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

"I've told you all so many times, our Xiaoyuchan is not some reclusive master. She's only at the Spirit Platform stage. You can all use your brains to know that a Spirit Platform stage cultivator can't possibly kill a Nascent Soul stage demon beast in one blow, right?"

Yunping really felt that Ye Yuchan had probably kicked the brains out of everyone in the City Lord's Mansion.

They only saw Ye Yuchan pierce through the monster's abdomen and then transform into a shooting star and fly away, but that was just a coincidence.

However, Chen Feng and the others were convinced that Ye Yuchan was a reclusive master. In addition, Yun Ping's previous actions of crippling several branch elders of the Gong family with a few kicks made them even more convinced that Yuntian Academy must be a place where countless reclusive seniors gathered.

So for the next month, they went crazy and sent things to the old rogue and his gang every day, including pills to enhance their cultivation, divine weapons and magical artifacts, and even secret cultivation techniques that were not passed down to them.

All this was to curry favor with Yuntian Academy—

This gave the old rogue a stomachache.

The reason he chose to settle in Jinglin City was firstly because there were many old acquaintances nearby, and he could go to them to chat and reminisce about the past when he had free time.

Secondly, Jinglin City is simply quiet and peaceful.

He never wanted to get involved in the worldly strife again; he just wanted to lie quietly in his courtyard house and watch his apprentice grow up and eventually become a legendary figure.

All he wanted was a peaceful life and to see his favorite disciples have a happy ending.

However, now...

"Dean Yun, I know that the cultivators in your Yuntian Academy are quite low-key in their actions. I am aware of this matter. I, Chen, would also like to apologize for our previous ostentatious gift-giving. We failed to consider your style of keeping a low profile, which was truly our oversight!"

Chen Feng clasped his hands in apology and knelt down, almost as if he were carrying thorns behind his back; otherwise, it would have been a living example of apologizing for his sins.

Chen Feng's kneeling caused the remaining sect leaders to kneel down as well, all looking at Yun Ping with the same reverence one would show to a senior.

"Uh……"

The old rogue's lips twitched involuntarily as he watched Chen Feng suddenly launch into his own internal monologue.

Isn't this guy's imagination a bit too vivid?

Just as he was pondering this, Chen Feng took off the storage ring on his right hand, held it in his palm, and offered it with both hands.

"This is a personal token of my appreciation from Mr. Chen, to repay that senior woman for saving my life!"

Female senior -

This naturally refers to a certain girl surnamed Ye who was regarded as a demon-slaying hero.

What the hell is this senior woman?! You're old enough to be that silly girl's grandfather!

While inwardly cursing Chen Feng, he reluctantly accepted the storage ring and quickly scanned it with his divine sense.

Besides millions of gold coins, the storage ring also contained many pills to enhance cultivation, several high-grade magic weapons, and countless forging and alchemy materials. Looking at it, it resembled a small sect's treasury.

—This city lord is quite generous. Although he had sent many gifts before, Yunping had returned them all. This time, he gave him a big gift package.

"Sigh... never mind."

Thinking that dragging it out any longer wouldn't work, no matter how much he refused, Chen Feng would only think that "the gift wasn't valuable enough to meet the standards of Yuntian Academy," and then the kid would probably try to please him with something even more precious.

He didn't want Chen Feng to cause a scene in the city because of their Yuntian Academy—he wanted to stay in this peaceful and quiet city a little longer.

So, with no other choice, Yunping accepted Chen Feng's storage ring.

"Dean Yun..."

Seeing that Yunping had finally accepted his gift, Chen Feng excitedly stood up from the ground, about to say something—

"Alright, enough with the formalities."

The old rogue rudely interrupted Chen Feng, then impatiently raised his dead fish eyes and said, "I know what you want to say. Unless something serious happens, our Yuntian Academy will not leave Jinglin City, and of course, we will not get involved in the affairs of your Jinglin City."

"Of course, we will not stand idly by if Jinglin City is in trouble, but if it involves politics or other trivial matters, we will absolutely not intervene."

Since the other party is so certain that they are some mysterious, reclusive, powerful organization, then let them continue to misunderstand.

This way, Chen Feng and his gang won't have to come knocking on our door looking for trouble.

Hearing Yun Ping's words, Chen Feng did not show any sign of dejection. Instead, a smile spread across his face. "Dean Yun, rest assured, we will absolutely not drag you into any trouble. We only hope that you can lend a helping hand when Jinglin City faces a crisis—"

"Just like this time..."

Yunping silently rolled his eyes at him, waved his hand at him, turned around and said, "That's it. Don't bother us unless it's absolutely necessary. You know, most people around here prefer peace and quiet. If you knock on the door randomly..."

"You'll see what happens."

His tone suddenly turned chilling, and the biting cold frost pierced the souls of everyone present like a sharp sword. They felt their souls, which had been tempered a thousand times, suffer an unprecedented panic, shaking violently as if they were about to burst out of their bodies.

Fortunately, this deep-seated fear lasted for less than half a second before disappearing with Yunping's departure.

Outside the gate, several sect leaders, who were at the top of the power pyramid in the entire Jinglin City, were kneeling on the ground in horror, their clothes already soaked with cold sweat.

