85: Chapter 85 Not only did they touch it, they also measured it carefully!

Inside the inner chamber of the side hall at Lianxiang Peak. The purple light of the sound-insulation Formation flickered slightly, cutting off most of the commotion. Yet, it still could not completely block out the earth-shattering sounds of spiritual energy clashing outside.

Leng Qingyue turned over, habitually reaching her fair, tender hand toward her side. Her touch met only coldness.

"Mmm..." She let out a soft, delicate moan, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She sat up from the blankets, still dazed.

She casually gathered her slightly messy dark hair, her jade-white feet bare as she swayed out of the inner chamber.

At this moment, she wore only a thin, white silk undergarment. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and her delicate collarbone.

Just as she stepped out, she bumped straight into the fully dressed Cao Kun.

Upon seeing Cao Kun, Leng Qingyue quickened her pace and threw herself at him.

"Senior Brother..." The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, laced with heavy morning grumpiness.

"What's happening outside? It's so noisy."

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Cao Kun naturally reached out to pull her into an embrace.

He smiled indifferently, "Nothing major. Just some stray dogs outside the mountain gate, barking quite ugly sounds. Come, Senior Brother will take you to watch a show."

After saying this, Cao Kun exerted a little force in his arms, lifting Leng Qingyue into a horizontal carry. He soared directly into the air and sped toward the direction of the mountain gate.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate. Seeing Qin Canglan's tough attitude, the two gray-robed retainers of the Ji Family did not retreat, but instead directly played their final trump card.

"Qin Canglan, do you really think that with just your Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, you can protect these two sluts? Don't forget! My Ji Family has a Soul Transformation Stage Old Ancestor backing us!"

"Today, for the sake of these two women, you forcibly blocked us and allowed your Sect Elder to injure our Ji Family Young Lord. Do you want to drag the entire Hehuan Sect down to be buried with them?!"

Once these words were spoken, the Hehuan Sect Disciples gathered below all turned pale.

In the Qingzhou territory, a Nascent Soul expert was already a titan. Soul Transformation was the legendary pinnacle. With a mere movement, they could move mountains and fill seas; a single person could annihilate an entire Sect.

"A Soul Transformation Old Ancestor... It's over, it's all over now!"

"If the Ji Family really brings out their Old Ancestor, our Hehuan Sect's mountain-protecting Formation won't even be able to withstand a single blow!"

"Elder Yu was too impulsive, how could she strike so heavily?"

"How will this end? Do we really have to hand over Senior Sister Leng?"

The Disciples discussed among themselves, many even beginning to tremble at the knees. Even the three Peak Masters behind Qin Canglan showed fear, exchanging uneasy glances.

Seeing this, the gray-robed retainer on the right sneered and continued to apply pressure.

"If you are sensible, hurry up and open the mountain-protecting Formation!"

"Honestly hand over Leng Qingyue and let our Young Lord take her away!"

"Also, hand over that shrew who injured our Young Lord, cripple her cultivation, and let us take her back to the Ji Family to close the case!"

"Otherwise, when our Old Ancestor arrives in person, we will definitely trample your Hehuan Sect into the ground!"

Every word was aggressive and pressing, showing absolutely no regard for the Hehuan Sect.

Qin Canglan clenched her hands into fists. Her gaze locked directly onto the two retainers opposite her. The foundation of the Ji Family was indeed too terrifying.

Should she really, for the sake of Leng Qingyue and Yu Linglong, go head-to-head with a top-tier Family that possessed a Soul Transformation Old Ancestor?

Just as Qin Canglan was caught in a dilemma and the entire Hehuan Sect was in a state of panic, an extremely arrogant voice, wrapped in spiritual energy, swept across the entire scene, drowning out all the noise.

"Trample the Hehuan Sect? Just relying on you two old bastards with one foot in the grave, you think you're qualified to bark here?"

Whoosh! Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, looking in the direction the voice came from.

In the distant night sky, Cao Kun was holding the cold and ethereal Leng Qingyue with one hand, stepping through the air as he arrived.

The two flew out of the Formation light screen in such a swaggering manner, hovering directly in front of the Ji Family's massive purple-gold flying ship.

One person, facing a warship, two Nascent Soul retainers, and dozens of Ji Family elites. In terms of aura, he actually completely crushed the opponent!

"Elder Cao!" "Holy shit! It's Elder Cao!"

Among the Inner Sect Disciples below, someone shouted in excitement. The scene of Cao Kun slaying Su Changhe with a single sword stroke that day was still fresh in their minds.

Now that Cao Kun had appeared, that invisible pressure made the panicked Disciples find their backbone.

In mid-air, Qin Canglan looked at Cao Kun, instinctively releasing her Divine Sense to probe Cao Kun's current state.

After all, the opponents were two Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivators; Cao Kun going out alone was too arrogant.

