50: Chapter 50 When the junior sister discovers that her best friend has become her husband's spirit pet...

Baihua Peak.

From nightfall until now, Liu Rumeng had paced back and forth in the stone chamber no less than three hundred times.

Her long, fair legs paced restlessly beneath her skirt.

"I, a dignified Personal Disciple of Baihua Peak, how could I... how could I bow my head to that old lecher!"

She gritted her teeth as she finished this sentence.

Then, she walked with practiced ease to the bronze mirror for dressing.

She pinned up the long hair she had just let down.

Not satisfied, she took it down again.

She changed her hairstyle, then took it down once more.

Finally, she chose a casual ponytail that made her face look small and highlighted her delicate features, without appearing as if she had dressed up intentionally.

After fussing with her hair, she opened her wardrobe, which was stuffed with magical robes.

She pulled out that fiery red sheer short skirt, which was the most provocative one she owned.

She held it up against her proud curves to compare.

"No, it is too flashy; it makes it look like I am throwing myself at him."

She changed to another one.

Plain-colored? No, it looks like she is going to a funeral.

What if that bastard does not even look at her?

After fussing for nearly half an hour, she finally picked up that red sheer short skirt that best complemented her skin tone.

A delicate and alluring figure was reflected in the mirror.

Liu Rumeng stared at herself in the bronze mirror and suddenly realized something.

She looked down at the comb in her hand.

Then she looked at the skirt she had just changed into.

Then she looked at the smooth skin on the stone table, which had just been wiped with flower dew.

"..."

"What am I doing?"

The comb was thrown violently onto the ground.

It bounced twice and rolled into the corner.

Liu Rumeng stood in place, her chest heaving violently.

The pitch-black, rough beast collar on her neck looked particularly jarring against her fair skin and red sheer skirt.

A strong sense of humiliation surged into her heart.

But immediately after, the comfortable feeling of her cultivation base skyrocketing and her Crimson Flame Spiritual Body being tempered to the extreme from last night surged out from her marrow uncontrollably.

Her Physique, having been developed, instinctively craved that domineering Solar Essence.

Liu Rumeng bit her red lips.

Resigned to her fate, she squatted down, silently picked up the jade comb, and placed it back on the table.

"I am not going to see him, and I am certainly not going to wag my tail and beg for mercy!"

She talked to herself in the mirror, frantically brainwashing herself, but her voice grew quieter and quieter.

"I am going to investigate. For Qingyue."

"Yes. There must be something wrong with the bell on Qingyue's foot. I must ask about it in person."

She adjusted her neckline and smoothed her skirt to fit her hip line better.

"...And by the way."

"See if there is a way to replace this ugly thing."

"The purple gold bell on Qingyue is quite good-looking."

Finally, after finding this "flawless" excuse in her heart.

Liu Rumeng decisively activated the Immortal Cave Formation, impatiently flew on her sword, and headed towards Lianxiang Peak.

...

One stick of incense later.

Liu Rumeng landed quietly in front of the Medicinal Garden Pavilion.

She walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and raised her fair little hand to knock.

But her hand hovered in mid-air, and she forcibly pulled it back.

No.

She, Liu Rumeng, actively knocking on the door?

Would that not be equivalent to admitting she came for the appointment?

This would make her seem so worthless!

Liu Rumeng stepped back twice, crossed her arms, pushing her proud curves even higher, and raised her chin slightly.

Wait.

She would just stand here and wait.

Let that bastard feel this Young Miss's aura and come out to invite her in himself!

However, a quarter of an hour passed.

Half an hour passed.

There was no movement in the pavilion at all.

Even the chirping of insects seemed to be mocking her.

Liu Rumeng's anger flared up bit by bit.

"...This bastard."

"He is the one who forced me to come! He gave me a day to consider and told me to come myself! I am here! Where is he?!"

"Is it fun to play with this Young Miss?!"

Liu Rumeng stomped her feet in anger and turned to leave.

But she did not dare to move a single step.

The beast collar on her neck reminded her of her current status at every moment.

Investigating was a lie.

Doing it for Qingyue was also a lie.

Cao Kun had made it very clear what the consequences of not coming would be.

With a single thought, he could make her Divine Soul vanish.

Liu Rumeng felt aggrieved, her eyes reddened, and she stood frozen, unable to advance or retreat.

