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

Fan Luo Kui lay on the ground, her pale golden pupils gleaming with disbelief, tears welling in her eyes, her face a picture of despair and tragic beauty, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitching incessantly.

"Father, you really..."

Perhaps they felt there was no turning back.

The man who had enjoyed the throne in the Arctic Palace for three years slowly raised his head, his face, which seemed to have suddenly come to a realization, carrying a faint trace of sadness.

He looked at his daughter and saw his own reflection in her timid and unfamiliar eyes.

—In a sorry state.

"Yes."

He admitted it.

The words were extremely bland, devoid of any self-reproach or remorse.

It's as if they're telling a very ordinary story.

“I poisoned you, Luo Kui. I also disrupted the guidance of your mother’s spiritual energy when she was forcibly breaking through, causing her to suffer a qi deviation. I also lied to you, making you believe that Yin Hanxuebing did all of this.”

“Father…you really…” Fan Luo Kui bit her lower lip, tears streaming down her face. She shook her head, desperately denying it all. “No, Father, you’re so kind, how could you…”

"Kindness?" Fan Dongyin glared at Fan Luokui with icy eyes, then took out the blood-red bead from his storage ring.

The blood bead, as large as a palm, contained the essence of thousands upon thousands of people surging and churning within. The stench of blood that wafted wildly through the deep ice cave made Ye Yuchan and others, who had never seen a blood spirit artifact before, feel a nausea and their minds become somewhat confused.

This is a bead containing countless lives, concealing unspeakable death cries and enough blood to fill half a city.

Staring at the Blood Spirit Artifact, Fan Luo Kui was stunned. This might be the sword that shattered the last line of defense in her heart.

A sword called deception and betrayal.

Even so, you still think I'm kind?

Fan Dongyin stroked the blood spirit artifact as if he were touching a fine work of art.

His gaze gradually left Fan Luo Kui. Clearly, he cared more about the Blood Spirit Artifact he had spent three years crafting than about his daughter.

"How ridiculous. The traces I've painstakingly tried to erase for three years have still been found. I thought I was being careful enough..."

“You are quite cautious.” Yunping did not refute this point. “You can tell from the fact that you deliberately sent someone to test us that you do have some brains.”

Fan Dongyin looked at Yun Ping in surprise, finding himself increasingly unable to understand this young man. "You even managed to get past me when I was testing your Eastern Capital..."

"I don't think those rich kids would happen to be there by chance. But that foolish young master seems to be being used as a pawn. That scholar-looking guy surnamed Xu is probably one of your men."

"Xu Pan is one of Fu Lao's informants."

"Hmm." Yunping smiled and nodded. "Looks like my intuition was pretty accurate."

Fan Dongyin shook his head. "Your judgment is astonishingly accurate, and it can't be explained by intuition alone."

Yunping was not happy at all in the face of Fan Dongyin's praise.

He had seen many schemers and ambitious people like Fan Dongyin in his life. Some succeeded, some failed. He had helped some of them, and perhaps he had been used as a pawn. Perhaps he had also been lucky enough to avoid the wrong choices. But in any case, he had seen far too many people like Fan Dongyin.

Every single one of them is like that... both pathetic and hateful.

Yunping shook his head, gradually dispelling the memories in his mind, and looked at Fan Dongyin again.

"So, have you chosen to surrender?"

Before answering your question, I also want to ask you a question—

Unexpectedly, Fan Dongyin raised his head, a faint smile appearing on his otherwise expressionless face.

That fleeting smile sent a strange shiver down Yin Hanxuebing's spine from not far away. Normally, she hadn't felt this way in a long time.

The other party doesn't seem to have completely given up; there's still something that could threaten a half-immortal level being.

Yunping seemed very interested in his question. "Go ahead and ask. I'm quite curious what kind of questions you'll ask at a time like this."

"A problem you might have overlooked."

"Oh?"

The old rogue frowned. He believed all his deductions were in accordance with the facts. If there was anything he hadn't considered...

There's only one left.

Fan Dongyin turned her head and her gaze fell on someone with an extremely pale face, as if she wanted to see something in her.

"Before the incident three years ago, Lord Yin Hanxuebing had been staying in the Deep Ice Cave and had never come out. According to you, unless Lord Yin Hanxuebing left the Deep Ice Cave, I would have had no chance to poison him."

"Then what I want to ask is, why do you think I would know that Yin Hanxuebing was leaving the Deep Ice Cave, or rather... why do you think I would know that someone was hunting down Lord Yin Hanxuebing?"

really.

As expected, that was the problem.

In fact, Yunping did not overlook this crucial issue, because Yin Hanxuebing's personality was practically synonymous with homebody. She wouldn't happen to leave during the days when Fan Dongyin planned to poison her, since she would never leave the house for decades. Unless something forced her to leave.

That's the [Hunter].

Unwilling to let a certain mysterious "hunter" succeed, Yin Hanxuebing specifically sought out the Black Dragon King of the Blackwater Abyss, asking him to help graft her double pupils, which contained most of her original power.

That's how Lin Yuan got her double pupils.

The whole process took many days, during which Fan Dongyin completed his plan.

Why is it such a coincidence?

Do not--

"This is no coincidence."

