82: Chapter 82 Damn it, they actually want to do it again...

"Damn it..."

"What on earth am I thinking! How could I develop such a strange expectation for that rude lecher!"

This uncontrollable thought made Meng Yudie feel extremely ashamed.

It should have been a deep, blood-feud hatred.

But now, feeling the nourishment of that extremely pure Chaos Qi within her body.

She couldn't even summon a shred of hatred in her heart.

Feeling... that she had made a huge profit this time.

Perhaps even.

Faintly hoping that Cao Kun could be even more rough.

"I'm crazy, I'm truly crazy."

Meng Yudie covered her burning cheeks with both hands and took several deep breaths.

Only then did she force herself to stand up from the ground.

"Hiss..."

Meng Yudie's knees went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the ground again.

She could only reach out in extreme embarrassment to support herself against the nearby stone wall.

Cao Kun's ruthlessness didn't treat her like a human at all.

He was completely intent on draining her dry.

Although the Natural Charm Bone is durable, it couldn't withstand such a violent, storm-like ravaging.

Leaning against the wall, Meng Yudie took a good while to catch her breath before she could barely stand steady.

She inched her way toward the door of the reception room.

In the front hall, Nangong Wan was looking down, checking the account books.

Hearing the commotion, she looked up.

"Peak... Peak Master Meng?" Nangong Wan called out tentatively.

Meng Yudie's body stiffened.

She didn't dare look into Nangong Wan's eyes, let alone respond.

She just wanted to leave this place immediately.

Ignoring Nangong Wan, Meng Yudie kept her head down, quickened her pace, and stumbled out of the Alchemy Pavilion gate.

At this moment, in a hidden bush a hundred meters away from the Alchemy Pavilion gate.

Three Inner Sect Disciples dressed in Yunyu Peak attire were squatting on the ground, chatting.

These few were informants sent by Xie Wuwang to keep watch.

He had suffered a huge setback at the hands of Cao Kun before and couldn't swallow this humiliation.

So he sent some clever Disciples to stake out the place day and night.

Hoping to figure out Cao Kun's daily routine, so that when Cao Kun was away.

He could find an opportunity to contact Nangong Wan and secretly bring this top-grade Cauldron back to Yunyu Peak.

"What kind of situation is this."

A pockmarked Disciple rubbed his sore knees and complained in a low voice.

"The Peak Revered Master doesn't have the guts to ask for her himself, so he sends us to squat in this dragon's den."

"If Elder Cao finds out, we won't even know how we died!"

A tall, thin Disciple beside him glared at him and scolded in a hushed voice.

"Keep your voice down! Do you have a death wish?"

"If the task the Peak Revered Master entrusted us with is botched, you won't have a good ending when we return either!"

Just as they were speaking, "Creak—" the Alchemy Pavilion door not far away was slowly pulled open from the inside.

The three immediately held their breath and craned their necks to look over.

They saw a figure wrapped in a large black cloak slowly walking out from behind the threshold.

The person kept their head down. Their steps were unsteady.

Just after stepping over the threshold, the figure swayed and leaned directly against the stone lion next to the gate.

With this movement, the hood of the cloak slid back a bit.

Revealing that Face of peerless beauty.

The eyes of the three Disciples widened like copper bells simultaneously.

"Holy crap! Isn't that the Baihua Peak Revered Master, Meng Yudie, who just went in this morning!"

They had personally witnessed how Meng Yudie had entered that morning.

At that time, Peak Master Meng was draped in light gauze, her figure seductive, her waist swaying like a water snake as she walked.

She was the picture of boundless charm and arrogance.

But looking at her now. Is this really the same person?!

These Disciples were all from the Hehuan Sect; they had seen too much of the affairs between men and women.

They could tell at a glance what she had just experienced.

"Holy crap..." The tall, thin one pinched his thigh hard, grimacing in pain.

"Am I seeing things? Elder Cao... did he handle Peak Master Meng in the Alchemy Pavilion?!"

"Wait! Look at her neck!" The third Disciple had sharp eyes and quickly called out to remind them.

