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

So tired, going to watch the game now~

101. Sherlock Holmes is now online!

"Why is it this question again? — Do people nowadays like to interrogate you as soon as you meet someone? They start asking me who I am after only three sentences..."

Yunping has a severe stomachache.

Ever since he left the courtyard house, countless people have wanted to know his identity.

Originally, they could have lived peacefully in the courtyard house, casually raising their few apprentices with status and background, pointing them out when they were confused, and that would have been their job. But now, they're busy with all sorts of things and even have to have their household registration checked.

That's not even the most frustrating part—

The main problem is that even if Lao Yun (Old Yun) revealed who he is, nobody would believe him!

Even now, the only people who truly trust him are Ye Yuchan, and the eldest and third brothers who know Yun Ping's true identity. Aside from those three, anyone who hears Yun Ping claim to be Emperor Wen would likely feel only one thing—

fart.

"Hey sister, I'm really nothing special. Like you said, I'm just a young master from a small family."

"I do not believe that a young master from a small family can take my knife from me."

Fan Luokui still harbors resentment about this matter.

Her blade has been sharp for over a decade; since she was a child, her blade has been much faster than those who practice swordsmanship.

But her swift longsword strike, which everyone was praising, was easily countered by a young man who suddenly appeared.

She also said her knife was too slow—

A coldness gradually spread across her calm, beautiful face, and an icy look, like that of a thousand-year-old ice, appeared in Zhang Ruoxue's eyes.

Yunping knew she had doubts about what happened in the secret realm, so he could only agree, "Alright, alright, I'm not a young master from a small family, I'm a young master from a large family, okay?"

"I can hear the perfunctory tone in your voice." Fan Luokui's voice sounded just like a emotionless robot puppet.

“I can see that you’re determined to get to the bottom of this.” Yunping was getting impatient. Although he had some free time, he didn’t want to waste it. “But I won’t answer whatever you want to ask. That’s my privacy.”

Fan Luokui narrowed her eyes; the entire interrogation room was filled with the smell of gunpowder about to explode.

Her right hand suddenly gripped the hilt of the sword. This was the starting stance for the Snow Condensation Slash. Once her five fingers tightened around the hilt, it meant that a burst of spiritual energy would likely erupt in a burst of sparks.

And a blade flash as swift as lightning.

The woman's tone carried a hint of threat, "You won't answer me... does that mean you won't answer me either, what was your purpose in taking the Silver Frost Flower from me?"

"Silver Frost Flower?" Yun Ping tilted his head, feigning confusion, looking exactly like someone hearing the term for the first time. "What Silver Frost Flower?"

Fan Luo Kui frowned, meeting those incredibly deep black eyes, now filled with confusion. "It's the flower you took from me before, called the Silver Frost Flower."

"You've got it wrong, haven't you?" Ye Yuchan interjected at this moment, her expression extremely unfriendly, yet tinged with a hint of surprise. "Wasn't the flower we took earlier called 'Desolate Mountain Snowflake'?"

Fan Luokui was startled—could there be a mistake?

The fact that the snowflakes of the desolate mountain are actually the Silver Frost Ice Flower is a hidden secret. Basically, only those who know about the existence of the Silver Frost Ice Flower can access this knowledge.

Otherwise, most people would only know that it is the Snowflake of the Barren Mountain, but would not know that it is a part left over from when Yin Hanxuebing transformed into human form, let alone know that the Snowflake of the Barren Mountain is the publicly known name, and its real name is Yin Hanbing Flower.

Is there a mistake?

--have no idea.

Throughout her life, Fan Luokui has examined many criminals and met many liars. Without exception, when they told lies, they all experienced a subtle moment of inner turmoil. Her sharp, sword-like eyes were enough to help her find their flaws in a very short time.

That being said...

I can't see it.

I can't see anything.

From the young man's eyes, Fan Luokui saw only pure confusion and bewilderment, without the slightest sign of stunned or distracted movements. His eyes remained fixed on her without any fear.

Moreover, Ye Yuchan looked exceptionally serious. Although her eyes trembled slightly, her doubts still seemed somewhat genuine.

—What happened?

Fan Luo Kui took a deep breath, "You really don't know about that Silver Frost Flower?"

"I already told you." Yunping spread his hands, looking like he didn't care whether you believed him or not. "We went there specifically for the Wild Mountain Snowflake. An elder in our family left it there. Coincidentally, we were preparing for an auction and remembered this valuable Wild Mountain Snowflake, so we came here to retrieve it."

That statement was actually half true and half false.

Yunping and the others did indeed come to retrieve the Desolate Mountain Snowflakes, and similarly, these Desolate Mountain Snowflakes were indeed placed in that secret realm by a certain senior.

Yunping hadn't even remembered this, but Hu Xiaolin told him that there was the scent of desolate snowflakes in this secret realm, which made him barely recall it.

He had lived in that secret realm years ago, and he had seen that flower many times, but with the passage of time, Yunping had somewhat forgotten that memory. It was only after returning to the secret realm this time that he remembered what he had once known—

He's done so many stupid things—it's a complete black history!

