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

Tempted by the relic, Qin Shishi... completely ignored him.

Qin Shishi bent down, smiled at Lin Yuan, and said, "Little Yuan, I'll take this idiot to the art gallery first. Let's reschedule for another day~"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Only Yunping and the others remained standing there, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Little Kite, what is the Art Gallery? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"The Art Gallery is a rather special event in Maple Leaf City. Because the city is very famous for its musical instruments, and recently it seems that the art of painting is also showing signs of flourishing, so this event was organized..."

As soon as Lin Yuan mentioned this, her eyes lit up like little stars. "By the way, teacher, if I remember correctly, the second prize in this year's Art Gallery is an ancient musical score, and it seems to be from the ancient era!"

"Ancient musical scores?" Yunping guessed Xiao Yuan'er's thoughts. "You want to use them to take the exam for an eighth-level qin master?"

"Mmm!" Lin Yuan rubbed her hands together with a grin, looking very expectant. "Yuan'er has wanted to advance to the eighth level for a long time, but I haven't been able to find a suitable piece of music. I've tried all the sheet music you gave me, but I can't play it to the required level..."

If she could play a piece like "Green Porcelain" with such feeling and atmosphere, Yunping would have to call the police.

After all, the music in this world is completely different from the music in their world. The music in this world incorporates a lot of mysterious techniques from the very beginning of its creation. Only by perfectly combining the techniques and mysterious techniques can one possibly bring out the true essence of a piece of music.

For example, Yunping once played "The North Wind Howls," which uses more than three hundred different techniques and spells. It would be difficult for a normal musician to play a complete piece, let alone reach a certain level of mastery.

However, the second place in this art gallery...

Yunping rubbed his chin, glanced back at his four female disciples of varying figures, pondered for a while, and then asked a question.

"Have any particularly urgent matters come up with among you guys lately?"

Ye Yuchan glanced at Yun Ping and suddenly blurted out, "Are you about to ask us again if any of our relatives have come to visit?"

Facing Ye Yuchan's disdainful gaze, Yun Ping retorted righteously.

"...Am I that kind of person? I have absolutely no interest in my apprentice's menstrual cycle!"

"is it?"

It must be admitted that Ye Yuchan's eyes were somewhat sharp.

……

Okay, actually there is a little bit.

Of course I wouldn't say something like that!

Yunping coughed lightly, avoiding Xiaoyuchan's gaze, "Well, since everyone's alright, how about we go take a stroll through that art gallery?"

"And maybe try to get second place or something."

5. Young Master Chen is here again!

Maple Leaf City.

A group of women dressed in thin clothes, all with alluring and seductive appearances, surrounded the young man. His swaggering gait and arrogant demeanor attracted the attention of many people around him.

This wasn't Chen Ran's first time in Maple Leaf City. As the son of the city lord of Jinglin City, he had neither the talent for cultivation nor the ability to strategize. To put it bluntly, he was just an idle playboy who only brought shame to his father.

Especially a few days ago, a major event occurred in Jinglin City that shocked the surrounding tens of thousands of miles.

The two super sects, Tianbei Valley and Leiyu Sect, collapsed overnight. The two sect leaders, both at the Transcendental Stage, were crippled. Even the members of the Dark-level families from the Extreme Heaven Domain were beaten beyond recognition. Several of the chosen ones were also rendered powerless to cultivate.

The reason is that a hidden, peerless sect has emerged in Jinglin City.

Yuntian Academy.

This name is renowned throughout Jinglin City. Almost any sect would tremble at the mention of Yuntian Academy, and even the city lord of Jinglin City is no exception.

In a way, Chen Ran, as the son of the city lord of Jinglin City, is both unfortunate and fortunate.

His misfortune stemmed from his collusion with the chief disciple of Lei Yu Sect in an attempt to attack Yun Tian Academy. The chief disciple, Zhong Tianying, was crippled, and Lei Yu Sect fell from grace overnight.

He was lucky because he didn't become a cripple, and his city lord's mansion wasn't destroyed.

It seems that because of that previous campaign, the people from their city lord's mansion did not take the initiative to criticize the people from Yuntian Academy.

However, Chen Ran suffered quite a bit of physical pain.

He still remembers how his father was so angry when he found out that he had targeted students from Yuntian Academy. His cheeks turned red and then black. It was a rainy day, and Chen Ran remembers it very clearly.

On that very day, he was beaten by his own father so badly that he couldn't get out of bed for half a month.

But now—

"Little Jiu'er, where's my invitation?"

He trembled, wearing a large gold-threaded crown and expensive cloth shoes, surrounded by women, having the time of his life.

Zhong Tianying is finished, but Chen Ran is not!

Be carefree when you should be carefree, and be bold and unrestrained when you should be bold and unrestrained.