The other two looked closely. On Meng Yudie's long, snow-white neck, there was unexpectedly a pitch-black metal ring.

The three looked at each other, their minds buzzing.

That was a dignified Peak Revered Master! A great Cultivator of the Late Golden Core Stage!

She went in for a few hours, and when she came out, there was a black ring on her neck?! And she was handled so thoroughly she couldn't even walk steadily?!

Too brutal... Elder Cao is simply not human!

"Go! Run!" This Alchemy Pavilion is not a place for Alchemy at all.

It is clearly a dragon's den that eats people without spitting out the bones.

If Cao Kun discovers them lurking here, they probably won't even know how they died!

"Hurry back and report to the Peak Revered Master!" The few dared not look another glance, turned around, hunched over, and sprinted along the path toward Yunyu Peak.

Yunyu Peak. Main Hall. Xie Wuwang was sitting upright on the grand Revered Master's chair, holding a cup of freshly brewed Spiritual Qi tea.

As the steam rose, he half-closed his eyes, happily calculating his next plan.

"Although that brat Cao Kun is strange and can kill across stages, he is only at the Golden Core Stage after all."

"As long as there is no direct conflict and I take the person away secretly, even if the Sect Master steps in, there's nothing to say."

"Once this old man figures out your routine and finds an opportunity. I will definitely take Nangong Wan and drain her dry!"

Xie Wuwang was having a beautiful dream of soaring to the sky. Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the Main Hall. "Thump!" "Thump!"

The three spying Disciples ran in, panting, and knelt on the ground in unison.

Xie Wuwang's Face sank, and he placed the teacup heavily on the table. "Panicking like this, what kind of decorum is that!"

"I sent you to keep watch outside the Alchemy Pavilion to figure out Cao Kun's daily routine. Why did you run back? Did you find the routine so quickly?"

The tall, thin Disciple waved his hands repeatedly, panting and stuttering: "Peak... Peak Revered Master... it's bad! Something big has happened!"

"Bullshit!" Xie Wuwang scolded angrily, slightly releasing the pressure of the Early Nascent Soul Stage. "If the sky falls, the Sect Master will hold it up. In this Hehuan Sect, what big thing could happen?"

The round-faced Disciple couldn't care about catching his breath and hurriedly spoke: "Peak Revered Master, we just saw Baihua Peak Master Meng Yudie walk out from outside the Alchemy Pavilion..."

Xie Wuwang snorted coldly and curled his lips in disdain: "What's strange about Meng Yudie going to the Alchemy Pavilion?"

"Her Baihua Peak withdraws a large number of Beauty Preserving Pills from the Alchemy Pavilion every month. What kind of big deal is this? Is it worth you being scared like this?"

"It's not that, Peak Revered Master!" The tall, thin Disciple was so anxious he slapped his thigh. "When Peak Master Meng... when she came out, her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was messy."

"And... and she couldn't even walk steadily! It was obviously because her legs were cramping!"

Xie Wuwang was stunned. The teacup in his hand stopped in mid-air. "Are you talking bullshit?" Xie Wuwang reacted and cursed loudly.

"With Meng Yudie's Natural Charm Bone and the charm techniques of Baihua Peak, even this old man has to be on guard when dealing with her, for fear of falling into her trap!"

"Cao Kun is just a brat whose hair hasn't even grown out yet; could he handle her? And cramping? I think you are blind!"

"Peak Revered Master, please examine the truth!" Upon hearing this, the three Disciples were even more terrified, kowtowing with thuds, their foreheads banging against the bluestone floor, making loud sounds.

"The three of us, with six eyes, saw it clearly! Peak Master Meng's exhausted appearance was definitely because she had been completely handled and subdued!"

"And... the most terrifying thing is not this! We also saw that on Peak Master Meng's neck, there was an extra black metal iron ring. It was like... the kind of thing used to tie up a Spirit Beast."

"Used to tie up a Spirit Beast?!" Xie Wuwang stood up abruptly, and the teacup in his hand fell directly to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Meng Yudie was fitted with a control Magic Treasure? How is this possible! Even if Cao Kun's combat power is Heaven-Defying enough to kill a Nascent Soul.