Just when she was so irritable that she was about to split that broken door with her sword—

The moonlight overhead was obscured in an instant.

The sky above Lianxiang Peak was stirred as if by an invisible giant hand.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a hundred miles rushed towards Lianxiang Peak like crazy at this moment.

In the dark clouds, purple-gold lightning snakes were faintly slithering.

The ground began to tremble.

The Spiritual Plants in the medicinal garden, which were usually upright, now bowed their heads to the ground under the terrifying pressure of the world.

"Is this... a Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Someone is undergoing Core Formation?!"

Liu Rumeng looked up abruptly, following the source of the Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

Even from a distance of several hundred feet, she could clearly see that figure.

Cao Kun was sitting cross-legged in the center of the White Jade Square.

Piles of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones were shattering and disintegrating around him, the Spiritual Qi turning into visible streams of light and being frantically sucked into his body.

There were even a few Top-Grade Spirit Stones in the corner.

The Spiritual Qi was also dissipating at a terrifying speed.

A storm of spiritual power swirled around him.

It was unclear what color it was.

It contained both the crimson gold of the Solar Essence and a grey Qi surging and intertwining within it.

Two completely different powers devoured and fused with each other, forming a huge spiritual cocoon that wrapped Cao Kun inside.

Yu Linglong stood ten feet away.

She fully supported a barrier of spiritual power.

She isolated the aftermath of the Lightning Tribulation and the overflow of spiritual power within the square area.

Preventing it from affecting other buildings on Lianxiang Peak.

"Boom!"

Before Liu Rumeng could think much, the first lightning bolt had already been conceived.

It struck down furiously from the Nine Heavens!

A purple-gold lightning pillar struck down from the clouds, carrying the power of the world-destroying Heavenly Tribulation, and smashed towards Cao Kun.

Liu Rumeng's heart pounded wildly.

She knew the power of that lightning very well.

If it were her, even with full defense, she would be seriously injured after one strike.

But Cao Kun did not move.

The moment the lightning pillar crashed down, a simple and unadorned grey Dao Wheel appeared above his head.

The purple-gold lightning pillar hit the Dao Wheel, exploding into a sky full of lightning, pouring down onto Cao Kun.

Immediately after, the Dao Wheel emitted a dull hum.

Then it began to rotate slowly.

Analyzing.

Converting.

The Myriad Laws Return to Silence Dao Wheel converted the damage of the Lightning Tribulation that Cao Kun endured.

It converted it into nutrients to temper his Physical Body and Divine Soul according to a ratio.

Yu Linglong, ten feet away, parted her red lips slightly, her peach-blossom eyes filled with disbelief.

"This... what level of Magical Artifact is this?"

"It can actually directly devour a Heavenly Tribulation to feed itself?!"

As a Late Golden Core Stage expert, she had cultivated for over three hundred years and had seen countless exotic treasures.

But a Magical Artifact that could treat the Heavenly Dao's Lightning Tribulation as food was simply unheard of.

After the shock, Yu Linglong's slender legs unconsciously... and her cheeks flushed.

This was her Revered Master.

Even the Heavenly Dao could only become a plaything that provided nourishment in front of him!

How could she not be madly obsessed with such a Revered Master?

Tonight, after the Revered Master successfully undergoes Core Formation, she must perform well and use all her tricks on him!

Compared to Yu Linglong's fanaticism.

Liu Rumeng, standing outside the back mountain medicinal garden, was completely dumbfounded.

"This bastard..."

Liu Rumeng swallowed, her voice trembling.

"He was clearly at the Late Stage Foundation Establishment yesterday... when he was in the medicinal garden..."

"Today he is undergoing Core Formation?!"

This cultivation speed could no longer be described as a Genius; this was simply a monster!

Before Liu Rumeng could recover from the shock.

The thunderclouds in the sky rolled again.

"Rumble!"

The second, third, and fourth lightning bolts followed one after another.

The rhythm became faster and faster, and the power became more violent with each strike.

The entire Lianxiang Peak was illuminated as bright as day.

The Myriad Laws Return to Silence Dao Wheel rotated faster and faster as the lightning strikes fell.

The more times the same type of attack was applied, the higher the adaptability of the Dao Wheel became.

By the time the third lightning bolt fell, the Dao Wheel did not even emit a humming sound; it was like a bottomless pit, swallowing as much as came.

