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

Recalling her dream, unlike any of her previous fantastical dreams, this time she remembered everything in it with unparalleled clarity, as if—

The same thing has happened before.

The girl sitting on the bed shook her head, temporarily dismissing this terrifying thought.

(Knock knock!)

—A strange sound.

Ye Yuchan had not yet fully recovered from the panic, and she subconsciously glanced at the door of the interrogation room.

Fortunately, reality did not play tricks on her slightly timid heart—the interrogation room door was not pushed open, and there was no one outside.

She suddenly felt something was off.

It wasn't because there were still sounds outside at this time. After all, cultivators are also human. Although they don't go to the toilet three times a day like ordinary people, they still need to relieve themselves occasionally.

—At least she thought the noise outside was someone getting up to use the bathroom.

Back to topic.

What Ye Yuchan found strange was a certain person who had disappeared.

—Yunping.

She glanced at the empty bed, somewhat bewildered. Just before she fell asleep, the old rogue had been lying there, chatting and laughing with her.

Now... he's gone?

Looking around, there was no sign of him at all.

Admittedly, Ye Yuchan was starting to panic.

Since Yunping took her in, she has hardly left his side. Although she didn't live with him in the courtyard, she knew that he wouldn't run away randomly.

But now things are different. Yunping has disappeared... without telling her what he did... he has disappeared.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Yuchan might not have been so timid or even panicked.

But she had just had a terrifying dream, and her mind was in a state of turmoil. At this moment, the person who could provide her with the most sense of security was not by her side.

Boom boom, boom boom!

This time, it wasn't the sounds from the outside world, but the beating of my heart.

He swallowed his saliva with even greater difficulty.

"I have to...go find him."

The girl got out of bed, talking to herself, and the image of the reliable young man's back unconsciously floated into her mind.

I wonder where that old rogue went.

Could it be that he went out to find a shop full of older women? Or did he go to meet up with some old flame at night?

With these jumbled thoughts in her mind, Ye Yuchan, feeling slightly breathless and exhausted, slowly walked out of the room.

A chilling atmosphere swept in from all directions once again, and the oppressive space caused the girl's already distressed spirit to suffer a second blow.

She took a tentative step forward, and what followed was—

crunch~

The door to the side was pushed open, and a cold, stern face suddenly appeared beside him.

Fan Luokui, who lived next door to Ye Yuchan, was also taken aback when she saw Ye Yuchan's tired face.

It was at this moment that Ye Yuchan noticed a faint blue light flashing behind Fan Luokui.

Just as she was about to get a better look, Fan Luokui's voice forced her to turn her gaze back.

"What's wrong? Why are you out at this hour?"

"No... I'm just a little bored and wanted to go for a walk."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Yuchan decided not to reveal her true purpose.

After all, Yunping might have gone out on business...

"A little stuffy?" Fan Luokui's expression flickered with evasiveness for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal. "Is it because you're not used to the bed here?"

"Yes." Ye Yuchan couldn't deny it. "I had a nightmare."

"Since you can't sleep, then cultivate. The time you spend cultivating will be enough for you to get through this night."

After Fan Luokui finished speaking, she turned her back. At this moment, Ye Yuchan peeked out again, but no longer found that strange blue light.

Has he been taken into custody?

As the girl was thinking this, Fan Luo Kui's words came to her ears again, "Don't walk around too much at night. If you want to see the scenery of the inner three palaces, I can take you there in the morning."

Ye Yuchan did not respond immediately. After hesitating for a while, she parted her lips slightly.

However, the question remained unspoken.

She let out a sigh of relief, noted down Fan Luokui's unusual behavior, and then silently returned to her room.

After Ye Yuchan left, Fan Luokui also breathed a sigh of relief. She gently stroked the storage ring on her right hand, and a spark appeared in her eyes.

Those were sparks of hatred...

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The next few chapters will be a little less exciting, it's for the sake of the plot, you all understand~

93. Coincidences are often accompanied by...

"So, you didn't come to our Northern Ice Palace just to see me, did you?"

The fifth floor of the Palace of Judgment is the master's bedroom.

This is the bedroom of one of the strongest members of the Inner Palace and one of the holders of the highest power. In principle, it would be impossible for anyone to enter this place without any communication.

After all, trespassing into a palace is not a big deal, but trespassing into the palace master's palace, one of the three inner palaces of the Northern Ice Palace, is a matter of life and death.

However, Yunping didn't care about any of that. Right now, he was sitting in the rocking chair he had made himself, drinking some wine and chatting with the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him.

Fang Qingzhu is 573 years old this year, with the peak of the Void Transformation stage, only one step away from becoming a Saint.

