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

The old man smiled calmly upon hearing this, and the spiritual energy in the center of his palm surged out instantly. He flashed in front of the three of them, and the pressure of a Nascent Soul stage expert was fully unleashed. The terrifying pressure alone made Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue unable to even activate their spiritual roots.

"Excuse me, everyone—"

He gave a fake apologetic smile, just as Ye Yuchan had expected.

"Since Yin Hanxuebing's death, a scapegoat must be found. Coincidentally, Lady Yin Hanxuebing has also been hiding from the pursuit of [a certain being] recently. Her sudden death will not be unacceptable to the world."

"And you are truly unfortunate."

Yes.

Fan Dongyin's sudden change of heart was because he thought of the scapegoat.

Originally, they should have found some other people to be scapegoats, right? But the three of them just happened to run into the line of fire.

Am I going to die?

No, it won't happen.

That old rogue, that old rogue is still around!

Ye Yuchan exerted all her strength to turn her head under the terrifying pressure and look at Yun Ping beside her.

He didn't move, not even a flicker of emotion. Under this terrifying pressure, he seemed completely suppressed, unable to move an inch.

"Why……"

He kept saying that incomprehensible thing.

Even Ye Yuchan was stunned. She never expected that the old rogue, who was always so reliable at crucial moments, would not make the slightest move now.

Where exactly is he—

boom!

My thoughts were interrupted.

The old man, grinning maliciously and ready to reap the lives of the three, was suddenly pinned to the ground by a fleeting shadow.

His head was completely embedded in the ice, and blood spurted out instantly, but it was frozen into ice in mid-air by the bone-chilling cold.

"Excuse me--"

A woman with a graceful figure, an elegant and dazzling woman, a woman covered in blood.

Yin Hanxue slowly withdrew her hand from the old man's head, and smiled slightly under the horrified gazes of the surrounding crowd.

Immediately, she appeared with an absolutely stunning, fairy-like face...

When he spoke, it was a male voice.

That was the voice of that old rogue.

"Our lovely female apprentice can't be touched by a stinky old man like you!"

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I overslept again.

117. Detective Lao Yun

"What's wrong? You look so dumbfounded."

Yin Hanxuebing—no, the guy with Yin Hanxuebing's face, speaking in the tone and voice of an old rogue, casually stepped on the old man's back, one hand on his hip, looking nonchalantly at Ye Yuchan, who was dumbfounded in front of him.

Ye Yuchan felt as if she had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, her brain buzzing. The shock of the scene before her was no less than the arrival of the end of the world.

What is that?

What's going on?

What should I do?

Just after Ye Yuchan was completely bewildered, someone seemed to notice the strange looks from those around them and sighed helplessly.

"Are you guys too stupid, or is my acting too convincing?"

Someone silently raised their hand, and a dim blue light instantly filled the entire deep ice cave. In that instant, which blinded everyone, the person's figure underwent an unexpected transformation.

Your bulging chest gradually flattened, your pert and round buttocks slowly tightened, and your entire body shape expanded slightly. Your flowing blue hair lost its vibrant color, becoming shorter and thicker, while a touch of jet black appeared on both your hair and eyes.

In fact, the whole process was just like Sailor Moon's transformation. The reason Lao Yun used such bright light was to conceal this bizarre transformation process.

After a while, the light faded.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

An artificial entrance sound effect has appeared!

"Two...two teachers?!"

Zhang Ruoxue hadn't reacted yet. The moment she saw Yunping appear, she felt her worldview collapse.

What? Can a teacher be in two places at once?

"No, how could that be?"

Compared to Zhang Ruoxue, Ye Yuchan was much calmer.

She pointed expressionlessly ahead at the guy who had just transformed from Yin Hanxuebing into Yun Ping.

"This is obviously real..."

Yunping was still standing on the back of the unconscious old man, in a rather exaggerated pose—his left leg was raised high, his right middle finger and thumb were placed together in front of his face, and his body was leaning over, making a pose that was neither human nor ghost.

Alright, no need to look anymore, this guy is definitely Yun Ping himself.

Aside from the old rogue himself, no lunatic would create his own entrance sound effects, nor would any lunatic perform such bizarre actions.

Ye Yuchan immediately recognized that the Yunping in front of her was the real Yunping, so the one beside her...

