A Young Woman Cute Enough to Explode

"It's a pity that it requires the Yuan and Mental Dual Cultivation, which I can't change no matter what I do. I can only leave it to the fate of the younger generation of the Desolate Hall."

Lin Dong smacked his lips, still wanting more.

"That's enough, that's more than enough. After all, it and the Great Desolation Body are the strongest Hall Suppressing Martial Art of our Desolate Hall. Let's give it some face."

Gu Mo quickly waved his hand, then laughed heartily, "With it, I can also report your cultivation of the Four Martial Arts Cultivation to the Sect Master."

"Huh? Neither of our two senior uncles have reported this matter to the Sect Master?"

Lin Dong was immediately surprised. It turned out that he had kept the fact that he was practicing the four major Hall Suppressing Martial Art all by himself until now. He would have to be careful when using the Great Star Gang Fist and the Great Dark Erosion Sword in the future.

"Speak? Why should I speak? Speak when you discover it. However, now that you have rendered great service to my Desolate Hall by improving the cultivation method of the Desolate Demonic Eyes, I will report this matter to the Sect Master, and the Sect Master will definitely agree."

Gu Mo gently rubbed his temples. He wanted to first inject the improved method into the Desolate Hall Martial Arts Stele so that it could benefit the disciples of the Desolate Hall as soon as possible.

"The month is up. You have mastered all four of the Desolate Hall's most important Hall Suppressing Martial Art. I have nothing more to teach you. You are very good, even better than I and Junior Brother Zhou Tong were back then. You are a qualified Desolate Hall Chief. It is time for you to leave."

Lin Dong glanced sideways to listen, knowing that Gu Mo must have something else to tell him.

"It won't do for me, the Desolate Hall Chief, to stay behind closed doors all day. It's time for me to go out and show my face. I've taken on a Trial mission for you. You'll be working with the disciples of the other three halls. We'll set off tomorrow. Remember, don't disgrace the Desolate Hall."

"Furthermore, the Great Desolation Stele will be opened in three months. You must return then to retrieve the Great Desolation Scripture for my Desolate Hall. My Desolate Hall has truly been dormant for far too long. Since you are the Desolate Hall Chief, it is your duty to make the Desolate Hall show its ferocity once again."

Sure enough, Gu Mo remained silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Yes, Martial Uncle Gu Mo, I will remember!"

Lin Dong stood up and bowed deeply to the old man who was both his teacher and friend.

"Okay, go ahead, don't let me down."

Gu Mo, sitting cross-legged on the ground, smiled on his aged face. His withered hand gently stroked Lin Dong's head as if stroking a child. This child before him might be the pride of him, the Desolate Hall, and even the entire Dao Sect.

"Yes!"

Lin Dong lowered his head even further, then turned and left without hesitation, his tall figure gradually disappearing into the distance under the old man's gaze.

The next day, Lin Dong headed to the agreed meeting place.

This mission is to go to a Chaos Land called Blood Rock Land, where the Dao Sect has a Nirvana Crystal Mine (a vein of minerals formed from highly pure Nirvana Qi crystallized), and therefore a large number of disciples are stationed there.

Because the Nirvana Crystal Mine seems to have been acting strangely recently, the sect has selected one True Disciple from each of the four halls to form a four-person action team to go to the Blood Rock Land to investigate the situation. Lin Dong represents the Desolate Hall.

On the giant mountain platform, three figures with distinct appearances waited.

"Oh, it's you who's the disciple the Heaven Hall sent out this time."

The elegant young man, who had arrived on a whirlwind, landed on the stands and smiled as he looked at the White-robed Beauty at the head of the group.

"I never expected that the disciple sent by the Desolate Hall would be you."

A beautiful young woman in a white dress turned around, her bright eyes smiling like crescent moons, filled with a radiant smile. Her Dark Horse, which fell to her slender waist, made her look even more playful.

"What? You're finally willing to talk to me? You don't need me to kneel before you anymore and beg for your forgiveness?"

Lin Dong couldn't resist teasing this young girl who never held grudges.

"... You were eavesdropping on me?!"

Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes widened instantly as she recalled the words she had spoken with her fellow disciples in the Heaven Hall when she attended the ceremony at the Desolate Hall. An unusual crimson flush instantly spread across the girl's entire face.

"Hmph, you stinky Lin Dong, from now on, don't you dare talk to me again!"

The innocent-looking girl glared fiercely at Lin Dong, then twisted her slender waist and turned away angrily, leaving Lin Dong with her back view that left much to the imagination.

"Tsk, did I kill the conversation the moment I opened my mouth?"

Lin Dong chuckled awkwardly, then casually glanced past the silly, cute girl and at the two unfamiliar faces behind her.

Upon seeing this, the two figures who had been keeping their eyes and noses down and not daring to look too closely hurriedly bowed and greeted the Chief Seat Brother!

The two are True Disciple from the Earth Hall and the Flood Hall, respectively, Jiang Kun and Yuan Ling, both with cultivation at the Seven Yuan Realm.

As mentioned earlier, even if one is not the Chief Seat of this hall, disciples from the other three halls must address each other as "senior brother" or "Chief Seat." Therefore, these two True Disciples of the Flood Hall dared not be negligent and immediately bowed respectfully.

After all, not every disciple can be as Ying Huanhuan as Ying Huanhuan, the Little Princess of the Dao Sect. If they are unruly, the Dao Sect's golden rules and regulations will teach them a lesson.

"Um."

Lin Dong nodded slightly, his gaze returning to that graceful curve, and teased, "What? Junior Sister Huanhuan, aren't you going to come and pay your respects?"

"Tch, you jerk! Who wants to call you Chief Seat Brother? If you dare force me, I'll tell my dad that you bullied me."

Ying Huanhuan quickly turned around and vigorously raised her clenched fist.

The girl originally planned to ignore Lin Dong for the rest of her life, but she couldn't help it, so she decided to start ignoring Lin Dong for the rest of her life from the next time they met.

Yes, she promises! She swears!

"... So what if you have a Sect Master as your father?!"

Lin Dong felt so tired. How did such a sweet and cute girl turn bad?

"Sorry, having a Sect Master as a father doesn't make you special. If you're not happy, come and hit me!"

The girl named Huanhuan, as if she had found a magic weapon to subdue Lin Dong, happily made an incredibly cute face at him.

"Hit you?"

Lin Dong smiled noncommittally, his gaze sweeping over the girl's voluptuous curves. "Ahem, sorry, I just couldn't resist!"

"What are you doing? No, you..."

The girl, naturally sensitive to this, blushed and instinctively covered her shapely buttocks with her slender hand. Then, as if she felt this was indecent, she quickly moved her hand away.

"Damn it, what if this Little Princess secretly kills us two brothers?!"

Jiang Kun and Yuan Ling, these two True Disciples, became increasingly flustered as they looked at the stone slab. They dared not raise their heads and kept their eyes fixed on their toes, as if trying to study the patterns on the stone slab in great detail.

"What about me?"

Lin Dong blinked, his face full of innocence.

"Hmph, it's nothing. So what if you're the Desolate Hall Chief? You're still a rookie who hasn't even been on a mission. But I'm different. I've already completed more than a dozen sect missions with excellence and perfection."

"Therefore, you must listen to me in this operation."

The pretty girl's beautiful eyes flickered, and her fighting spirit instantly returned.