In that instant, they seemed to see death itself, and their veins and blood seemed to stop flowing.

Coming to his senses, Chen Feng, panting heavily, exchanged glances with the other sect leaders.

Finally, the eyes, filled with fear, slowly closed, and everyone reached an astonishing consensus, saying in unison:

"Let's go back……"

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Inside the courtyard house.

"call--"

The young man let out a long sigh, his face showing emotion. "Finally, we've gotten rid of these annoying guys who were always getting in our way... Honestly, sometimes I just don't understand their thought processes."

"Yeah, God knows what kind of demon-slaying hero they would have thought of me back then..."

The silver-haired girl was sitting on a stone bench, her fair right hand supporting her chin, her calm eyes fixed on the young man in front of her.

Yunping chuckled, picked up Xiao Leizi, who was fast asleep in a corner, and slowly walked to Ye Yuchan. After sitting down, he placed Xiao Leizi on his lap, letting the little guy continue to dream of gnawing on bones.

He glanced up at the lightning crackling around the silver-haired girl's pretty face and narrowed his eyes: "What, so many days have passed, and you still haven't recovered?"

"It's no wonder they're not going to recover."

As if to prove her point, Ye Yuchan snapped her fingers.

Snapped--

As the crisp sound rang out, several streaks of pale purple lightning erupted from the void, forming a palm-sized ball of lightning in the area where Ye Yuchan snapped her fingers, constantly emitting a crackling sound of electricity.

This is a sequela that Ye Yuchan inexplicably contracted after ascending to heaven.

Bilibili's discharge function.

Actually, it's not exactly a function. To be precise, it's because she hasn't completely expelled all the lightning from the Thunder Pool from her body. Although she has completed a leap of up to a thousand meters and a free fall that was so painful it almost crippled her, being immersed in the Thunder Pool for a long time has resulted in every muscle in her body being filled with lightning.

—That leap, which was almost to the stratosphere, only used up all the lightning element in the meridians.

With his current Little Heavenly Thunder Body, it would probably take some time to digest all of this lightning.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Just digest it more. These lightning elements will also benefit your cultivation of the Lesser Heavenly Thunder Body."

"Heh..." Ye Yuchan sneered, her eyes suddenly turning extremely dark. "I don't know which bastard kicked me and made me like this."

Yun Ping raised an eyebrow. "I'm just helping you cultivate, aren't I?"

"What kind of master would kick their disciple into a lightning pit to train?! You're clearly sabotaging your disciple!"

"I'm teaching you how cruel the world is. Even if I don't kick you, those brain-dead guys who want to rob tombs will kick you down."

Ye Yuchan's lips curled into a sneer, "Isn't that just making excuses..."

Yun Ping smiled shamelessly, deliberately avoiding Ye Yuchan's judgmental gaze, and instead looked at the empty surroundings.

The expected figure did not appear, which puzzled the old rogue.

"Speaking of which, where did the others go?"

"Tsk..."

Seeing the old rogue's obvious attempt to change the subject, Ye Yuchan curled her lip in disdain.

She glanced irritably at the courtyard gate, her tone still tinged with displeasure.

"Senior Brother Jiang should still be in his room consolidating his cultivation. Senior Sister Yuan'er went to the Qin Sect to participate in the assessment for an eighth-level Qin master. Junior Sister Luo Kui seems to have accompanied Ruoxue to the city to find the person you mentioned to retrieve the magic weapon."

"Hmm..." Yun Ping frowned and pursed his lips slightly: "That's not right. Getting a magic artifact should be quick. Why haven't they returned yet?"

"How would I know..."

Although Ye Yuchan said this, she also sensed that something was amiss.

Logically speaking, although this place is not close to Jinglin City, it is not far either. With their speed, they should be able to return within three hours.

It's been almost five hours now, and there's still no sign of them.

Could it be that something has happened in Jinglin City again?

A faint worry gradually appeared on Yunping's face. He tried to sense the magic array on his robe—if anything happened to the two of them, the magic array on the robe would alert him immediately, just like the Jingyuan Village incident last time.

But now, the magic arrays on their Taoist robes are not reacting at all... Theoretically speaking, there probably isn't anyone in this world who can ignore his magic arrays.

what happened?

crunch--

Just as Yunping was about to use his divine sense to search for the two, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open.

The people who arrived were Fan Luokui and Zhang Ruoxue!

"Ok?"

But contrary to expectations, there was a small figure hiding behind Fan Luokui.

She was a pretty little girl with delicate features, wrapped in a worn-out ochre cloak, bare feet, and a pair of bright, round, emerald-green eyes. She looked about the same age as Yuan'er, but there was a hint of aristocratic arrogance between her brows.

This little girl was now huddled behind Fan Luokui, clutching the hem of her red and white shrine maiden's dress, looking around warily and coldly at everything around her.

Fan Luo Kui... went out for a while and brought him back a little girl?

Yunping stood up from the stone bench, looked at Fan Luokui with a complicated expression, and finally sighed with regret.

"Luo Kui, how could you hide such an important matter from your teacher? Look, your daughter is so grown up now, and you—"

"Do you know that this counts as premarital pregnancy?"

"Also, by the way—maybe the father of the child..."

The old rogue paused for a moment, then flashed a sunny smile and asked in a sly manner.