With his half-truths and Lao Yun's explosive acting skills, he managed to fool Fan Luo Kui, who was skilled at lie detection.

She let out a sigh of relief, her tone slightly dejected. "Well, it seems I was wrong. I probably mistook the thing inside for a Silver Frost Flower."

Fan Luokui said this to give Yunping and the others the illusion that the snowflakes on the barren mountain were not the Silver Cold Ice Flower.

Unfortunately, she was overthinking it.

"Oh, I see. It's alright, it's alright."

Yunping showed no outward reaction, but inwardly he was overjoyed.

It feels so great to fool an innocent young girl!

—Luckily, Ye Yuchan won't know about this thought, otherwise that girl would give Lao Yun another "yellow thought correction punch".

"On another note—"

Yunping seemed to suddenly remember something, and he looked at Fan Luokui with great curiosity.

"I've heard before that you have a close relationship with the Palace Master?"

"Huh?" Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue were both surprised; they had never heard of this before.

Fan Luokui's eyes flickered slightly, but she maintained a calm demeanor. "I did speak with the Palace Master. What's wrong?"

"It can't be that simple, can it? Your relationship with him goes beyond just having communicated."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Fan Luo Kui grew increasingly wary of the unfathomable young man before her. Despite the fact that he possessed no cultivation, he could still make her hands, weathered by time, tremble uncontrollably.

"It's nothing, I just want you to take us to see the Palace Master."

"An audience with the Palace Master?!"

Fan Luokui hadn't expected Yunping's request at all. She thought it wouldn't be difficult and was about to agree when she realized something.

Her father, Fan Dongyin, is currently doing something incredibly important.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fan Luokui directly rejected Yun Ping's suggestion, saying, "The Palace Master needs to go into seclusion during this period, and no one is allowed to see him."

"Seclusion?" Yun Ping's lips curled up slightly. He seemed to have guessed what the palace master was doing. "Then, how long will it take for him to emerge from seclusion?"

"how long……"

Fan Luokui lowered her head and thought for a moment.

"Three days later, I can go with you to see the Palace Master."

It'll be a good opportunity to see what tricks these people are up to, and I can also get that thing from my father.

That most crucial thing.

After discussing everything, Fan Luokui left the interrogation room with a somber expression and returned to her room.

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, who remained in the room, breathed a sigh of relief. Yun Ping was not affected by Zhang Ruoxue's imposing manner, but that did not mean that the two of them were not.

To be honest, Fan Luokui has an extremely strong aura. The intimidating feeling that comes from her imposing face is indescribable. This is probably why Fang Qingzhu made her the captain of the trial team.

"Honestly, thank goodness I was quick-witted... and came out to cooperate with you!"

Ye Yuchan sat obediently next to Yunping, her face covered with beads of sweat from her heart palpitations, but what she really meant was, "Praise me."

Yun Ping smiled faintly, reached out and touched her cute little head, his fingertips stroking her soft silver hair.

Ye Yuchan subconsciously wanted to slap the old rogue's hand away, but the temperature of his palm was too comfortable, and Yun Ping seemed to have a special caressing technique, which made the proud girl hesitate for a moment, and then put her hand down and relax.

Zhang Ruoxue also sat down. Although she hadn't been able to help earlier, she had at least maintained basic silence and hadn't revealed any flaws.

Old Yun sat between his two apprentices, and to be honest, he was quite comfortable.

It was in this quiet moment that Yunping suddenly felt a girl beneath his right palm jump up, her surprised voice bursting into his ear, "Oh, right! I suddenly remembered something!!"

"Remember the trampoline you forgot to throw away last night?"

Ye Yuchan's expression instantly darkened, and the warmth she had felt when she was patted on the head vanished completely. "Teacher, may I ask you to die right now?"

Even Ruoxue couldn't help but complain, "Teacher, can you please stop doing this... Yuchan looks like she's about to say something very important."

"Hiss... Okay, okay, I'll restrain myself." When his two disciples asked him to do so at the same time, Yunping had no choice but to listen to them. "I'll restrain myself, okay? I'll try not to say anything nonsense in serious situations."

Yes, Yunping spoke with such sincerity; his eyes were practically shining with genuine earnestness, almost reflecting light.

But—Old Yun only said he would try his best. If he makes any dirty jokes again, he can just say he couldn't help himself for a moment.

Sorry, but dirty jokes are Yunping's faith. You can defeat Lao Yun's body, but you can't defeat his heart that wants to flirt with girls with dirty jokes.

—Although most people can't even defeat Old Yun's physical body.

This is truly heartbreaking.

"So, my little Yuchan, what have you remembered?"

"I remember, the night you left, I was... well... anyway, I just wanted to go to the bathroom, and I accidentally bumped into that Fan Luokui."

—Actually, I went out because I had a nightmare about Lao Yun in the middle of the night.

But Ye Yuchan would never say such a thing, even if it meant her death.

"And then? She happened to catch her doing it herself..."

"Ahem." Zhang Ruoxue quickly interrupted Yun Ping's next frivolous remarks.

Yunping swallowed back his words helplessly, "And then, what did you see?"