Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

I wonder how that genius, whose name resounds throughout the Kuntian Domain, will react upon hearing this news?

With a hint of anticipation, Yunping looked at the maid-dressed girl beside him.

Her face was cold and focused, and the moment she drew back the bowstring, Ye Yuchan seemed to become a different person. A brilliant light suddenly flashed in her unique black eyes, and her spiritual energy suddenly transformed into streams of rising air that swirled around her.

The wind is howling.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow had left the bowstring.

Arrows shot out in three different directions straight ahead, piercing the frosty air and penetrating the falling snowflakes and ice crystals.

A mournful wail echoed through the air.

"Ok?"

Yunping noticed three small rings, about the size of a human hand, on the snow-covered soil not far from the backyard.

He glanced at it subtly—the straight-line distance between the point where the arrow was drawn and the three rings was about fifty meters. At that distance, hitting such a small target would be extremely difficult.

If Ye Yuchan can really do it, then it means that her foundation is absolutely close to perfect.

And that is indeed the case.

As if their flight paths had been preordained, the three arrows flew straight toward the three palm-sized rings the moment they left the bowstring.

Both the angle and the force were absolutely perfect.

call out!

Three arrows pierced the snow at the same time, but only one arrow whistled.

That's amazing...

To achieve this level of accomplishment in just one month is something even Yunping has to admire.

However, this is just a technique for splitting arrows, and theoretically speaking, it can't be considered a martial art, right?

Yunping opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he had already spoken.

sizzle-

Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed.

Lesser Heavenly Thunder Body!

Three bolts of lightning suddenly flashed on the sharp arrowheads, and nine bolts of lightning swept across the entire area in the next instant, turning the entire backyard into a pool of lightning.

Fortunately, the lightning power on these three arrows was pitifully small, and could not cause any real harm to ordinary people; at most, it could only make their legs and feet numb.

The lightning... lasted for about five seconds before slowly dissipating.

Ye Yuchan let out a long sigh of relief, snapping out of her absolute focus and returning to her usual ordinary self.

"So, how about it? Can this be considered a martial arts technique?"

Yunping did not answer her, but stared into thought as he looked at the three spiritual energy arrows that were gradually dissipating in the distance.

This can indeed be called an archery skill. Ye Yuchan combined Dark Heart with her own Little Heavenly Thunder Body, and then combined the two and put them into the arrow... Indeed, if we have to say, it is a martial art.

Moreover, it is a martial art technique that only she can use.

As it stands now, its power is indeed quite ordinary, but if Ye Yuchan's cultivation level improves one day, and her vast spiritual energy is compressed into an arrow again, the power it unleashes will probably be far more than that.

After pondering for a while, Yun Ping asked about Ye Yuchan's extraordinary performance.

"Yu Chan, I have a question for you..."

"Huh?" Ye Yuchan blinked, not understanding why Yunping was suddenly so serious. "Just ask, what's wrong?"

"When I picked you up, did you awaken some special ability, or did a system suddenly pop into your head or something?"

"Or is it some mysterious old man popping into your head? Or has he been chosen by some guy called the Supreme God?"

Ye Yuchan's lips twitched. "What are you talking about? I don't understand a word of it."

"Otherwise, it doesn't make sense. You seem like you're destined to be a protagonist."

Ye Yuchan: "…………"

86. Hu Yingluan

After discussing the name of the martial art with Ye Yuchan in the backyard for quite some time, they finally chose the name suggested by Yuchan: "Thunder Arrow".

It's such a shame we didn't choose Yunping's [Electrotherapy Arrow].

He even thought the name was pretty good.

If one were to nitpick, this martial art is actually still in an immature stage, with many problems. However, with Yunping around, these so-called problems will always be eliminated.

night.

In the quiet night, the moonlight soothed the slightly bewildered hearts of the crowd.

Around the dining table at Lao Hu's house, the two female disciples, Zhang Ruoxue and Ye Yuchan, sat side by side, while Lao Hu was pushed aside by Yun Ping to sit next to Yu Bai Niao—forced to be paired up.

Tonight's dinner was exceptionally lavish. Of course, the head chef was still our old rogue, and Bai Niao also lent a hand.

"Here, this is the last dish."

Yunping took off the snow-white apron that was wrapped around her body, looked with satisfaction at the table full of dishes, and placed the last pile of peanuts in the center of the table.