The former Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace, who lived in the Snow Cold Palace for over a hundred years, could command respect from the entire Desolate Heaven Domain with a stomp of her foot.

Such a dignified figure—now happily sucking on a pineapple-flavored lollipop, his eyes crinkling into crescents as he smiled at Yunping.

"That's what you say, but as soon as I arrived at the Inner Palace, I came to find you immediately, didn't I?" Yunping felt a little guilty under her gaze. "As for other things, there are indeed some."

"Looking for Yin Hanxue to rekindle their old flame?"

Yunping rolled his eyes and went up to give Fang Qingzhu a slap on the head, saying, "What are you thinking about all day long, you little kid?"

Fang Qingzhu covered her head with a grin. She hadn't felt this way in over five hundred years. "I'm not a child anymore. I'm over five hundred years old this year, okay?"

“Is over five hundred years old really that old?” Yunping glanced at her, toying with the stick of a lollipop in his hand. “In my opinion, you’re still a minor.”

"If someone else had said that to me, I would have frozen them into an ice cube and thrown them down from here by now."

A wicked smile crept onto the young man's lips. "You? I'm not bragging, but even if I gave you another five hundred years and you became a saint, you still wouldn't be able to touch a single hair on my head."

That sounds incredibly arrogant—saying that a Saint-level expert couldn't even scratch a hair on your head... I doubt anyone would believe that.

The problem is, the person who said this was Emperor Wen, who was renowned throughout the three great celestial realms five hundred years ago and is now the second immortal in all of history—

Fang Qingzhu chuckled; even she couldn't refute Lao Yun's words.

Changing the subject, Yunping also began to ask Fang Qingzhu questions.

"Hey Little Bamboo, why did you only serve as the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace for such a short time before stepping down? I remember that the Palace Masters here usually serve for four or five hundred years."

"This is pretty simple." Fang Qingzhu sat casually on the stool directly opposite Yun Ping, her slender legs spread apart without any elegance. "I just don't want to be one anymore."

"You don't want to be one anymore?" Yunping was surprised.

Fang Qingzhu, of course, knew Yunping's surprise, and said calmly with a smile, "So you're allowed to be carefree and unrestrained, but I'm not allowed to be petty?"

"I've been the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace for a hundred years, and I'm tired of it. It just so happens that my disciple is very talented, so I was thinking of passing the position to her. I didn't expect Xiao Kui to be so promising. She broke through to the Void Realm in just a few decades, so I passed the position of Palace Master to her."

"So you're just tired of this and want to rule from behind the curtain?"

"That's roughly the idea, but I'll only rule from behind the curtain and won't be involved in politics."

Fang Qingzhu's meaning was clear: she had done all the fun she wanted to do and all the things she was supposed to do, and now she just wanted to quietly curl up and be a lazy bum.

This idea is not much different from that of the current rogue Yun Ping.

They really are siblings...

But then again—

Yunping keenly caught a word in Fang Qingzhu's words.

"Xiao Kui?" Upon hearing the name Kui, Yunping subconsciously thought of a certain captain of the trial team.

Fang Qingzhu rolled her eyes at him. "The one you don't know is a genius female disciple who joined our Northern Ice Palace long after you left. Her name is Yang Xinkui."

Speaking of her former favorite disciple, Fang Qingzhu's face was filled with regret. "This girl's talent was actually higher than mine, and she was extremely tenacious. If it weren't for that accident... she might have been able to reach the Saint realm."

"An accident?" Yun Ping frowned. "Is there really anything in this world that could cause an accident to happen to a cultivator at the Void Transformation stage?"

“There are many such incidents, but they happened in recent years. I really don’t remember how long ago.” Fang Qingzhu also felt quite regretful when she mentioned this incident, and her originally cheerful mood became somewhat melancholy. “That accident directly took Xiao Kui’s life… To be honest, no one expected it.”

……

An accident that caused the death of a powerful figure who was close to becoming a saint?

Various degrees of natural disasters flashed through Yunping's mind, but in the end, they were just natural disasters. Unless the Heavenly Dao directly intervened, killing a Void Realm expert would be extremely difficult.

He lowered his head in thought, slowly tapping the table beside him with one hand.

After a moment, he asked, "Little Bamboo, can you tell me the specifics?"

"It's nothing new, just a case of going astray in cultivation."

"Obsessed?"

"Yes, at that time, Xiao Kui was at the peak of the Void Realm, and she was just one step away from reaching the Saint Realm. However, because she had failed to break through once before, her body had become extremely weak."

"At that time, someone attempted to harm Xiao Kui's daughter by poisoning her with an extremely painful toxin. Given Xiao Kui's condition at the time, she was unable to save her daughter."