But the next second, Qin Canglan's rosy lips parted slightly, her face full of disbelief.

This... how is this possible?! Late Golden Core Stage!

She clearly sensed that the spiritual energy fluctuation within Cao Kun's body had already reached the Golden Core Late Stage Peak!

And that spiritual energy was so pure it was outrageous, even faintly showing signs of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage!

How is this possible! A few days ago, he had just withstood the Lightning Tribulation and formed a top-grade Golden Core!

Even if he ate Top-Grade Spirit Stones like meals, it would be impossible to Cultivate this fast!

What was even more terrifying was the aura of slaughter emanating from Cao Kun; it was domineering and pure.

Even separated by the mountain-protecting Formation, it made Qin Canglan feel a sense of palpitations.

She was certain that Cao Kun's true combat strength right now was absolutely not weaker than those two Early Nascent Soul Stage retainers opposite him! Perhaps even stronger!

Having witnessed Cao Kun's Heaven-Defying Cultivation speed and terrifying combat strength, Qin Canglan's initially wavering heart became incomparably firm.

Who cares if the Ji Family has a Soul Transformation Old Ancestor!

A peerless Prodigy who could jump from Early Golden Core Stage to Golden Core Late Stage Peak in a few days, added to a Leng Qingyue who possessed a Top-grade Ice Spirit Body... these two people were the greatest hope for the rise of the Hehuan Sect!

As long as Cao Kun was given time, with his perverted growth speed, it was not impossible for him to contend against a Soul Transformation expert!

Even if it meant risking the entire foundation of the Sect, it was worth it!

Qin Canglan waved her sleeve, taking the three Peak Masters and Yu Linglong to fly directly out of the Formation. She stood by Cao Kun's side, using her actions to declare her stance.

On the deck of the flying ship, Ji Jinian clutched his left cheek, which was swollen like a pig's head, staring fixedly at the two people hovering in front of the ship.

He recognized Leng Qingyue at a glance. That stunningly beautiful face, that cold and ethereal temperament.

Even wearing only a simple undergarment, without any extra adornment, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

This was the top-grade Cauldron he was always thinking about! This was the Ice Fairy he dreamed of pinning under him!

But now, this cold and arrogant Ice Fairy was actually in the arms of a strange man! And so gentle! So obedient!

Leng Qingyue didn't even look at him once; her eyes were full of only that black-robed youth.

The fire of jealousy in Ji Jinian's heart burned his reason to nothing. He broke down on the spot.

"What kind of dog thing are you!" Ji Jinian pointed at Cao Kun, hysterically cursing, spit mixed with blood spraying out.

"Hurry up and take your dirty hands off Leng Qingyue! She is a woman that I, Ji Jinian, have taken a fancy to! You death-seeking ant, you dare to touch her?!"

Cao Kun quietly watched Ji Jinian jumping around on the deck, just like watching a clown.

"A woman you took a fancy to? Are you worthy?"

Cao Kun lowered his head, deliberately in front of Ji Jinian and everyone else, and planted a kiss on Leng Qingyue's pretty little face.

Leng Qingyue was stunned by this sudden action. In front of thousands of people from the Hehuan Sect. In front of outsiders. Senior Brother actually... So domineering... I like it so much...

A intoxicating flush spread from Leng Qingyue's neck to her earlobes.

Leng Qingyue buried her burning face into Cao Kun's chest. Her hands gripped his lapels, too shy to even lift her head.

This scene made Ji Jinian explode. Killing the heart and punishing the spirit! This was naked humiliation!

He, the dignified Young Lord of the Ji Family, came with countless betrothal gifts to propose.

As a result, he didn't even get through the gate before getting slapped. Now, the woman he took a fancy to was being intimate with another man right in front of him!

How could he swallow this anger!

Cao Kun raised his head, looking provocatively at Ji Jinian, whose face was purple with rage on the flying ship.

"Really sorry, Young Lord Ji."

Cao Kun held Leng Qingyue's soft waist and laughed provocatively: "I didn't just touch her. And, inside and out, what should be touched and what shouldn't be touched, I have touched it all. Even... I have carefully measured it all!"

"Ahhhhh!" Ji Jinian was trembling with rage, which aggravated the wound on his face, making him gasp in pain.

His eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Cao Kun, roaring madly at the two retainers behind him.

"What are you two still standing there like idiots for! Kill him! Kill him for me! Chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"

The two gray-robed retainers looked at each other. Killing intent surged.

"Yellow-mouthed brat, die!"

The old man on the left formed seals with his hands, and a pitch-black Flying Sword tore through the air, heading straight for Cao Kun's glabella.

Cao Kun stood in place, holding Leng Qingyue with one hand. His other hand slowly raised.

In his palm, a ball of pitch-black and profound Chaos Qi was rapidly condensing.

A black broken sword, emitting an endless aura of slaughter, slowly emerged from the Void Realm.