Let's not complain about why Yunping made peanuts the main dish—in the Desolate Heaven Domain, the dish placed in the center is the main dish of the entire banquet.

Yunping slowly sat down, looked at the crowd who were already drooling all over the place, and smiled slightly.

"Alright, all the dishes are served. You can eat now so you can get going."

Upon hearing the words "It's ready to eat," Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue were practically ready to bring their chopsticks to the delicious food.

Upon hearing the last sentence, both of their outstretched hands trembled involuntarily.

Ye Yuchan gave Yun Ping a dark look and said, "You old rogue, what do you mean by 'eat well before you go'? Is this your last meal before you're beheaded?"

"I think I'm right." Yunping pouted innocently, looking utterly irritating. "After this meal, we'll have to meet up with Lao Hu's cronies, won't we?"

That's not wrong.

Time waits for no one; the five-day deadline has arrived, and tonight they must secretly infiltrate the Northern Ice Palace.

Hopefully nothing goes wrong.

"That's true," Zhang Ruoxue sighed. "I don't know if things will go smoothly from here on out."

"Don't worry!" Hu Xiaolin said, stuffing his mouth with meat and fish while puffing out his chest. "You can really trust Old Hu to get things done."

"Hey, Lao Hu."

The first thing Yunping did after sitting down was to scoop a large spoonful of peanuts into the bowl in front of him and start chewing them without a care in the world.

"Since we're going to be parting ways anyway, why don't you tell me what you used to do?"

"Me?" Hu Xiaolin was stunned. The expression in his eyes changed rapidly. Beneath the complex expression, only hesitation became more and more intense. "This...this is not good. There is nothing to talk about in my past."

"Nothing worth mentioning? You just don't want to talk about it."

Yunping hit the nail on the head.

Hu Xiaolin raised his head, his complicated eyes fixed on Yun Ping's ever-calm face, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he still couldn't bring himself to speak.

Just as he was deciding to brush off Yunping's question, a delicate pink hand unknowingly landed on the back of his hand.

Hu Xiaolin turned around in surprise and found that a certain female bird was shyly lowering her head.

A soft, gentle voice rang out, "Uncle Hu, it's alright... My benefactors aren't bad people, and I won't care about your past."

"A hundred birds..."

Listening to the clear, melodious voice of the Jade Bird, which was as lively as a lark, Hu Xiaolin's heart, which had been churning violently, gradually calmed down.

He took a deep breath of the cool air in the room.

—This is a sign that the story is about to begin, and Zhang Ruoxue, Ye Yuchan, and the others all understand this.

When they saw Hu Xiaolin's eyes gradually dim, the two of them stopped eating at the same time.

This is a form of respect—respect for the protagonist of the story.

"My previous job... to be honest, it was a very disgraceful job."

Hu Xiaolin smiled wryly and looked at Yun Ping.

Yunping, however, seemed to have known all along. He stopped smiling and no longer shook his leg like a hooligan. Instead, he sat up straight and serious.

He rarely does that.

"My benefactor, you should know about the Palace of Judgment, right?"

"Of course, it's one of the three palaces within the Arctic Palace, similar to the police."

Yun Ping smiled faintly. He was unaware of the existence of the Palace of Judgment until he met Fan Luo Kui and her group.

Unsurprisingly, Hu Xiaolin also had a strange misunderstanding about the word "police": "My benefactor, what is this 'police'?"

"It's nothing, just a local specialty from my hometown."

Ye Yuchan: "..."

Although it feels like something's not right, it also doesn't feel like anything's wrong.

Hu Xiaolin said "Oh~" and then continued to ask Yunping questions.

"Then, benefactor, are you aware that besides the Judgment Team, the Palace of Judgments has another organization?"

"Another organization?" Yunping raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know that."

"One is in the open, and the other is in the shadows. The one that enforces the laws of the Northern Ice Palace in the open is called the Trial Team, while the one that serves the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace in the shadows is the Snow Shadow Team."

As Hu Xiaolin was speaking, a small gust of cold wind suddenly swept up outside the window, rattling against the flimsy windowpane.

Yunping looked at Lao Hu with great interest. From his words, he could actually deduce part of Hu Xiaolin's identity.

In fact, he had already realized that Hu Xiaolin's identity was not special.

Although his strength is at the Transcendent God stage, he is only one step away from the Origin Opening stage—yes, anyone can see that.