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

Inside the courtyard house.

The woman slightly raised her eyelids, slowly grasped the cup handle with her right hand, sat upright on the stone bench in the courtyard, her back straight, her expression seemingly fixed in a cold and aloof manner, and slowly sipped her light tea.

From the moment she entered the school, the woman seemed to have undergone rigorous training. Her demeanor was reserved, and her expression was somber, as if she were wearing a human skin mask. Apart from speaking when necessary, her facial muscles never moved.

She looked more like a manipulated puppet than a real human being.

Yunping sat opposite the woman, completely unconcerned about the profound and tranquil aura emanating from this extraordinary person. He crossed his legs as usual, but his expression was no longer as roguish and sly as before.

He glanced at Jiang Yuetian, who was standing by the stone table with her head down, looking like a child who had done something wrong, and narrowed his eyes.

"So, you're Xiao Jiang's mother? From the Jiang family of the Extreme Heaven Domain?"

"Jiang Huaru—that's my name."

The woman glanced indifferently at Yunping, who was shaking his leg and showed no trace of his usual demeanor, and frowned slightly.

She had assumed that even if Jiang Yuetian's followers weren't powerful generals who looked down on the world, they should at least be people who knew manners and had excellent conduct. But now that she had lowered herself to talk to this person, he didn't care at all and acted rudely.

In addition, the environment here is too poor, the concentration of spiritual energy is extremely low, and there are no natural treasures, spiritual trees and herbs to nourish it. In her opinion, this is a complete wasteland, and probably only a Wei-level family would choose to settle here.

Jiang Huaru's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her cheeks. Her words carried a cold and aloof tone.

"If I have misunderstood, please do not be offended—may I ask if you are the dean of Yuntian Academy?"

"It's me," Yunping nodded generously.

"I see, no wonder."

The implied meaning of this statement is quite clear.

Only a scoundrel with no class or style would choose such a place to establish an academy.

Jiang Huaru glanced at Jiang Yuetian, who stood beside her, not daring to even breathe, her expression remaining as calm as still water.

She took a deep breath, pushed aside the gray jade teacup on the table, and said bluntly.

"I came here mainly to see my young son, and incidentally—to take him back to the Jiang family."

"Take him back to the Jiang family?"

Yun Ping narrowed his eyes, glanced meaningfully at Jiang Yuetian who had just opened her lips as if she wanted to say something but was hesitating, and smiled.

"I don't object to bringing Xiao Jiang home. After all, the child has been away from home for too long, and it's inevitable that the family will miss him."

"You misunderstand."

The woman's eyes flashed with a threatening light, her expression was icy, and her aura suddenly became extremely oppressive, as if she wanted to overwhelm Yun Ping.

She slowly stood up, crossed her arms in front of her, and spoke to Yunping in an unyielding tone.

"What I mean by taking the child home is to have him leave your Yuntian Academy and return to the Jiang family to cultivate."

drop out.

The four female apprentices, who were gathered in a semi-circle not far away, all trembled in unison. Had the parents come to help their child withdraw from school?!

What happened?

"Oh?"

However, unlike Ye Yuchan and the others who were shocked, Yun Ping, the dean of Yuntian Academy, seemed to have expected it.

He stroked his smooth, stubble-free chin, his dead fish eyes fixed on Jiang Huaru, who looked down at him with disdain.

Yunping had long known this day would come.

Because Jiang Yuetian was not someone he took on voluntarily; rather, it was Jiang Yuetian who came to the courtyard and asked him to take him on as his apprentice!

Moreover, he also knew that Jiang Yuetian was the second young master of the Jiang family, one of the six extremes of the Extreme Heaven Domain and a Heaven-level family!

In terms of status and talent, he is definitely among the top in the Jiang family of his generation. Apart from his older brother who was designated as the next head of the family, Jiang Yuetian can almost sweep everyone else in his generation.

This very person, who had an infinitely bright future and was very likely to become a powerful figure in the Extreme Heaven Domain, whose every move would shake the entire domain, secretly ran away from the Jiang family six years ago, crossed the Heaven Domain, and managed to catch up with Yun Ping at the Sihe Nursing Home.

That's right, Jiang Yuetian—he ran away from home.

Even so, he had already signed an admission notice with Yunping, and Jiang Yuetian was already a student of Yuntian Academy. If anyone wanted him to drop out, they would have to ask Yunping first.

The old rogue chuckled lightly, acting as if nothing had happened, and took out a plate of peanuts, stuffing them into his mouth.

While chewing, he asked Jiang Huaru, "Can I ask for the reason? After all, Xiao Jiang is my student. To make him drop out of school so easily, I need a reason that can convince me."

"reason?"

Jiang Huaru's cheeks grew increasingly cold. She turned her head, her beautiful purple hair fluttering in the breeze. She stared at Jiang Yuetian beside her, who dared not speak, silent and trembling, and said sharply.

"Although my son is not very bright, he was already at the peak of the Spirit Platform stage when he left the family six years ago. Six years have passed, and he has only just broken through to the Transformation God stage. If he were in my Jiang family, he should at least have entered the Opening Yuan stage within six years."

"And this inappropriate Taoist robe, the man's masculinity is actually covered up by this strangely styled Taoist robe, I really don't feel comfortable leaving my young child here."

