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

The higher one's cultivation level, the stronger one becomes. Since its founding, the Jiang family has been doing everything in its power to find ways to rapidly improve one's cultivation level, and the facts have been telling them all the time that they are right.

Otherwise, how could they have risen from a small Guardian-level family to the Heaven-level family realm with such unstoppable momentum? Doesn't this prove that their path forward is the most correct one?

But this young man has now denied the culmination of countless years of accumulation by the Jiang family. Jiang Huaru will never change her inner beliefs because of the young man's few words.

A biting wind swirled rapidly around Jiang Huaru as she stared intently at Yun Ping.

What facts are you stating?

"A fact that will let you know that cultivation level is by no means the most important thing on the path to immortality."

Yun Ping coldly flicked his sleeve, showing no intention of explaining further to Jiang Huaru, and instead steered the conversation elsewhere—

"The once-a-decade Battle of Ten Thousand Sects, if I remember correctly, will be held in the territory of the Lantian Empire in two months. Although the Battle of Ten Thousand Sects only exists in the Desolate Heaven Domain, I think you people from the Extreme Heaven Domain should know about it, right?"

"A battle among countless factions, huh..."

Jiang Huaru's expression was solemn; she had already guessed what Yunping wanted to show her.

—The so-called "Battle of Ten Thousand Sects" is, as its name suggests, an event in which all sects and factions within the Desolate Heaven Domain can participate.

It's called a conflict between sects, but to be precise, it's a struggle between disciples of different sects.

Anyone who excels in the battle of the myriad factions will not only gain the appreciation of the royal family of the Lantian Empire, but will also receive abundant rewards of elixirs and magical artifacts. Furthermore, the emperor will be present, and if one is favored by the emperor, it is not impossible to be granted the title of king or marquis.

In several rounds of fierce competition among various sects, as many as ten people were granted the title of king or marquis. These kings and marquises had the power to directly govern their vassal states, had abundant resources for cultivating immortality, and their wealth and power were the envy of many.

Jiang Huaru knew about the battle of the myriad factions not only because it was the grandest event in the Desolate Heaven Domain, but also because of her Jiang family.

That's right. The Jiang family actually participates in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition every ten years. The Jiang family itself is one of the six extremes of the Extreme Heaven Domain, with great strength. It is not difficult for them to send a few disciples to the Desolate Heaven Domain for training.

As for how to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition, which is only open to sects in the Desolate Heaven Domain—the Jiang family usually temporarily assigns some outstanding disciples to certain small sects; to put it bluntly, it's just a nominal arrangement.

The Lantian Empire could only acquiesce to this, after all, the other party was a giant of the Jitian Domain. Even if they had the strength to fight the other party, the monarch of the Lantian Empire was not an idiot. Why would he fight the other party for no reason?

"You want a child to participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Schools?"

Jiang Huaru guessed Yunping's thoughts; in fact, this was the only possibility.

Yun Ping nodded as expected, then patted Jiang Yuetian, who was standing beside him in a daze as if waking from a dream, and said, "It's not just Xiao Jiang, but most of my disciples have to go too."

"Oh?"

Jiang Huaru casually glanced at Ye Yuchan and the others. Apart from Fan Luokui, who surprised her somewhat, the other three looked ordinary and unremarkable. Even if they participated, they would probably just be there to make up the numbers.

Thinking of the experience the Jiang family had given their disciples in the competition, Jiang Huaru smiled calmly, "You don't necessarily think that my child's cultivation level is enough to enter the Lan Ranking, do you?"

"What, you don't believe me? Then let's look at the facts."

Yunping lifted his foot, placed one foot on the stone table, grinned, and his lips curved into an exceptionally confident smile, as if he was certain that he would never lose.

He glanced at Jiang Huaru's cold face and said, "Then how about this? I'll make a deal with you. If Xiao Jiang doesn't make it onto the Lan Ranking in this competition of ten thousand sects, your Jiang family can decide how he ends up."

"But if he gets in, sorry—"

In an instant.

Zhang Qi, a man dressed in white, had a pair of deep, dark eyes and jet-black hair.

Upon meeting Shun Jin's gaze, Jiang Huaru felt an uncontrollable, bone-chilling cold surge from the depths of her soul. In a daze, her aura suddenly became ethereal, and her dejected consciousness seemed to be bound by countless shackles, about to be dragged into that dark abyss.

Suddenly.

Suddenly, she regained consciousness, shook her head slightly, and stared at the young man in front of her with slightly dazed, hazy eyes. All the previous illusions disappeared as if they had never existed.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the young man's calm words reached her ears.

"Only I can decide where my disciple goes!"

These words, spoken with such conviction, sent a violent tremor through Jiang Huaru's already somewhat bewildered mind.

But she maintained the aloofness befitting a member of a Heavenly-level family, her face a deep purple-blue, and she gripped the hem of her dress tightly.

After a long pause, she spoke coldly.

"Since you are so certain, I will say no more and let the facts speak for themselves."

"of course."

Yunping raised an eyebrow and then slightly curled his right index finger.

crunch--

The gates of Yuntian Academy suddenly opened.

Jiang Huaru took a deep breath. She could tell that the young man's meaning was very clear—

see a visitor out.