Yunping, who was completely bewildered from beginning to end and could only say "Why..."

Perhaps sensing Ye Yuchan's doubts, "Yunping" beside him gave a helpless bitter smile, sighed, and then turned his body slightly around.

Compared to Yun Ping's dazzling brilliance, her transformation process was much simpler, as if she were performing close-up magic. In the blink of an eye, Yun Ping's appearance was discarded, and in its place was Yin Hanxuebing's beautiful face that could make even women fall in love.

Yes—the two have swapped places.

Yun Ping smiled as he looked at Yin Hanxuebing, whose face was now extremely gloomy and whose eyes were filled with endless sorrow. "How was my acting?"

"...Not bad." Yin Hanxuebing responded weakly, "Indeed, even Kui'er was fooled."

"Now you should believe me, right?"

Yin Hanxue glanced sadly at Fan Luokui, who was slumped on the ground with her mouth agape in surprise, and gently shook her head. "Given the current situation, I can't help but believe it even if I wanted to."

If it had been some time ago, she would never have believed such a thing.

That's right. Yunping's disappearance wasn't to scare their little Yuchan at all. He secretly found Yin Hanxuebing and told her his thoughts.

[Your disciple and the current Palace Master are very likely trying to assassinate you using your own power. I suspect that the person who killed Yang Xinkui three years ago was almost certainly the current Palace Master, Fan Dongyin.]

Do you think I'd believe you if you said something like that?

I know you won't believe it, and if I were in your shoes, I wouldn't believe it either. Well then, let's give it a try.

[Give it a try? How about it?]

[Let's switch identities. You go back to the team in my place, and I'll wait here in your place. We can share vision, and we only need to coordinate our performance with each other's telepathic messages.]

[...Do you really believe your guess is correct?]

[Eighty percent—my guess is eighty percent accurate, but if your apprentice really did assassinate you…]

"100%".

In the deep ice cave, Yun Ping turned around, gazing at Fan Dongyin and his daughter who stood there in the distance, a faint smile on his lips.

"I am 100% confident that Yin Hanxuebing is definitely not the murderer who killed Yang Xinkui three years ago, nor is he the murderer who poisoned Fan Luokui three years ago."

……

Fan Dongyin remained silent, the shock in his eyes slowly subsiding, replaced by endless anger and hatred.

We were so close to success when this kid suddenly popped up!

My own plans, my own great cause, are clearly within reach!

"Young man, are you determined to stop me?"

He placed his hands behind his back, and terrifying spiritual energy appeared in his palms. However, he deliberately concealed his aura so that no one would notice the slowly accumulating spiritual energy.

Yunping smiled, squatted down without any regard for his image, pointed a finger, and tilted his head. "What do you mean by obstructing? Didn't you say you wanted to avenge your dead wife? Since I said Yin Hanxue Bing wasn't the murderer of your wife, then you don't need to seek revenge anymore, right?"

"Why should I believe the words of a mere junior, which are without any evidence?!"

"Now you know how to present evidence?" Yun Ping grinned. "Then why didn't you present evidence when you assassinated Ji Zhi on a whim? Tell me, what evidence do you have that Yin Han Xue Bing is the murderer?"

Fan Dongyin snorted coldly, "That poison, which can only be cured by a Saint, is something only she can cure in the entire Northern Ice Palace. Only she had the opportunity to be so close to my wife. It would have been so easy for her to poison my daughter silently, and then she left without a word, forcing my wife to break through her cultivation barrier and suffer a qi deviation! Who else could have done that but her?!"

Yunping looked at him, a hint of disdain flashing across his eyebrows.

"And you too."

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Fan Luo Kui, in particular, completely trusted her father. Every word Fan Dongyin said was an absolute command, and she always believed that her father would not lie to her and was absolutely right.

That's why, when she heard Yunping say those words, the anger in her heart caused all the meridians in her body to work wildly.

She got up from the ground, her anger surging as she tried to vent it on Yunping.

"Don't meddle."

It's just a very ordinary sentence.

As if commanded by a god descending to earth, Fan Luokui was frozen in place.

He couldn't move his hands or feet, and his spiritual energy was frozen solid, unable to budge an inch no matter how he tried to activate it.

The young man didn't even glance at her before his indifferent words fell like a judgment once again.

"Kneel down and wait for me."

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