The aura within Cao Kun's body climbed steadily, and the outline of the Golden Core became clearer and clearer.

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations finally alarmed the person in the Medicinal Garden Pavilion.

"Creak—"

The wooden door of the pavilion was pushed open in a hurry.

Leng Qingyue, wearing plain white sleepwear, rushed out of the pavilion.

She was clearly awakened from her cultivation by the movement of the Lightning Tribulation.

Just as she rushed out of the pavilion,

Leng Qingyue saw a stunning woman standing outside her door, dressed in full attire and wearing a fiery red sheer dress.

"Rumeng?"

"Why did you come here dressed like this in the middle of the night?"

Liu Rumeng was in the midst of the shock of having her worldview repeatedly crushed.

Suddenly hearing her best friend's voice behind her, she was startled.

Subconsciously, she reached out to cover the beast collar on her neck.

"I... I was attracted by the Lightning Tribulation."

Liu Rumeng pretended to be calm and tugged at her neckline.

"And I came to see you by the way."

Regarding this clumsy lie.

Leng Qingyue, whose mind was full of Cao Kun, did not immediately suspect anything.

She stepped forward, her gaze passing over Liu Rumeng, looking towards the direction of the Main Hall in the distance.

"It is Senior Brother Cao... My Senior Brother Cao is undergoing Core Formation!"

Leng Qingyue's eyes were shockingly bright, and her tone revealed unmasked pride.

It was as if the one undergoing Core Formation was not someone else, but herself.

Liu Rumeng looked at the "My husband is the best" expression on Leng Qingyue's face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

She just wanted to say something.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

The fifth purple-gold lightning bolt tore through the night sky.

The pale light instantly illuminated the medicinal garden where the two were.

Taking advantage of this lightning light,

Leng Qingyue's gaze unintentionally fell on Liu Rumeng's neck.

On her fair and slender swan-like neck.

There was a black metal ring clamped around it.

"Rumeng... what is that... on your neck?"

The smile on Leng Qingyue's face gradually faded, she furrowed her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, and asked with some confusion.

"Is this some new Magical Artifact? Why is the style so... strange?"

"And... it looks so familiar."

"Nothing!"

Liu Rumeng raised her hand in a panic, covering her neck.

"It is just a... decoration."

This explanation was pale and weak.

Magical Artifacts in the cultivation world either have spiritual light flowing and Immortal Qi drifting, or they are simple and restrained, containing Dao charm.

Who would wear a black iron ring that looked like a chain fastener around their neck as a decoration?

Moreover, Liu Rumeng loved beauty the most, and the accessories on her were all exquisite and luxurious Magic Treasures.

Most importantly...

Leng Qingyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She finally remembered why she felt this black ring was familiar.

Revered Master also clearly had an identical black metal ring fastened on her body!

At that time, she did not pay attention, thinking it was a new Magical Artifact.

But now—

The exact same thing appeared on Liu Rumeng's neck.

Leng Qingyue began to feel that something was not right!

Under the moonlight, the two looked at each other.

Liu Rumeng opened her mouth.

She wanted to say something.

But she could not say it at all.

Because no matter how she explained it, it did not make sense.

Silence spread.

Only the purple gold bell on her ankle was gently moved by the night wind, making a very, very faint crisp sound.

Leng Qingyue lowered her head.

She looked at the exquisite and small purple bell on her ankle.

Then she raised her head.

She looked at Liu Rumeng, who was covering her neck tightly, her face full of panic and guilt.

Finally, she looked towards the direction of the Main Hall.

There, Senior Brother Cao was Undergoing Tribulation, and... Revered Master had been guarding there all along.

An absurd thought grew in Leng Qingyue's mind like weeds.

Revered Master wears a black ring.

Her best friend also wears a black ring.

She herself wears a purple gold bell.

Senior Brother Cao said that this bell is a Magical Artifact to suppress cold poison.

Then what are these two black rings?

Why would Rumeng wear such a beautiful red dress in the middle of the night and appear at the door of Senior Brother Cao's medicinal garden?

Why was the look in Rumeng's eyes when watching Senior Brother Cao undergo Core Formation so complex?

Leng Qingyue stood in the moonlight.

The cold night wind made her feel a little cold.

She pursed her slightly pale lips and muttered to herself in her heart:

"So..."

"It is not just me?"

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Liu Rumeng