6: Chapter 6 The Strange Little Ball!

Yu Linglong's footsteps paused at the doorway.

She did not turn around, but her slender and perfect shoulders were trembling slightly.

An icy voice, carrying suppressed and extreme rage, was squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Rebellious Disciple! Things have already come to this, what more do you want?"

"Do you truly believe that this Seat does not dare to fight you to the death?!"

As her voice fell...

The terrifying pressure belonging to a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator erupted, surging through the small wooden house!

Under this Aura, the tables, chairs, and stools in the room were instantly reduced to powder.

This was her final dignity, and her final struggle.

She wanted to use the power she once relied on to look down upon all living beings, even if only to scare him, to reclaim even a sliver of initiative from this Rebellious Disciple.

Even if only for a second!

However, Cao Kun acted as if nothing was happening, not giving her a damn.

"Revered Master, don't be so angry."

"If you ruin your health with anger, your disciple would be heartbroken."

Seeing her expression looking like she was about to explode with rage, Cao Kun felt incredibly satisfied.

When you were absorbing my Spiritual Root back then, you probably never expected this day, did you?

Now the tables have turned, and it's my turn to teach you how to behave.

"Revered Master, I know you're anxious, but please don't be in such a hurry."

"My life is worthless; if I die, I die."

"But Revered Master, you are of noble status and peerless elegance. If you were to be buried with me, wouldn't that be a terrible bargain?"

"Although my Foundation is restored and my cultivation has returned, my Lifespan is still very short."

"Tell me, if I fail to Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage before my Lifespan runs out, what do you think will happen?"

Cao Kun spread his hands, looking full of regret.

"When that time comes, I'll just kick the bucket and be buried in the yellow earth, clean and simple."

"It's just a pity for you, Revered Master... You wouldn't want three hundred years of bitter cultivation to go down the drain like that, would you?"

Yu Linglong's delicate body swayed, nearly losing her footing.

Her overwhelming rage caused her beautiful features to twist slightly.

This Rebellious Disciple.

He was actually using his own wretched life to threaten her in return!

What kind of rogue behavior was this?!

"What... exactly... do you want?"

"Doesn't Revered Master already understand what your disciple wants?"

Seeing that the timing was right, Cao Kun stopped putting on an act.

He spread his hands with a natural, rogue-like expression.

"Revered Master, look, your disciple is currently dirt poor and penniless."

"If I go out to gain experience and do missions without a decent Magic Treasure for protection or some Medicinal Pills to aid my cultivation, and if I happen to be injured by someone blind, the pain would be on me, but the heartache would be on you, Revered Master."

"If... and I mean if, I accidentally kick the bucket, and your beautiful self were to perish along with me, wouldn't that be a great loss to the cultivation world?"

Cao Kun shook his head sorrowfully and spoke with earnest sincerity.

"So, for the sake of your safety, Revered Master, and for the bright future of us Revered Master and disciple... don't you think you should sponsor some startup capital?"

"You!"

Hearing these utterly shameless remarks, Yu Linglong's chest heaved violently with anger.

This wasn't a disciple; this was clearly a debt-collecting demon!

This Rebellious Disciple had not only taken her body, but now he was turning around to blackmail her for cultivation resources!

To eat soft rice with such a hard attitude was simply unheard of and unseen!

Yu Linglong wished she could slap this grinning, shameless scoundrel to death.

But that damned brand deep within her Soul made it impossible for her to even conceive a thought of resistance.

This feeling of being stifled nearly drove her mad.

"Take it!"

Yu Linglong untied an exquisite Storage Pouch embroidered with golden cloud patterns from her waist and threw it at Cao Kun.

"Inside are one thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, various Medicinal Pills to aid cultivation, and a Low Grade Magic Treasure, the green snake sword, which this Seat used in my early years!"

"It's enough to feed even a pig up to the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

"If you still die out there after this, then it is the will of heaven, and this Seat will accept it!"

Having said that, she could no longer bear this suffocating atmosphere of humiliation; she pulled open the door and vanished into the horizon.

Cao Kun caught the Storage Pouch steadily and took a light sniff at its tip.

Hmm, the body fragrance of a rich woman is just so simple, unadorned, and refreshing.

He swept his Divine Sense inside.

Good heavens!

As expected of a Golden Core Elder and a famous little rich woman of the Hehuan Sect, this gesture was indeed generous.

One thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones—that's one hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

It was enough to last an Outer Sect Disciple decades of hard work.

Not to mention those Medicinal Pills and the Magic Treasure.

Cao Kun was in a great mood.

Now, not only had he accumulated a large amount of pure Yin Essence in his body, but with these cultivation resources as well, breaking through to Foundation Establishment was only a matter of time.

For the next three months, Cao Kun did not leave his room.

He remained until he had fully refined that pure Yin Essence along with the Medicinal Pills from the Storage Pouch.

Cao Kun's cultivation officially entered the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Feeling the liquid spiritual energy condensed from gaseous spiritual energy within his Dantian's Qi Sea...

...as well as his Lifespan which had surged by over two hundred years, Cao Kun let out a hearty roar.

"Hahaha! Awesome!"

From today on, he was no longer that Qi Refining Stage ant whose life was nearing its end and who was at the mercy of others.

Instead, he was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator with a three-hundred-year Lifespan, truly stepping onto the immortal path!

"I wonder if my dear Revered Master has missed me after not seeing each other for several months..."

Cao Kun flipped his left hand.

Another System reward appeared in his hand.

...

At the same time.

Hehuan Sect, Inner Sect, Lianxiang Peak.

Inside the main hall shrouded in mist.

Yu Linglong sat high upon the main seat.

Dressed in a luxurious purple dress, she had already restored her usual seductive and enchanting appearance that could captivate all living beings.

No one could tell what kind of unbearable nightmare this great Golden Core Cultivator had experienced three months ago.

Below the dais, a young girl dressed in a plain white dress, with a cold and transcendent beauty, was bowing respectfully.

The girl's skin was like snow, her features like a painting, and her temperament was like a snow mountain lotus untainted by dust, completely out of place with the overall seductive atmosphere of the Hehuan Sect.

She was Yu Linglong's newly accepted Personal Disciple, the one-in-ten-thousand Top-grade Ice Spirit Body—Leng Qingyue.

"Revered Master."

Leng Qingyue's voice was as cold as her temperament.

"You mentioned last time that you had found a supreme Yang treasure to resolve the cold poison in my body. I wonder... is there any news?"

At the mention of this matter, the well-maintained mask on Yu Linglong's face stiffened uncontrollably.

Treasure?

Damn it!

At the thought of that Rebellious Disciple, the image of that dilapidated wooden house immediately surfaced in her mind.

Over these three months, she had tried to forget everything.

But that Rebellious Disciple's shadow seemed to have taken root in her mind, impossible to shake off!

Yu Linglong's jade-like hand on the armrest tightened unconsciously.

She struggled to maintain her dignity as a Revered Master.

Just as she was about to find a random excuse to brush it off...

*Buzz—*

A faint but impossible-to-ignore sensation came extremely abruptly!

Without any warning!

It was impossible to guard against!

"Ugh!"

Yu Linglong's willow-like brows furrowed tightly as she let out a suppressed soft moan.

This sudden sensation caused the unprepared Yu Linglong to go weak all over.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs instantly tensed, and she nearly slid down from her high throne!

"Revered Master!"

Seeing this, Leng Qingyue's expression changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support Yu Linglong's swaying body, asking anxiously.

"Revered Master! What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Yu Linglong