"Yes, Young Master Chen~"

The off-shoulder beauty, nicknamed Xiao Jiu'er, gave Chen Ran a flirtatious wink before pulling the pale red invitation card from between her ample breasts.

Chen Ran took the invitation and immediately glanced at Xiao Jiu'er's exposed chest, enjoying the view.

Then, he caught a whiff of the fragrance from the invitation and couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Oh, it's still warm."

"Of course Xiao Jiu'er's body is warm, otherwise how could she warm Young Master Chen's bed tonight?"

A wicked smile suddenly appeared on Chen Ran's lips. He reached out and tapped Xiao Jiu'er's beautiful face. "Not bad, not bad. Your little mouth is quite sweet. Remember to let me experience it tonight."

Xiao Jiu'er blushed and gently pushed Chen Ran, "Oh dear, young master, you're so naughty~"

That's pretty much the state it's in.

He could be said to have forgotten the pain once the wound healed, completely forgetting what happened in Jinglin City.

Now he's started squandering money again, going out to find women for entertainment.

Chen Ran raised his head and glanced at the enormous restaurant standing in front of him, with four large characters clearly written on the sign hanging above it.

Art Gallery

This is our destination.

Chen Ran glanced at the guards from Maple Leaf City standing on both sides of the huge restaurant. They were not wearing heavy armor, but rather wearing elegant Taoist robes, and looked like disciples of sects stationed in Maple Leaf City.

His gaze swept over the cultivators and then peered inside.

The opulent interior decorations and the aroma of wine emanating from the gallery prove that this art gallery is no ordinary place.

In any ordinary place, Chen Ran wouldn't even come!

Chen Ran slowly broke free from the group of beautiful women and approached one of the cultivators who had a welcoming smile on his face, grinning.

"Senior brothers, you're from Maple Leaf City..."

"From the City Lord's Mansion."

"Oh, I didn't realize that..."

Chen Ran was somewhat surprised. In their Jinglin City, the people of the City Lord's Mansion had specific attire and would not wear Taoist robes.

The cultivator seemed to have noticed Chen Ran's confusion and explained, "Our place is different from yours. The City Lord's Mansion is not an independent sect. The disciples are basically selected from other sects, large and small."

"Oh, I see." Chen Ran nodded, then suddenly realized something was off. "Hey, you know me?"

The somewhat thin-looking cultivator immediately smiled. "How could we not know Young Master Chen Ran's name? Besides, you often come to our Tianxiang Pavilion, so it's impossible not to recognize you."

Upon hearing "Tianxianglou," Chen Ran understood, "So you're a regular at Tianxianglou too!"

“Hey, Young Master Chen… don’t say things like that.” The cultivator gave Chen Ran a knowing look and said in a low voice, “I was just going down the mountain for training.”

He's going down the mountain for training, damn it!

He's clearly just being carried away, yet he's talking about it so seriously.

Despite his inner complaints, Chen Ran was quite understanding. For a while, he had also used the excuse of going out to buy materials to deceive his father. As for where he actually went, that goes without saying.

"Speaking of which, Young Master Chen, what brings you here today..."

"Let's join this art gallery." Chen Ran handed the invitation to the cultivator in front of him, his brows full of pride. "I may not be skilled in cultivation, magic, or formations, but when it comes to painting, I'm sorry, the word 'genius' perfectly describes me."

The cultivator suddenly smirked, thinking to himself, "You're really something else; this is the first time I've ever heard anyone praise me like this."

This person's skin is several times thicker than the walls of Maple Leaf City.

He couldn't say what was on his mind, and this cultivator wasn't a ruthless person from Yuntian Academy; he didn't have the ability to confront the son of the city lord of Jinglin City next door.

He took the invitation, and after confirming that there were no errors in the information, he put it away, turned to the side, and made a "please" gesture to Chen Ran.

"Then, Young Master Chen, I wish you the best of luck in winning first place."

Chen Ran waved his hand and corrected, "Hey, don't use the word '祝' (zhù), use '等' (děng) instead."

The cultivator was taken aback; he had never seen anyone so shameless, but he still maintained the most basic smile. "Then we'll wait for you to win first place~"

"That's more like it."

Chen Ran nodded, returned to the embrace of the girls, put his arm around one of their slender waists, and swaggered into the art gallery.

The cultivator who had received Chen Ran watched the纨绔少爷's figure recede into the distance and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"No wonder everyone says that the city lord of Jinglin City is a man of great reputation, but he has a good-for-nothing son."

"Having seen it today, I can confirm that its reputation is well-deserved."

Sighing is one thing, but these are words that can't be spoken openly.

He had just finished talking to himself when he caught a glimpse of several figures walking slowly toward him from the corner of his eye.

Judging from their demeanor, they must have come to the art gallery as well.

But... is today some special holiday?

Why are all these people dressed so strangely?

6. The bet and the new uniform!

Art Gallery.