Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

"Please have some tea, senior brothers. Although this tea is not as good as the previous top-grade thousand-year spiritual tea, it is still quite good."

After they were seated in the main hall of the cave, Wu Yun personally poured a cup of tea for Cheng Tiankun and Lü Luo, his face showing a hint of respect.

This tea was obtained from Han Li, and it can be considered a thousand-year-old spiritual tea.

"I am truly grateful for the care I have received from my two senior brothers over the years."

"These are all minor matters. However, Junior Brother Wu, you must have entered this sect with a Core Formation stage cultivation level, right?"

Cheng Tiankun took a sip of tea, his smile unwavering, but he still asked a question that concerned him.

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, Senior Brother. It's true. It's not easy for us rogue cultivators to cultivate, let alone condense our Nascent Souls. Naturally, we need to find a good spiritual place to cultivate in seclusion and condense our Nascent Souls. In the entire Tiannan cultivation world, if we're talking about reputation, the Luoyun Sect is definitely the best. After thinking it over, the only option is to come to our sect to cultivate in seclusion, hoping to condense our Nascent Souls as soon as possible."

Wu Yun nodded and continued talking nonsense.

Not a single word of what he said was true, but it sounded perfectly reasonable, because he had a system.

A transmigrator with a system doesn't need to talk about being reasonable or logical.

"Thank you for your praise, Junior Brother Wu. So, are you planning to stay?"

Cheng Tiankun was quite concerned about this issue.

"Of course we have to keep them here, otherwise we wouldn't have taken in so many disciples. These disciples may not be the most talented, but their character is absolutely flawless. And as their master, it is natural for me to be responsible for them."

Wu Yun nodded and said something to reassure Cheng Tiankun and the other man.

"That's wonderful! Now our sect has its third Nascent Soul cultivator. Is there anything else you need me to do, Junior Brother? Just say the word, and I'll have the elders and disciples help you with it."

Cheng Tiankun made the promise with great generosity.

"If you ask me what's going on, there really is something. But no one else can do it; only Senior Uncle Song can. When the Three Sects Conference ended, she and I made a bet: if I could condense my Nascent Soul first, she would become my disciple. Now that I've condensed my Nascent Soul before her, senior brothers, don't you think it's time to fulfill this bet?"

Wu Yun looked at the two of them with a beaming smile, his eyes practically shining.

"this……"

Upon hearing Wu Yun's words, Cheng Tiankun and Lü Luo exchanged glances, both looking troubled.

After all, it's not something the two of them can decide on their own.

"This is a bet between my junior brother and his junior nephew Song, and we two are afraid we can't make the decision."

Cheng Tiankun smiled helplessly.

"That's why I said that only Uncle-Master Song could do this."

Wu Yun nodded in agreement, indicating his approval.

"I value Aunt Song's aptitude highly, otherwise I wouldn't have considered taking her as my disciple. Don't worry, senior brothers, I won't do anything to Aunt Song. I just want to have a master-disciple relationship with her, nothing else."

Wu Yun's assurances relieved Cheng Tiankun and Lü Luo somewhat.

They were afraid that Wu Yun would treat female disciples like concubines or furnaces, just like those cultivators of the demonic path.

Such things are all too common in the demonic path, and they still have some respect for Wu Yun's character.

"Alright, senior brothers, please announce my identity. If nothing unexpected happens, the Ancient Sword Sect will probably come looking for trouble, but it's not a big problem; I'll handle it myself."

Wu Yun then mentioned another matter.

"It's alright, these are just minor matters, no need to worry. If the Ancient Sword Sect really comes looking for trouble, we'll handle it for our junior brother."

Upon hearing Wu Yun's words, Cheng Tiankun immediately made a solemn promise.

"In that case, thank you very much, Senior Brother. However, if you two have nothing else to discuss, please go back and talk about how to prepare for my Nascent Soul Ceremony. I need to go find Uncle-Master Song."

Wu Yun's words were essentially a dismissal order, so upon hearing this, Cheng Tiankun and his companion naturally didn't linger and immediately got up to say goodbye and leave.

After seeing the two off, before Wu Yun could even head to Bai Feng Peak where Song Yu was, the other party came to his door.

"Uncle-Master Song, aren't you surprised and delighted? I really did condense my Nascent Soul before you."

Looking at Song Yu who had come to his door, Wu Yun said with a smile on his face.

The form of address remained the same, but with a touch of teasing.

"Greetings, Uncle Wu."

Song Yu did not respond to Wu Yun's teasing words, but instead bowed slightly with his hands clasped.

"You shouldn't call me 'Uncle-Master,' you should call me 'Master.' After all, we made a promise back then. How can the dignified Fairy Feng break her promise?"

Wu Yun chuckled and teased.

"At first, I only thought that my senior uncle was a Foundation Establishment disciple, but I never thought that he was actually a late Core Formation cultivator. That's why I made that bet with him. Please forgive my rudeness."

Upon hearing this, Song Yu immediately bowed and apologized again, his attitude so sincere that no one could find fault with him.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you two choices. The first is to become my disciple, and the second is to become my Daoist partner. After all, I've cultivated for so many years and haven't found a suitable partner yet, but you are excellent in terms of aptitude, appearance, and character, making you very suitable to be my Daoist partner. What do you think?"

Wu Yun's smile remained unchanged as he continued to press for answers.

His words made Song Yu's cheeks flush red, making her shy and even a little flustered, because Wu Yun's words were almost tantamount to a marriage proposal.

"I know this is hard to accept, but I can only give you these two choices. Although it's a bit unreasonable, don't feel wronged. This is a Nine-Bend Elixir; consider it your apprenticeship gift, or rather, your betrothal gift. The choice is yours."

Wu Yun took out a Nine-Bend Spirit Pill and said.

He's trying to bribe him.

After all, almost no Core Formation stage cultivator could resist the temptation of the Nine-Bend Spirit Pill.

Song Yu wouldn't lack the Spirit Stabilizing Pill, but the Nine-Bend Spirit Pill wasn't so easy to obtain. In the entire Tiannan cultivation world, apart from Han Li, only he could produce it.

As expected, upon hearing the words "Nine-Bend Elixir," Song Yu was immediately shocked, and the blush on her face faded considerably.

"Could you give me some time to think about it?"

"Of course, you have plenty of time to consider it."

"However, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

Wu Yun nodded, not wanting to force him further, and readily agreed.

It's definitely not advisable to keep pressuring someone about this, otherwise it could backfire.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief and softened his way of addressing Wu Yun.