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

He uttered two words lightly, and the spear that had been knocked away seemed to be summoned, suddenly stopping in mid-air. Then, carrying a chilling aura, it pierced his back from behind the third puppet.

At the same time, a fierce, icy aura condensed on the three azure rings at the tip of the spear, as if it were about to freeze everything!

Faced with Jiang Yuetian's close-quarters combat in front and the deadly spear thrust from behind, the No. 3 puppet, unable to adjust its position in mid-air, seemed to be in a completely passive position.

From the very beginning, Jiang Yuetian did not want to simply decide the outcome by throwing spears.

Rather, the current situation is exactly what he wanted to see.

"good."

Yunping's assessment of Jiang Yuetian's actions on the field was so simple it was heartbreaking.

"But that's not enough."

In the blink of an eye—

That was a scene that Jiang Yuetian had never expected. The third puppet seemed to have frozen time and space. The stick in his hand was like an impenetrable iron gate. He casually swung it twice and knocked away the cold spear that came from behind. He even hit Jiang Yuetian on the forehead with the stick.

The terrifying force caused Jiang Yuetian's consciousness to suddenly sink into a daze. In an instant, he and his magical spear were hammered into the ground.

Quiet.

Duan Chenxi stared dumbfounded at the number three puppet slowly descending within the magic circle, too shocked to speak.

For a fleeting moment, she even thought Jiang Yuetian was about to win.

How could this happen so suddenly...?

"Hey! Are you cheating?! Your apprentice is about to win!"

Naturally, he turned his attention to Yunping beside him.

The young man in white innocently spread his hands, squatted down, touched Xiao Leizi who had just finished his afternoon nap and whose eyes were still sleepy, and said without turning his head: "What do you mean by almost winning? We're still far behind, okay?"

"With Xiao Jiang's skill level, it would definitely take him seven or eight days to kill this puppet. Before that, he should prepare to be beaten every day."

"You...you're abusing your disciple!"

"Yes. I didn't say I wasn't abusing them." Yun Ping, adopting a roguish attitude, chuckled shamelessly: "Which powerful cultivator wasn't tortured along the way? If you want to become someone of high status, you have to endure hardship. You need to understand this principle."

"Humph……"

Duan Chenxi snorted coldly, then seemed to have thought of something.

She stared at Yunping with a look of horror on her face and asked loudly, "Is Sister Luo Kui also...?"

"Hmm." Yunping had no reason to hide anything from her. He calmly took out a five-hundred-year-old dragon bone from his storage ring and fed it to Xiao Leizi, saying, "She's probably already questioning her existence by now."

"What?!" Duan Chenxi glared fiercely at Yun Ping, her words slurred, "You...you actually abused Sister Luo Kui too! You'll be punished for doing this!"

"The retribution I suffered was far greater than you can imagine."

While stroking Xiao Leizi's soft fur, Yun Ping casually looked at Duan Chenxi, who was full of anger: "Little girl, when I fought with those old bastards from the Heavenly Dao, your ancestors hadn't even been born yet. If we're talking about retribution, those old bastards made me suffer a lot."

Heaven's will? That old bastard?

What is all this nonsense?!

Duan Chenxi shook her head. After listening to Yun Ping's words, she was now 100% certain that the young man in white in front of her was a madman.

What about the Way of Heaven? In history, only Emperor Wen ever directly confronted the Way of Heaven, and he died without leaving a trace!

This guy actually dared to say such things, and not only that, he kept abusing his apprentice. This kind of behavior can only be described as madness!

Duan Chenxi gave him a cold look and said, "Keep daydreaming, I'm going to find Sister Luo Kui!"

"Go ahead, but I have something to tell you—"

"What is it?" Duan Chenxi turned around warily, as if afraid that Yun Ping would do something to her.

The old rogue naturally wouldn't have any designs on her; he didn't like this kind of sharp-tongued loli, and our Yuan'er was much cuter.

He reached out and pointed to the huge, semi-transparent cube-shaped magic circle, saying, "This magic circle I set up will only disappear at dusk, or when they defeat the puppet. It's still early before dusk. If you go there now, all you'll see is your sister Luo Kui getting beaten up."

"A magic array?"

Duan Chenxi glanced at the seemingly uncomplicated formation and immediately smiled.

"Hmph, I am one of the top array geniuses in the entire empire. With an array like this that you set up, I can easily break it completely."

Yunping helplessly spread his hands, "Fine, since you've said so, then I'll wait for you to bring your sister Luo Kui back safely."

"I mean what I say!"

