1567: C1567 Punishment

C1567 Punishment

And then he shook his head, thinking he shouldn't bother this guy anymore.

"You guys just find a quiet cave for me to cultivate in."

Meng Yu said to He and Liu.

Right now, he only wanted to improve his Cultivation Level as soon as possible.

"No problem."

He Min nodded.

The three of them headed towards the Cloud-stepping Sect.

On the way, Meng Yu received the "Reverence" token.

In the Cloud-stepping Sect, the status of the Consecration was like that of a supreme elder, and he could even obtain some Elemental Stone.

Of course, with his Cultivation Level, being able to be a Consecration here wasn't enough. However, Meng Yu was only here to find a quiet place to cultivate.

Meng Yu's cave was located in a place where birds sang and flowers bloomed, and the scenery was pleasant.

In the forest across from him, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds could be heard. There was also a river passing through. The cave could indeed allow people to cultivate peacefully here.

After Meng Yu entered the cave, he started cultivating.

Half a month later, he suddenly opened his eyes from his secluded cultivation. His face was filled with surprise and joy.

He had broken through again!

Third level of the Fate Rebirth Stage!

"I broke through too quickly."

"Maybe it's because my Second Divine Soul is cultivating day and night."

Meng Yu was pleased with himself.

He really wanted to summon his second soul now, but when he thought about Su Yuyan, Xia Ting, Shangguan Yan, Cai Jiaojiao and Ling Wanqing were still there, it could be considered a way to protect them.

The Second Divine Soul had a certain amount of authority. If he sensed that his friends from Lingkun were in danger, he could immediately go and save them.

The third level of the Fate Rebirth Stage obviously couldn't satisfy Meng Yu.

After consolidating the Cultivation Level, he went back to practicing the Soul Chasing Heroic Sword Technique.

This sword technique contained four major moves.

One day, it was budding.

The second was Penetrating Flower and Guiding Butterfly.

The third day, there was no way to stop the flowers from falling.

The fourth was like a flower but not a flower.

Meng Yu only practiced the first two moves.

Therefore, from today onwards, he would walk to the opposite forest to practice his sword.

Just like that, more than a month's time passed quickly. Meng Yu could be considered to have mastered the second move to the point of perfection.

The days in Cloud-stepping Sect were still considered quiet. Meng Yu was very satisfied, but he was also wondering when that damn Bai Jiangxue would bring Zhong Na and the others to see him.

On this day, after he finished practicing the sword technique in the forest, he wanted to ask He Min about Qin Rou, Xu Wei and Murong Xiaojuan's situation. The latter two went into the Fallen Star Monastery with them. After Meng Yu became a core disciple, Xu Wei, Murong Xiaojuan and the others also wanted to become his servants, but they were chased out by Meng Yu.

Now, asking them about their current situation could be considered as a form of concern.

Meng Yu arrived outside He Min's cave.

Outside the beautiful cave of the thirty-first elder stood some guards, both men and women.

Meng Yu nodded. With such extravagance, it was no wonder that He Min and Liu Dahai did not hate him anymore.

"Your elder, He Min, is she there?"

Meng Yu walked in front of a female guard and asked.

The female guard looked at Meng Yu from head to toe, curled her lips and said, "What is your name? Do you know the rules? Elder He's name is something that a wretched ant like you can call out directly?"

Oh?

Meng Yu looked at this Female Cultivator in a somewhat stunned manner. She could be considered pretty and pretty, but her chin was a little too sharp and appeared to be a little harsh.

"I am her friend. You just need to go in and tell her that I will ask Meng Yu to come and find her. That will do."

Meng Yu did not want to argue with such a low level Female Cultivator at all. He stood there with his hands behind his back and spoke again.

"Haha, your face is really big!" The female guard sneered, "Your method of picking up girls is too old-fashioned, isn't it? Meng Yu? Which ravine did this name pop out from? Be friends with Elder He? Are you worthy?"

"That's right. These male disciples, deacons, and elders are really enough. Every day, there are some people who come to bother us."

"Elder He's beautiful and beautiful, how can you, an ant, covet him?"

"Go, go, go. If you still don't leave, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

"That's right, hurry up and get lost! The young sect master of the sect had come looking for our elder before and wanted to chase after her. Elder He didn't even spare him a glance. "

"That's right. Elder He is a fairy-like figure. His eyes are very high. The person he has taken a fancy to must be the unparalleled Male Cultivator in the world!"

The other guards looked at Meng Yu and clamored. Some of them even chased Meng Yu away.

There were many male disciples of Cloud-stepping Sect watching from afar.

Almost all the male disciples of Cloud-stepping Sect regarded the thirty-first elder as their dream lover. However, the female elder didn't pay much attention to them. Furthermore, Elder He was very cold and aloof, he didn't even give Young Sect Master face.

At this moment.

Those who wanted to chase Meng Yu away suddenly realized that they couldn't get close to him.

It was as if there was a transparent wall in front of this brat that blocked them.

"This, this, this..." A few guards who had come to chase Meng Yu away looked at Meng Yu in shock.

"What's wrong?" Someone asked from behind.

"I don't know what kind of demonic technique this kid used, but we can't even get close to him."

"Brother, take a closer look. Behind this guy, there are three Fate Wheels... He is a Fate Wheel cultivator..."

"Oh my God, is he that powerful?"1

Amid the exclamations of the warriors, Meng Yu called out to the direction of the cave, "He Min, come out. If you don't come out, I will teach you a lesson."

"Puchi."

In the cave, He Min, who was wearing a red cloak, walked out with a bright smile on her face.

"Greetings, Master."

The moment she arrived, she immediately knelt down on one leg.

Such great etiquette caused many of the surrounding guards, as well as the disciples who were watching from afar, to be taken aback.

What the hell?

The goddess in their hearts had actually knelt down before a young man who had appeared out of nowhere and called him master?

"Get up." Meng Yu gave her a somewhat reproachful look. "Is it fun to hide in the door?"

He Min stood up and stroked her bangs that were blown by the wind. She smiled and said, "I just want to see if you will give me face and not bicker with my guards."

Meng Yu said, "You are so naughty. Do you want to be punished?"

He Min said in a lovely voice, "If Master wants to punish me, Little Min will naturally bear it."

The conversation between these two people caused the surrounding disciples to have stunned expressions on their faces.

At this moment, many of the male disciples seemed to have heard the sound of their hearts breaking.

The goddess in their hearts, the high and mighty Elder He, was actually someone else's female slave?

Elder He smiled at that brat with a shy and sweet expression. This was the first time they had seen her smile. It was so feminine, but that smile was not for them.

What did a female slave mean? Could it be that they did not understand?

The so-called female slave meant that her entire body, including her spatial ring, Elemental Stone, and everything else, belonged to the owner.

If a man had a female slave like Elder He, he could be considered to have reached the pinnacle of his life.

"My first love, it's over."

"Goddess in my dream, why did you injure me so deeply?"

"If Young Sect Master knew, he would probably cry and faint in the cave."

"What virtue and ability does this kid have to be the master of Elder He?"

Countless male disciples felt as if their parents had passed away.

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