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

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After leaving the fifth floor of the Judgment Palace, Yunping went straight back to the interrogation room on the second floor.

To be honest, he could imagine how Ye Yuchan must feel since he hadn't gone home all night without even saying goodbye...

Without realizing it, Lao Yun suddenly felt a little afraid to face his two disciples.

Because he's like a man sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet someone else, with two girls waiting at home... God knows if he'll be forced to kneel on a washboard.

There's always this feeling of him cheating on his two wives with someone else?

Wait! What nonsense am I thinking!

Standing in front of the interrogation room, Yunping silently patted his cheeks before pushing the door open.

crunch--

Unsurprisingly, he was met with two serious, delicate faces that hinted at anger.

Ye Yuchan sat on the bed with her legs crossed, her cold gaze slashing at Yun Ping's thin body like an axe. Unsurprisingly, if looks could kill, Yun Ping would be dead by now.

Zhang Ruoxue's gaze was also filled with dissatisfaction and anger, but her dissatisfaction seemed to be not because of herself, but more like blaming Yunping.

Even the thick-skinned old rogue felt a little guilty under the terrifying gaze of his two female apprentices.

He scratched his head.

This is a big problem.

He tried to force a smile, revealing an incredibly guilty, fake grin. "Oh... ancestors, you're all here?"

"You still know how to come back?"

As soon as Ye Yuchan opened her mouth, she uttered the standard lines of a young wife.

However, Yunping had no time to complain about the incredibly abrupt sense of déjà vu at the moment, and awkwardly replied, "Ahem, how could I not know I was back? I came back early this morning."

"Hmm... is this why you left us here for the night?"

“You two, one cultivating and the other sleeping, I thought it shouldn’t be a big problem, so I went out for a bit.” Yunping tried to explain, “I just went to take care of some things.”

"Have you thought about what would happen if something unexpected happened?" Zhang Ruoxue couldn't help but interject.

"Uh... I left a spell here. If anything unexpected happens, I'll rush back immediately."

"..."

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue exchanged a glance and fell silent simultaneously.

Judging from what that old rogue said, it seems he was quite well-prepared for going out for one night and not coming back.

For a moment, the two seemed to suddenly find no reason to blame Yunping.

This old rogue seems to be quite cautious in his actions—if he cheats on his wife in the future, there will definitely be no evidence to prove it.

"Ahem!" Ye Yuchan coughed coldly, her eyes filled with displeasure as she looked at Yun Ping. "You old rogue, you know I had a nightmare last night?"

"Had a nightmare?" Yunping was taken aback, thinking to himself, "So what if you had a nightmare? Were you possessed by a ghost?"

"No way!"

"So what if you have nightmares? It's not a big deal, is it?"

"No... I had a nightmare, and when I woke up, you were gone, and then I..."

Yunping blinked, seemingly unable to grasp the logic of Ye Yuchan's words at all. "So what?"

I miss you.

*Pfft*—Hot steam rose from above Ye Yuchan's head.

Ye Yuchan, now transformed into a steam princess, blushed and lowered her head deeply, not daring to meet Yun Ping's deep black eyes.

I missed you after having a nightmare... How could I possibly say something like that?!

"Ugh……"

Zhang Ruoxue slapped her forehead. What she wanted to blame Yunping for was simply that he hadn't spent enough time with Yuchan.

This girl's dependence on Yunping is off the charts. Although she appears incredibly strong on the surface, she is actually extremely fragile inside.

As for Yunping, the person involved, he was completely bewildered.

What's going on? Who am I? Where am I? What happened to my little cicada?

In the end, it was Zhang Ruoxue who stepped in and eased the awkward situation.

"Um, teacher, although you did nothing wrong by going out in the middle of the night and having a backup plan, isn't it a bit inappropriate to leave without telling us?"

"Hmm—that seems to make sense." Yunping nodded thoughtfully. "I think I should leave you guys a note or something."

