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

"Great! Absolutely great!" Fang Qingzhu squinted her eyes in satisfaction as she savored the sweetness spreading in her mouth, but she didn't forget to complain, "But if you really eat the Abyss Fear Ice, won't you just die?"

"Probably not." Yunping actually started to seriously consider the matter. "At most, it'll just be a bit of an upset stomach or something?"

Having received the answer she expected, Fang Qingzhu looked at the pudding in front of her and sighed silently.

She knew that Yun Ping was incredibly capable, but she had to admit that rashly accepting a disciple who possessed the terrifying ice of the abyss was not a good choice.

Although Fang Qingzhu didn't know much about Abyss Fear Ice, she had at least heard of its name.

Furthermore, they also know some of the past about the Abyss Ice.

—That is one of the top five in terms of the degree of harm among the twenty-one extremes.

Historically, there have been three creatures possessed by the Abyss Ice.

The first two ultimately died on their way to being completely eroded by the Abyss Frost, becoming nourishment for the Abyss Frost. Their souls were eternally enslaved by the Abyss Frost. Unless the Abyss Frost was directly erased, the origins of their souls would continue to wander in the abyss of pain and despair.

The third one was briefly integrated with the Abyss Fear Ice. He possessed extreme power and became a powerful being at the half-immortal level. However, because the Abyss Fear Ice had such a negative impact on people's emotions, he became the embodiment of despair. His brutal killing desires raged in the Kun Tian Domain. In the end, it was only through the alliance between the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace and the Emperor Pavilion that he was barely managed to kill him.

It can be said that from the moment they are possessed by the Abyss Ice, the possessed person embarks on a path of despair.

Fang Qingzhu looked at Yun Ping again, her tone extremely serious, "So you knew how terrifying the Abyss Ice was, yet you still decided to take that girl in?"

“My acceptance of apprentices has nothing to do with her background, her existence itself, the monster inside her body—those boring and meaningless things.”

Yunping's answer came out almost without thinking.

"As long as I choose a disciple, I don't care if she's Abyss Ice Frost or Abyss Pudding. If she's the latter, I'll devour her; if she's the former, I'll suppress her. There's always a way to deal with it."

Fang Qingzhu looked at him with a serious expression. "Are you so sure?"

Who do you think I am?

The young man's words left Fang Qingzhu's mind momentarily blank.

She quickly came to her senses and found the young man in white, dressed as white as snow, wearing a confident smile that seemed to symbolize truth.

That smile... it's exactly the same as that legendary smile from hundreds of years ago.

"It seems I was overthinking it." Fang Qingzhu gave a wry smile. Since Emperor Wen himself had said so, what else could she do?

She hesitated for a moment, then continued to put the pudding in her mouth. The smooth pudding spread a sweet aroma in her mouth, sweeping away the troubled mood of the Palace Master of the Judgment Palace. Her expression was as if she had discovered a new world.

The young man was quite satisfied with this. He hadn't let anyone else try the pudding yet, and he was worried that it wouldn't suit the tastes of the inhabitants of this world. It seemed that he was overthinking it.

“By the way…” Fang Qingzhu changed her previous serious demeanor and shifted her position in a very casual way, adopting an extremely inelegant but comfortable sitting posture. “What did you ask me to come here for?”

"Before?" Yunping was a little confused.

"So, what was it you wanted to ask me again?"

After Fang Qingzhu reminded him, Yunping remembered.

He hadn't approached Fang Qingzhu in the first place so that she could watch his two disciples fight. In fact, analyzing Zhang Ruoxue's compatibility with the magical artifact, he was enough on his own; there was no need for Fang Qingzhu to appear.

His purpose in approaching Fang Qingzhu earlier was not primarily to inquire about a certain matter, but rather to look at the new magical artifacts.

An incident concerning Fan Luokui and Hu Xiaolin.

After considering the order of the questions, Yunping weighed the options in his mind and finally decided to ask a former captain of the Snow Shadow Team first.

"What I wanted to ask you is, you should know the name Hu Yingluan, right?"

"Hu Yingluan..." Fang Qingzhu frowned in surprise. She hadn't expected Yun Ping to mention this name at all. "I know, what's wrong?"

Fang Qingzhu's behavior convinced Yunping that Xiaozhu really knew something about Lao Hu, so he immediately asked, "Hu Yingluan used to be the captain of the Snow Shadow Team, so he must have worked under you, right?"

"You knew about this?" Fang Qingzhu hadn't mentioned the existence of the Snow Shadow Team to anyone else. She nodded. "It's a secret organization that originated from our Judgment Palace. Although they worked under me, they mainly worked for the Grand Palace Master."

"The Grand Palace Master?"

At this moment, the logic and reasoning in his mind overlapped, and the general outline of the event appeared in Yunping's mind.

But that's just speculation in the end. Without any factual evidence, speculation can only be speculation.

"Yes, but it's worth mentioning that the Snow Shadow Team disbanded three years ago."

"Three years ago?"

Fang Qingzhu casually uttered words that shocked Yunping: "It just so happened that it was the time of the change of palace master. After Fan Dongyin took over as palace master, he secretly disbanded the Snow Shadow Team. According to him, the Snow Shadow Team was a team of assassins. With his skills, he was enough to keep the North Ice Palace stable. It would be better to liberate the members of the Snow Shadow Team from darkness and killing."

Yunping stroked his chin with amusement. "From what I've heard, this palace master is quite kind."