"Humph!"

She snorted disdainfully and walked heavily toward the gate of the courtyard house.

However, before she could completely step out the door, she turned back, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she looked at Jiang Yuetian in the distance.

She hesitated for half a second before her lips moved slightly.

"I'm waiting for you to show me, Tian'er."

"Oh, right—"

Before Jiang Yuetian could react, Yun Ping seemed to remember something important.

He turned his head with a wicked grin, shook his index finger at Jiang Huaru twice, and spoke in a frivolous tone, just like a thug.

“I forgot to tell you, Miss Jiang.”

"what?"

"I suggest you take your two little tagalongs back to the Jiang family as soon as possible, otherwise I'm worried they might not live past tomorrow—after all, I don't like having someone watching me all the time."

……

A tagalong?

Ye Yuchan and the others exchanged bewildered glances; they hadn't seen anyone following Jiang Huaru.

What is that old rogue talking about?

Jiang Huaru, on the other hand, was first taken aback, then looked puzzled. Her face turned pale, and she turned and left quickly without saying a word.

boom!

She quickly closed the courtyard gate, and after taking only a few steps forward, she was so horrified by the sight before her that her soul trembled violently.

Two figures, stained crimson with blood, lay silently in pools of blood. Their limbs had been twisted beyond recognition by some unknown person, their bones were shattered, and even the magical artifacts they used for protection had been reduced to dust.

"Who hurt you like this?!"

No one answered her.

Jiang Huaru's expression changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to check their vital signs—in addition to the severe physical injuries, their souls had also been torn open. Such a terrifying injury meant that even if their bodies were healed, they would probably become mentally impaired!

Did he do it...?

Jiang Huaru subconsciously thought of the frivolous young man in the academy, and gritted her teeth.

When did he make his move...? I was standing right in front of him the whole time, and I saw his every move. Theoretically, he couldn't possibly have taken action to deal with the two Jiang family guards that I had placed outside the courtyard.

And the way it was done so decisively and efficiently is truly astonishing.

"Who exactly is that young man...?"

Jiang Huaru turned around and gazed at the peaceful and tranquil little courtyard, her restless heart unable to calm down for a long time.

62. 360-degree, all-around, no-blind-spot, all-weather hellish training

After Jiang Huaru left, Jiang Yuetian, who had maintained a subservient and cowardly posture, finally dared to raise his head. Even so, his trembling and weak legs and still pale face betrayed his unsettled state of mind.

Jiang Yuetian was genuinely afraid of Jiang Huaru.

It wasn't because the other party's realm was higher than his own or their power overwhelmed him; the fear he displayed seemed to have been deeply rooted for a long time, imprinted deep in his soul.

This kind of panic, which comes from the depths of one's soul, is extremely difficult to resist.

Jiang Yuetian bit her lower lip, a look of guilt appearing on her beautiful face.

"Teacher... I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"This is no big deal."

Yunping waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to do that.

"Besides, it's not really your fault. The Jiang family has been arrogant and self-willed for more than a few years. In fact, most families in the Extreme Heaven Domain are like that."

Yunping had long been accustomed to this, which is why he did not build the courtyard house in the Extreme Heaven Domain.

The wealth and power of the Extreme Heaven Domain are too great. If one does not join a family to seek protection, a pure independent will only attract endless trouble, and prejudice and targeting will be inevitable.

Back when Yunping was still Xuan Lei, he disliked the behavior of the families in the Extreme Heaven Domain and even had a grudge against one of the Heaven-level families.

Otherwise, it should be the seventh realm of the Extreme Heaven Domain, not the sixth.

Putting the painful past behind him for the time being, Yunping slowly sat down, his lifeless, dead fish eyes gazing up at Jiang Yuetian, who was still full of apologies.

—This kid has always been calm and quiet, with a relatively reserved personality. Right now, he's probably still blaming himself for the mess he made.

"Alright—" Yun Ping leaned lazily against the stone table, propping his cheek with his right hand and tossing peanuts into his mouth with his left. "Instead of wasting time sitting here blaming yourself and spacing out, you should be thinking about how to get into the Lan Ranking."

“The Lan List…” Jiang Yuetian’s lips twitched, and his eyes suddenly turned disappointed. “If the Jiang family and other families come, I might not be able to get into the Lan List.”

"You're really good at boosting others' morale while undermining your own—"

Just as Yunping was about to say a few more words, a petite and charming figure came running over from the side.

"Teacher~"

Lin Yuan and her four female disciples finally stepped out from their roles as bystanders and came to stand in front of the two.

The little girl skillfully darted into Yunping's arms, her petite body twisting and turning a couple of times to adjust to the most comfortable position. She sat on Yunping's lap, obediently resting her hands on his knees.

Yuan'er tilted her head back, stared at Yunping's chin, and asked curiously.

"Yuan'er has a question—Teacher, what is this Lanbang you mentioned?"

"The Lan Ranking..." Yun Ping wrapped his arms around the little girl and laughed, "The Lan Ranking is a list that only the top ten Lan-level disciples from all sects can enter. The so-called Lan-level disciples refer to sect disciples who are at or below the Kaiyuan stage and above the Huafeng stage."