“Right?” Zhang Ruoxue smiled slightly, then asked, “In that case, why don’t you make an exception and accompany us this once, teacher?”

"To accompany you?"

Zhang Ruoxue's eyes narrowed to slits, her tone full of threat, "What, you don't want to?"

Yunping dared not say no to his apprentice now. "Yes, yes, of course I'm willing. But what do you want me to do with you?"

Instead of replying to Yun Ping immediately, Zhang Ruoxue cast a meaningful glance at Ye Yuchan.

Ye Yuchan, who had just been steaming, suddenly came to her senses and took out a light brown drawing from behind her.

Yunping glanced at the map.

Moreover, judging from the layout, it should be a map of the inner three palaces.

Noticing Yun Ping's puzzled look, Zhang Ruoxue continued, "This was given to us by the captain of the previous trial team. She had something to do today and went to Xuehan Palace to see the Palace Master."

—She went to see her father.

Yunping silently noted this down, but his doubts remained unresolved. "So, you want to..."

Ye Yuchan spread out the map and placed it in front of Yunping, pointing her slender finger to a certain area on it.

It was an incredibly bustling commercial district and the most important economic hub of the Inner Palace.

Upon seeing the word "business," Yunping knew he was likely to spend some money today.

It involves relationships with girls, business, and you have to keep them company...

The answer is obvious.

Zhang Ruoxue smiled calmly, a hint of cunning gleaming in her eyes.

"Come shopping with us."

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The editor is currently on vacation and will be moving these chapters from the side stories to the main story in a while.

95. Affairs within the Snow Cold Palace

Snow Cold Palace.

"Palace Master."

The woman lowered her head humbly, knelt on her left knee, and the scabbard at her waist gently rubbed against the unique azure patterned floor tiles of the Snow Cold Palace.

Sixteen enormous icicles, symbolizing majesty, were neatly arranged on both sides of the hall. Looking up along the gray-white steps, a solemn figure sat on the throne, his domineering gaze, capable of suppressing mountains and rivers, slowly lowered.

The man raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, and his words, which sounded like a half-smile, echoed in the empty hall.

“I have said that when it is just the two of us, there is no need to call me the Palace Master.”

“This is proper etiquette, Palace Master.” The girl kept her head down and would not raise her head until the Palace Master gave the order. “It is also the rule of the Northern Ice Palace.”

"..."

The man was silent for a moment, then his thick hands gripped the intricately carved dragon heads on either side of the throne, supporting his imposing imperial body.

Hey.

The emperor's footsteps fell heavily on the floor tiles.

Step by step.

Like the sound of a great bell, it kept echoing in the woman's ears.

Finally, he stood before the woman, his large shadow obscuring her kneeling, delicate body.

An unquestionable, solemn voice gave her the order.

"Get up."

"Yes!"

The orders of the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace are absolute.

The woman slowly raised her head, and the coldness in her gaze towards the outside world involuntarily softened the moment it met the emperor's tall figure.

If the other members of the trial team saw this, they would surely think they were dreaming.

Known as the princess of ice and snow, the captain of the trial brigade, she also has such a gentle side.

Fan Dongyin reached out with satisfaction and gently stroked Fan Luokui's beautiful cherry-colored hair, a faint smile on his lips.

"The audience ceremony is now complete. You no longer need to address me as Palace Master, right?"

"Mmm," Fan Luokui murmured softly, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Only in his presence would Fan Luokui behave like an ordinary girl.

She tilted her head back and gazed at those eyes that seemed to possess boundless magic—like her own, they had a pale golden arc encircling the pupils.

I vaguely remember that a long time ago, Fan Dongyin said that this was the eye of an emperor.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Father……"

Fan Luo Kui softly called out to the emperor, her tone so gentle that it was hard to believe she was the same Fan Luo Kui.

Fan Dongyin's smile grew even brighter. He patted Fan Luokui's head, and the latter immediately became like a well-behaved kitten, enjoying his caress.

"Luo Kui, how have you been these past few days?"