Before Yunping could answer, Fan Dongyin spoke first.

He raised the Blood Spirit artifact in his hand high into the air, and frantically poured the chaotic spiritual energy in his body into it!

Yin Hanxuebing seemed to sense that he was about to do something crazy, but before she could stop him, the terrifying pressure of the head of the Three Thousand Great Daos fell vertically from the sky.

God's way! God's way!

This time, it no longer appears as a third force like the Heavenly Dao, but rather becomes the most dazzling presence on the battlefield!

A golden light pierced through the top of the deep ice cave and landed vertically on the blood spirit artifact. Its majestic power surged like lightning and thunder, and in an instant, all living beings in the Northern Ice Palace submitted to it.

That's the power of Heaven! A power that rivals even that of a half-immortal!

boom!

The deep ice cave began to shake violently. This palace of silver, cold snow and ice was simply unable to withstand the judgment of the heavens and could collapse at any moment.

"He's gone mad! He's gone mad!" Yin Hanxuebing couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "He's attracted the Heavenly Dao..."

"The Way of Heaven?!"

Although it wasn't their first time encountering the Heavenly Dao, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue still felt a tremor in their hearts upon seeing its furious pressure.

The top floor of the deep ice cave had long been pierced by the Heavenly Dao. Above the sky, the azure color had vanished, leaving only endless majestic gold and a touch of crimson that seemed to symbolize slaughter and bloodshed in the sky, as terrifying as a god descending to earth.

They saw golden lightning mixed with colorful clouds, and the crimson light seemed to tear the sky apart, slowly writhing across the heavens.

next moment--

The crimson light, enveloped by golden thunder and colorful clouds, suddenly burst open, revealing an eyeball in the sky that was too dazzling to look at.

That enormous eyeball seemed to be the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, and at this moment it was staring straight at the direction where Yun Ping and the others were.

"The Crimson Blood Bead from ancient times... huh."

Looking at the enormous Heavenly Eye in the sky, Yun Ping's lips curled up. This really is an exaggerated era; even the vicious magical artifacts from the era of the Martial Emperor have appeared.

Only such a vicious magical artifact could possibly provoke the judgment of Heaven.

Moreover, it is the most terrifying of all the divine punishments – the Heavenly Obstruction Thunder.

Theoretically speaking, even a half-immortal would be crippled if struck by that kind of blow.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the Heavenly Dao has drawn out its full power by the Crimson Blood Pearl. Basically, if the entire Heavenly Obstruction Divine Lightning were to come down, the entire Northern Ice Palace would be razed to the ground.

"It seems you're not only clever, but also discerning." Fan Dongyin hovered in mid-air, half of his body visibly swallowed by the Crimson Blood Pearl. His ferocious face grinned with a sinister smile as he stared at the young man. "Originally, I didn't want to use this magic artifact given to me by that senior. I only intended to use the Crimson Blood Pearl to absorb Yin Hanxuebing's soul, but I didn't expect your appearance to disrupt my plans."

Yunping didn't bother with this guy's nonsense and clenched his fist. "So you're not going to surrender, are you?"

"It seems you only know about the Crimson Blood Pearl, but not about this Heavenly Punishment." Fan Dongyin scoffed at Yun Ping's words. "Don't even mention you, even the ultimate being behind you probably wouldn't be able to leave here alive."

Yinhanxuebing did not answer.

She stared intently at the Heavenly Dao above the sky. Indeed, if it was a heavenly punishment of this magnitude, her chances of surviving would be extremely slim.

However, there was no sign of worry on her elegant and beautiful face.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense and get this over with. I need to wake up our Yuan'er. It's been so long since I've seen her, I really miss her."

Yun Ping yawned and pointed at Fan Dongyin, whose body was becoming more and more distorted and resembled a demon. "I'm giving you a chance now. Tell me the name of that senior you mentioned, and I might choose a dignified way for you to die."

He was quite curious to know the name of the pursuer.

I just don't know if he knows that person.

"Want to know that senior's name?" Fan Dongyin automatically ignored Yun Ping's last sentence. In his opinion, this was just a dying rant. "Telling you won't hurt, but you won't believe it anyway."

"Go ahead and say it. You're going to die soon anyway, so if you don't say it now, you'll never have another chance."

"Ha, still stubborn even when facing death."

Fan Dongyin glanced at Yun Ping with disdain. No one could possibly survive a heavenly punishment of this level. Although he could preserve his soul with the help of the Crimson Blood Pearl, he would be in this inhuman, ghostly state from now on...

But it's all worth it! As long as I can survive!

He never considered that his only biological child would also die under this divine punishment.

But so what? As long as I'm alive, I can have as many children as I want, whether they're daughters or sons!

"Hey, are you going to say it or not? I'm waiting for you to tell me and scare me."

Yunping stood still, regardless of the raging winds and the overwhelming power of the heavens.

His legs remained still, his dead fish eyes hung high, and he picked at his ears without any regard for appearances, striking an impatient pose.

Fan Dongyin sneered and continued what he had just said.

"In that case, listen carefully. The senior who lent me a helping hand was the one who was thought to have died many years ago—"

"Emperor Wen! Emperor Wen, Xuan Lei!"