then, that figure who haunted the dreams of every man in the Sect and inspired awe in countless others slowly manifested.

Yu Linglong.

She stood suspended in the air, her long purple hair dancing wildly in the wind.

The terrifying pressure belonging to the Late Golden Core Stage poured down, instantly enveloping the entire Martial Arts Arena.

Hiss—! It's Elder Yu!"

"She actually showed up in person! For the sake of one Cao Kun, she didn't hesitate to directly clash with a Pill Pavilion Elder?"

"I heard Elder Yu has a perverse personality and rarely protects her own. It seems the rumors were wrong..."

The Disciples discussed fervently, yet none dared to look up directly at the high-and-mighty queen.

On the viewing platform, Wang Zhenshan's heart sank.

He had indeed intentionally been a beat too slow just now.

He had originally thought that as long as Ye Ting's palm landed and Cao Kun was reduced to ashes, he could gloss over the rest by saying it was a "sudden incident."

But he never expected Yu Linglong to arrive so quickly.

And... her aura was even stronger than before!

"Elder Yu, please calm your anger!"

Wang Zhenshan braced himself and stood up, cupping his hands in a respectful bow toward the air.

"Elder Ye only acted foolishly because he saw his grandson severely injured and was momentarily overcome with grief and rage. Please, Elder Yu, for the sake of our fellowship..."

"Momentarily foolish?"

Yu Linglong sneered, her peach-blossom eyes now filled with murderous intent.

"When Ye Ting struck just now, you were less than ten zhang from the arena."

"With your Golden Core Stage cultivation, blocking that palm would have been nothing more than a wave of your hand."

"But what I saw was you sitting as steady as Mount Tai, without even your teacup trembling."

"Wang Zhenshan, if those eyes of yours are blind, I don't mind helping you gouge them out!"

Cold sweat poured down Wang Zhenshan's forehead like rain.

He opened his mouth, still trying to make excuses: "It was sudden. I was just sensing the Formation fluctuations and truly couldn't in the first moment..."

Slap!

A crisp and loud slap.

It echoed through the entire deathly silent Martial Arts Arena.

A dignified Law Enforcement Hall Elder was actually sent flying by this single slap, heavily crashing through the railing of the viewing platform.

Wang Zhenshan clutched his face, which had instantly swollen like a pig's head, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Yu Linglong! You dare hit me?!"

"Hit you?"

Yu Linglong tidied the hair by her ear, her tone contemptuous to the extreme.

"Starting tomorrow, I will personally report to the Sect Master."

"Since you, as a Law Enforcement Elder, can't even uphold the most basic rules of the Life-and-Death Platform, then get lost to the Cold Crow Cave to reflect."

"We'll find someone else who can actually breathe to sit in this position."

Domineering!

The Disciples watching felt their throats go dry.

Is this the prestige of the Late Golden Core Stage?

She slaps you when she says she'll slap you, and she strips you of your rank when she says she'll strip you of your rank!

After dealing with Wang Zhenshan, Yu Linglong turned her head and looked coldly at Ye Ting.

Ye Ting's face was pale as he supported the already unconscious Ye Fan, shouting with false bravado:

"Yu Linglong! Your Disciple is cruel and heartless, crippling my grandson's Dantian. How are we going to settle this debt!"

"How to settle it?"

Just as Yu Linglong was about to speak, she suddenly felt a gust of wind pass behind her.

And then.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes.

Cao Kun, who had just been like a god of slaughter descending to earth on the arena.

Now looked like a completely different person.

His footsteps faltered, his face turned deathly pale, and even his lips were trembling slightly.

Pfft—!

Cao Kun forced out a mouthful of congested blood and slumped over limply.

His direction was precise.

His target was clear.

He dove headfirst into Yu Linglong's voluptuous and fragrant embrace.

His head even took the opportunity to rub twice against a certain soft spot.

"Revered Master—!"