The heavy, sharp words fell heavily.

Jiang Yuetian's face turned pale. He raised his head, stared at the woman whose anger was barely concealed, and softly advised, "Mother, don't say anymore."

"Shut up!" Jiang Huaru shouted, staring at Jiang Yuetian with a look of disappointment. "If you hadn't left the Jiang family six years ago because you were playing around, how could you have fallen behind your elder brother by a whole major realm? Do you know that your elder brother has already broken through to the peak of the Kaiyuan stage this year? With his talent, it's not impossible for him to break through to the Nascent Soul stage within ten years!"

"On the path of cultivation, the further one progresses, the more difficult it becomes. Originally, you and your elder brother were about the same level, but now, because of your playfulness and being misled by others, there is such a huge gap between you and your elder brother! Do you know that you have wasted a full six years of your life?!"

Hearing her mother's scolding, Jiang Yuetian seemed to want to retort, but the words stuck in her throat because of that face that she had feared since childhood.

He lowered his head in disappointment, looking helplessly at Yunping beside him with a faint smile.

The old rogue caught Jiang Yuetian's pleading gaze, stretched, and stood up from the stone bench.

With his usual nonchalant smile and calm demeanor, Yun Ping gazed at Jiang Huaru, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Is your current patriarch still at the peak of the Void Transformation stage?"

Jiang Huaru responded to Yun Ping with a sharp gaze, showing no fear, "So what if it is?"

"It's nothing. I just think there's a reason why your clan leader hasn't broken through to the Saint level yet."

Jiang Huaru frowned deeply, staring at Yunping with a puzzled expression.

Yun Ping chuckled and said calmly, "Is cultivation level really that important? Your Jiang family focuses too much on cultivating spiritual energy and cultivation level. You don't even understand the principle of forcing growth. You only think about how to raise your cultivation level every day. When you reach the real bottleneck, you die at the last step because you didn't lay a good foundation and didn't have a thorough understanding of the principles of the Great Dao."

"Your clan leader has remained the same for so many years, which proves that the Jiang family—"

He pointed to his head, a teasing remark escaping his lips.

"They're probably all a bit mentally unstable."

"What did you say?!"

Jiang Huaru's anger flared, her hair flying upwards. In an instant, her peak Kaiyuan stage cultivation level erupted, and terrifying pressure was frantically concentrated into a single point, condensing on Yun Ping's shoulders.

boom!

The paving stones beneath the young man in the white shirt suddenly collapsed!

The young man himself, under the pressure of approaching the Nascent Soul stage, calmly yawned and looked helplessly at Jiang Huaru with dead fish eyes.

"What, you don't believe me? Want to fight?"

Yunping stood still, his clothes motionless, his expression unchanged, his face as calm as ever.

It was as if the overwhelming pressure of the Kaiyuan stage cultivator, capable of crushing ordinary cultivators, did not exist.

Ignoring Jiang Huaru's astonished expression, he continued, "Whether you believe it or not, my words are right here: your Jiang family is just the Jiang family after all—to me, the Jiang family, the Gong family, and the Chen family are all the same."

"Don't even think about taking my student away without a reason that's convincing enough to convince me."

Jiang Huaru slowly recovered from her astonishment. She was surprised that Yun Ping was able to ignore her pressure, and there was not a trace of spiritual energy emanating from his body.

It seems the other party isn't entirely useless; at least they might possess some unique magical artifacts.

But Jiang Huaru's pressure did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it swelled and increased dramatically. Her beautiful eyes burned with anger like a raging fire. "Do you know that you are going against the Jiang family?"

“You don’t represent the Chiang family, nor do you represent Chiang Kai-shek’s wishes—and do you think I’m a bad teacher?”

"Heh." Jiang Huaru sneered, "Within six years, you only let my child break through from the peak of the Spirit Platform stage to the Transformation stage. This is a complete waste of my child's talent!"

"Although my son's talent is not as good as his elder brother's, he is among the top in the family. It is not impossible for him to achieve the Nascent Soul stage before the age of forty. Even if he is not as good as his elder brother, he should at least be a pillar of our family!"

“I said—” Yun Ping waved his hand, his chilling gaze fixed on Jiang Huaru, “In my opinion, your Jiang family’s system is no different from farting. The cultivation level that is forced to grow is as good as paper, no matter how profound it is.”

"Is this how you deceived my young child for six years with such baseless accusations?"

"Without any evidence?"

Yunping smiled.

He rolled up his sleeves, crossed his arms, and wore a mocking smile.

"Since you think what I'm saying is baseless and that your family's system is all bullshit, then let's talk about facts, shall we?"

……

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchan, who was not far away, suddenly shivered.

This action surprised Fan Luokui and the others, who quickly looked at Ye Yuchan, whose face had turned pale.

"Yu Chan, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing," Ye Yuchan said with a wry smile. "It's just that I feel like I've seen this scene somewhere before."

Ye Yuchan really didn't know much about the Jiang family, nor did she know their status in the Extreme Heaven Domain, let alone the weight of the woman's words.

All she knew was—

The last person who dared to confront the old rogue and was willing to prove him wrong with facts has now been reduced to ashes.

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