But wanting to forcibly plant a slavery brand in the Divine Soul of a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator is simply a fantasy!

Unless the other party voluntarily opens their mind, or... Cao Kun has a terrifying trump card that exceeds his cognition!

A bone-chilling cold crawled up Xie Wuwang's spine, breaking him out in a cold sweat!

Even a demoness like Meng Yudie, who is good at bewitching people, went into the Alchemy Pavilion and came out as a dog with a collar. What about himself? If he had really gone...

Waves of lingering fear surged into his heart. Fortunately. Fortunately, at that time in the Alchemy Pavilion, for the sake of Face, he did not directly attack Cao Kun.

Otherwise. His current fate would probably be the same as Su Changhe, not even leaving ashes behind.

That Cauldron, Nangong Wan, is indeed tempting. But the premise is that one must have the life to enjoy it.

He coveted Cao Kun's things, and given that brat's ruthlessness. It is very likely that he is already secretly plotting how to kill him.

At this time, he must not go against the wind. "Gulp." Xie Wuwang swallowed with difficulty.

The greed for Nangong Wan and those dirty schemes in his eyes. In the Face of absolute strength and unknown fear, they completely vanished.

"Listen!" Xie Wuwang dashed a few steps to the three Disciples and lowered his voice.

"The things you saw today must rot in your stomachs! Whoever dares to reveal a single word to the outside, there is no need for Cao Kun to act; this old man will extract his Divine Soul and light it as a sky lantern!"

The three were terrified to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, kowtowing repeatedly to swear vicious oaths.

"And!" Xie Wuwang turned around anxiously in place twice. "Let all the informants near the Alchemy Pavilion come back!"

"From today on, no one on Yunyu Peak is allowed to approach the Alchemy Pavilion by even half a step! If you see Elder Cao's people, all of you must walk around them!"

"Those who violate the order will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the Sect!"

He had completely made up his mind. Before the background of this god of death, Cao Kun, is completely investigated, he, Xie Wuwang, will directly seal the mountain and play dead.

What Cauldron, what Face. Being able to save one's life is the most important thing. If he can't afford to offend him, can't he just hide?

On the other side. After leaving the Alchemy Pavilion, Cao Kun was in an extremely pleasant mood. He stepped on the Void Realm, traveling by riding the wind all the way. He was flying toward the direction of Lianxiang Peak at a leisurely pace.

The gale at high altitude blew against his Face. Not only did it not make him feel cold, but it made the blood in his body boil even more.

The Spiritual Qi of the Late Golden Core Stage surged through his extraordinary meridians. Each circulation was several times larger and more solid than before.

"Awesome!" A wicked smile that all men understand curled up at the corners of Cao Kun's mouth. In his mind, he involuntarily reminisced about the scenes in the reception room.

Have to admit. The Physique of Natural Charm Bone is indeed a rare top-grade in the cultivation world. Skin smooth and greasy, waist supple, thighs long and firm, jade buttocks full and bouncy...

"Top-grade indeed..." Cao Kun smacked his lips and rubbed his fingertips together. It seemed that the astonishing sensation still remained on them, and recalling it now, it was still vivid.

He must go to Baihua Peak more often in the future. And properly explore new positions for this top-grade Peak Revered Master.

As for now. Cao Kun looked with fiery eyes at the outline of Lianxiang Peak, which was already vaguely visible in the clouds ahead.

In that magnificent Main Hall. There was still a top-grade Revered Master who had just completed a rebirth, waiting eagerly for him to check on her.

At the thought of Yu Linglong's look of full resentment and extreme desire. Cao Kun only felt that the Blazing Sun Spiritual Root in his Dantian began to stir again.

"Hope the quality of this Magical Artifact is as good as what the System described!" Cao Kun laughed wantonly, and the Spiritual Qi around him surged.

His speed increased suddenly by several times, directly tearing through the clouds. He dove impatiently toward the Main Hall of Lianxiang Peak.