"Waaaah... your Disciple was so scared!"

Cao Kun let out a heart-wrenching wail, his voice filled with intense lingering fear and grievance.

"That old man just now was so scary! That big fire hand almost turned your Disciple into ashes!"

"Your Disciple is still just a child. I was just having a proper life-and-death match; how could he try to kill me?"

"I was scared to death..."

"Revered Master, if you had come half a second later, your Disciple would never have been able to hear that song you sang again!"

That last sentence.

Cao Kun whispered it right against Yu Linglong's earlobe, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Yu Linglong's spine stiffened, and her toes inside her purple-gold cloud shoes curled slightly.

The sense of shame was overwhelming.

[Rebellious Disciple!]

[You bastard! In front of the entire Sect, you... you actually dare to take such liberties with me!]

She really wanted to slap this little pervert, who was seizing the chance to grope her, right into the ground.

But.

Looking at the countless wide-eyed Disciples below.

Yu Linglong forced herself to endure it.

She reached out and gently patted the back of Cao Kun's head.

Her tone, cold yet carrying a hint of tenderness, made the hearts of the Disciples below shatter.

"Good boy, don't cry. With Revered Master here, no one can harm you."

Cao Kun remained buried in her embrace, sobbing:

"Revered Master, your Disciple has suffered severe shock. I'm afraid I won't recover for eight or ten years."

"This doesn't just affect my cultivation; it also seriously affects the way I'll show filial piety to you in the future..."

"That old man didn't just want to kill me; he also wanted to steal my Storage Pouch. He must have been eyeing the little bit of private money I saved up to buy a gift for Revered Master!"

The Martial Arts Arena was silent.

The Disciples who had thought Cao Kun was a ruthless man just moments ago now had faces full of blankness.

This... this is the legendary 'being favored'?

This is the man who could make the icy Senior Sister confess her love in public?

This is clearly a Revered Master of manipulation!

Yet, his weak appearance, combined with the still-smoking arena, actually made many female Disciples feel that he was quite pitiful.

Ye Ting was so angry his eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Nonsense! Slander!"

"When did I ever eye your private money? You lying little animal!"

"Elder Ye, you have quite a loud voice."

Yu Linglong looked up, the tenderness in her eyes vanishing.

"You heard it too; my Disciple has been frightened."

"Furthermore, he's right. On the Life-and-Death Platform, the older generation must not interfere. This is an ironclad rule."

"Not only did you interfere, but you also tried to destroy a future pillar of the Hehuan Sect."

"Regarding today's matter, either you leave your life here and I personally send you on your way."

"Or, pay to redeem your life and give my Disciple a satisfactory explanation."

"The choice is yours."

In Yu Linglong's hand, that purple lotus solidified once more.

Ye Ting knew that Yu Linglong had truly developed murderous intent.

When this woman went crazy, she truly disregarded everything.

Moreover, her cultivation now was far more than just the Late Golden Core Stage.

Vaguely, she felt like a half-step Nascent Soul, unfathomably deep!

Ye Ting glanced at his dying grandson, then at the aggressive Yu Linglong.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled a shimmering jade bottle from his Storage Ring.

He tossed it over.

"This is a Fifth-Grade spirit condensing pill! It specifically treats soul shock and can also strengthen the foundation!"

"I, Ye Ting, will remember today's humiliation!"

"Yu Linglong, this isn't over!"

Having said that, he picked up Ye Fan and fled toward the Pill Pavilion without looking back.

Yu Linglong caught the jade bottle.

She backhandedly tossed it into Cao Kun's arms.

"Scram."

She said it to Ye Ting, but also to Cao Kun, who was still lingering in her embrace.

Cao Kun chuckled, taking the opportunity to squeeze his Revered Master's small hand while shamelessly stowing the pill away.

"Thank you for your consideration, Revered Master. Let's discuss the vocal techniques for that song again tonight!"

Yu Linglong