“Yes.” Fang Qingzhu had no objection to this and instead echoed, “Fan Dongyin looks simple-minded now, but he is actually very shrewd. When he was pursuing Xiao Kui, I was initially against it, but after seeing how hard he tried, I thought about it and gave him a chance. Now it seems that it was the right decision.”

The old rogue smiled meaningfully, offering no comment.

"So why are you asking this?" Fang Qingzhu asked curiously.

Yun Ping waved his hand mysteriously, not revealing his thoughts. "It's nothing, just asking casually. By the way, the previous Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace died three years ago?"

"That's about right. At that time, Lord Yin Hanxue Bing suddenly left the North Ice Palace for some reason. I guess the person who poisoned her took advantage of that and that's why they targeted Xiao Kui's daughter."

"I see."

Yunping knew everything that happened afterward.

In order to prevent his daughter Fan Luokui from dying from poisoning, the previous master of the Northern Ice Palace forcibly broke through to the Saint stage. Although he did save Fan Luokui, he died afterward due to qi deviation.

Her husband, Fan Dongyin, shouldered all the pain and responsibility during this critical moment and was eventually elected by everyone to become the current Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace.

Unfortunately, the person who poisoned the body has still not been found.

It was at this moment that Yunping seemed to suddenly think of something, and the images of Hu Xiaolin and Yu Bainiao suddenly popped into his mind.

By the way, if it really is as I think—

"Little bamboo".

Yun Ping spoke, looking at Fang Qingzhu, whose lips were covered in pudding and who was busy licking it clean, "I'm asking you, did you keep in touch with those members of the Snow Shadow Team after that?"

"Huh? Why are you suddenly asking this?" Fang Qingzhu didn't react for a moment.

Never mind all that, just tell me.

Fang Qingzhu never expected Yunping to suddenly show such a serious expression. Under Yunping's gaze, she slowly put down the pudding can in her hand.

She coughed lightly, and her expression gradually became serious.

"As for contacting them, I haven't... but I heard they've all gone to live in seclusion elsewhere."

"Seclusion?" Yun Ping frowned slightly; he had already realized that something was wrong.

"Little Bamboo!" he called out his younger sister's nickname.

Fang Qingzhu was taken aback. "Ah... what's wrong?"

"I need a list of the members of the Snow Shadow Team that disbanded three years ago."

"Give me every single one, without exception."

107. Hu Xiaolin's Injury

night.

The interrogation room was filled with an indescribable oppressive atmosphere as always. The two beautiful girls' ethereal and cold gazes swept back and forth over the young man, their scrutinizing eyes seeming to want to see through his unfathomable soul.

Under the watchful eyes of his two female apprentices, Yunping felt no joy whatsoever. Instead, he sat on the wooden stool, sweating profusely, as if he had done something wrong, with his hands placed obediently on his thighs.

Only these two beauties could make Emperor Wen, who lived five hundred years ago, show such an incredibly awkward expression—

“That… Ruoxue…”

"Hmm?" Zhang Ruoxue turned to the side, her head drooping slightly. Beneath her black bangs, her beautiful blue eyes gazed ahead. "Teacher, are you going to start making up some nonsense stories again?"

“What do you mean by ‘again’…” Yunping couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. “We’re talking about accurate and true events, which have absolutely nothing to do with the word ‘fabricated’.”

Zhang Ruoxue smiled sweetly, but there was a hidden teasing meaning in that smile. "Then... Teacher, can you tell us why you disappeared for most of the day and didn't come back until late at night?"

……

*gulp*—swallowing saliva.

Yunping didn't intentionally not want to come back, nor was he like some little bamboo who was so engrossed in gambling that he forgot about home. To be honest, he went out this time for serious business.

After Fang Qingzhu told Yunping the complete list of the Snow Shadow Team, the highly efficient Yunping immediately searched through the names on the list one by one.

And indeed, things turned out just as Lao Yun had predicted.

He coughed lightly, considering whether he should tell the two what had happened.

After a while—

Yunping looked at his two female apprentices, who seemed about to reprimand him, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Actually, it's nothing serious... I just went out for a stroll and met up with a few old friends."

—In the end, they still didn't reveal the whole story.

After all, he wasn't 100% certain yet, so he should treat it as a relatively accurate inference for now.

"Meeting friends?" Ye Yuchan wrinkled her nose, then nimbly pounced on Yun Ping's side and sniffed. "Then why does it smell of alcohol?"

"Uh...you know, men, when they haven't seen each other for a long time, they have to drink together."

"Really? Then why—"

Ye Yuchan's expression turned extremely dissatisfied for a moment. She hugged her rather ample breasts and scrutinized the old rogue in front of her.

Why do you smell of cosmetics?

Yunping: "..."

It's not that Yunping went out to fool around with Nvlian! It's just that a member of the Snow Shadow Team went to a restaurant after leaving the team, and he happened to go in to investigate!

Although I did call a few female companions to drink with me... and I did touch their plump, bouncy buttocks a few times.

Speaking of which, our Yuchan's nose is incredibly sensitive! How come we never noticed it before...?

Yunping awkwardly turned his head away, "Well... there's really no special reason..."

"Oh? Is that so?" Ye Yuchan's face darkened, and her cheeks puffed out unhappily. "You've been out fooling around, haven't you!"

"This line, which sounds like it's from someone catching their partner in the act, feels so familiar..."

"Humph!"

Ye Yuchan snorted coldly, crossed her legs, and struck a pose as if she didn't want to pay any attention to Yun Ping.