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

"Uncle-Master, shouldn't you go back? After all, you've only just condensed your Nascent Soul; shouldn't you need to stabilize your realm first?"

Song Yu, seeing Wu Yun lingering and blowing on his teacup, unable to resist speaking, said something.

"I haven't even finished my tea, and you're already telling me to leave? Isn't that too heartless? I was even thinking of taking you as my disciple, or even becoming your Daoist partner. Now I've gone out of my way to bring you a Nine-Bend Spirit Pill, and it's truly disheartening."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Wu Yun's face vanished instantly, replaced by a sorrowful expression as if he had been abandoned by a heartless person.

"Uncle-Master, you jest. How could I dare to do such a thing?"

Seeing Wu Yun's pretentious act, Song Yu was speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

If one hadn't seen Wu Yun act this way before, it would probably be hard to accept at first.

As expected, as soon as Song Yu said this, Wu Yun immediately returned to normal, placed the teacup on the tea table next to him, and said calmly again.

"Then you should think it over carefully. I'll go back to my cave to stabilize my cultivation first. Oh, by the way, here are two bottles of pills that can enhance the cultivation of Core Formation stage cultivators. They're no longer of any use to me, so I'll give them to you."

As he spoke, Wu Yun took out two bottles of pills that he had prepared in advance from his storage bag and placed them on the table.

For him, who had already condensed his Nascent Soul, these two bottles of pills were indeed of little use, and he might as well give them to someone who could use them.

It would be a good thing for Song Yu to condense his nascent soul sooner.

Putting aside everything else, the pressure on your body will be greatly reduced.

He's not the kind of person who enjoys managing sect affairs.

He just wanted to take on disciples, drink tea, cultivate diligently, and ascend to immortality as soon as possible.

If one could have two women on either side, warm and fragrant, that would be even better.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master."

Song Yu did not refuse Wu Yun's kindness. After rising and bowing to express his gratitude, he personally saw Wu Yun off from his White Phoenix Peak.

After watching Wu Yun's disappearing light vanish completely from sight, a blush of girlish shyness appeared on Song Yu's stunningly beautiful face.

"What's wrong? Are you interested?"

Before the rosy glow of the sunset could dissipate, Song Yu heard Cheng Tiankun's familiar voice.

Before she could even look for the source of the sound, Cheng Tiankun appeared before her in the form of an old man.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Cheng!"

Without hesitation, he immediately bowed in respect.

"No need for formalities, let's go inside and talk."

Looking at the lingering blush on Song Yu's face, Cheng Tiankun spoke kindly.

"Um!"

In response, Song Yu simply nodded slightly and offered no further comment.

……

Wu Yun naturally returned to his cave dwelling immediately.

But when he arrived at the cave, the first person he saw was not his disciples, but an acquaintance—Mu Peiling.

At this moment, Mu Peiling's face was also full of complex emotions, including flattery.

Upon seeing Wu Yun, he immediately performed the respectful greeting of a junior, not daring to show the slightest negligence.

"Alright, come in and tell me what's on your mind."

Wu Yun was not surprised by this and sighed inwardly.

Wu Yun opened the cave door and stepped inside first.

Mu Peiling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she followed them inside.

Wu Yun sat down in the main hall of the cave, while Mu Peiling stood in the center of the hall with her head bowed, silently waiting for Wu Yun's judgment.

"I can actually guess why you've come. It's about the marriage agreement between the Feng family and your family, isn't it?"

"Grandmaster, you are right, it is indeed true."

Mu Peiling also respectfully admitted it.

She did come for this very reason.

The Feng family has now chosen to use a marriage swap to force her to marry one of their sons.

And her family agreed, so she is now almost desperate.

Originally, Mu Peiling was thinking that after Wu Yun condensed his golden core, she would see if she could have Wu Yun act out a play with her and the two of them become Daoist partners.

Therefore, neither their family nor the Feng family would dare to continue pressuring them.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yun did not condense a Golden Core, but instead condensed a Nascent Soul.

This completely ruined her original plan, leaving her with no choice but to grasp at this last straw.

"Out of consideration for our past relationship, I can put in a few words on your behalf to stop the Feng family and your clan from pressuring you. However, from now on, you and I will have no further connection whatsoever, and you will have absolutely no relationship with me."

Looking at Mu Peiling in front of him, Wu Yun remained silent for a moment before speaking.

This made Mu Peiling's face turn pale, and her pitiful appearance was truly heartbreaking.

Suddenly, Mu Peiling knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times to Wu Yun.

"Many thanks to my master for his great kindness, but I wish to become your disciple. I wonder if you would grant my request?"

As soon as he said this, Wu Yun was about to blurt out a refusal when the system's cold yet familiar voice rang in his mind.

[The "Like-to-Teacher Cultivation System" has detected that Mu Peiling currently has a strong desire to become an apprentice. If the host accepts her as an apprentice, they will receive the following benefit: one Nascent Soul level puppet.]

Upon hearing that familiar, cold voice, Wu Yun swallowed back the words he was about to say and spoke again.

"Alright, since you want to become my disciple, it would be inappropriate for me not to accept you. So, you are now my disciple."

Faced with the benefits of a Nascent Soul level puppet, Wu Yun simply couldn't refuse.

"Disciple Mu Peiling greets Master."

Mu Peiling was both surprised and delighted after hearing Wu Yun's words. She had only wanted to take a gamble, but she didn't expect to actually win.

So without any hesitation, he immediately became a disciple and paid his respects.

"Alright, you may leave now. From today onwards, you are my disciple, and you may declare yourself that way in public. So, you can handle things with the Feng family and your own family yourselves. I won't waste my breath on you."

Wu Yun was not surprised by Mu Peiling's behavior and continued to give instructions.

With his status as a disciple, neither Mu Peiling's family nor the Feng family would dare to coerce her again, no matter how much more courageous they were.

His current identity is the third Supreme Elder of the Falling Cloud Sect, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

No one would mess with them unless they were a fool.

"Disciple understands, thank you Master. Disciple will definitely handle this matter well and will absolutely not allow them to disturb Master."

At this moment, Mu Peiling felt all the gloom in her heart had been swept away, leaving only a feeling of relief and joy.

"Alright, there's one more thing. Tell your senior brothers and sisters not to bother me. I'll be in seclusion for the next period to consolidate my cultivation. As for their visits, forget it; they don't need to come."

Wu Yun then gave another instruction.

He simply told his disciples not to bother him.

He has taken in quite a few disciples over the years; if they all came to visit, it would be incredibly annoying.