Seemingly taking Yun Ping's words as a provocation, Duan Chenxi felt a surge of anger and resentment. She gritted her teeth, stared ahead, and turned to leave with heavy steps.

"Just you wait! I will definitely help Sister Luo Kui escape the clutches of you, you sadist!"

With such resentful words, Duan Chenxi's petite figure slowly disappeared before the clouds.

However, less than two minutes later, the latter came back with a flushed little face.

Watching Duan Chenxi walk past him without daring to utter a word, Yun Ping asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you back again?"

Duan Chenxi glared at Yun Ping with displeasure, then lowered her head and whispered.

"I...I took the wrong turn...I thought Sister Luo Kui was in the front yard..."

—It seems she's not only arrogant and sharp-tongued, but also a bit silly.

81. Dinner, dinner

Night fell.

A beautiful woman in a snow-white cheongsam walked slowly with heavy steps towards the center of the courtyard.

The bright moonlight spilled onto the vermilion tablecloth, and the once empty stone table was now laden with delicacies that rivaled even the most sumptuous Manchu-Han Imperial Feast.

The dazzling array of dishes exuded a rich and mellow aroma. Looking around, there was a wide variety of meats and fish, and many dishes that Jiang Yuetian had never seen before were also served.

Each dish was like a delicacy, and just one glance at the plating, with its perfect color, aroma and flavor, was enough to make one's mouth water. Even Jiang Yuetian, who had tasted many rare dishes at the Jiang family's restaurant, couldn't help but drool.

In fact, even cultivators at the Spirit Palace stage can survive for a long time if they do not eat or drink for several days.

After all, spiritual energy is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is perfectly normal to use the energy of heaven and earth to nourish oneself. Many powerful beings who have been in seclusion for many years in order to break through use this method to ensure that their physical body is not damaged.

However, this is the same principle as injecting glucose; delicious food can better relieve fatigue and tension.

—Especially after being tortured for a whole day.

"call……"

Jiang Yuetian found an empty spot and slumped down.

The dining table in front of him was shaking loudly. He weakly raised his eyelids, looked around, and realized that he seemed to be the last person to arrive at the table.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ruoxue, Ye Yuchan, and the others... were already wolfing down the food on the table as if they hadn't eaten for three days.

"Little Jiang, you're here?"

Suddenly, the white-robed youth's teasing words came from behind. Jiang Yuetian turned around and met the youth's dead fish eyes full of laughter.

Yunping was wearing a snow-white apron and carrying a bowl of fragrant fish soup. She slowly placed this eye-catching main dish in the center of the stone table.

"Teacher, this is..."

"I did it."

Before Jiang Yuetian could finish asking, Yunping replied with a smile, "You all look tired after a long day, so I'll make you something nice to eat so you can relax a bit."

"I see……"

Jiang Yuetian let out a long sigh of relief. He raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who had no regard for her image.

Zhang Ruoxue—as a tough woman who once cursed her fellow disciples with foul language and even cut off her arm with a sword to sever all ties, her table manners were clearly the worst.

However, Jiang Yuetian could see that almost all of Zhang Ruoxue's bones had suffered some degree of wear and misalignment, her left arm muscles were severely deformed, and there were countless other large and small injuries.

Even though she was wolfing down her food, beads of sweat were still forming on her forehead.

—I guess it's because they can't properly use chopsticks to pick up food that they eat so voraciously?

the other side.

Fan Luokui's eating manners were obviously more relaxed, but this time she did not choose to use her right hand, which she was used to, to hold the chopsticks, but instead chose her left hand, which she was not familiar with at all.

She awkwardly manipulated her chopsticks, trembling as she picked up a few green vegetables. Only after she calmed down did she begin to eat slowly and carefully.

As for why she doesn't use her right hand—

The answer was simple. Jiang Yuetian could tell at a glance that Fan Luokui's right hand meridians had been completely twisted and torn by the shock. Unless she used her spiritual energy, she would not be able to move her right hand at all.

Looking at the junior sisters in front of him, Jiang Yuetian gasped, and after a moment he couldn't help but sigh.

"Everyone... has worked very hard."

"How can it not be tough! This guy's training is completely unreasonable!"

The little guy stood on the stone bench and poked his head out.

Duan Chenxi looked at Fan Luokui, who was struggling to adapt to holding chopsticks with her left hand, with heartache, while her fierce gaze was fixed on the white-shirted youth not far away.

Upon hearing this, Yun Ping turned around and smiled, "What, are you going to argue with me again? I remember you said you would break my formation before that, didn't you?"

"Ugh!" Duan Chenxi trembled and quickly pulled her head back, stammering, "I... I wasn't ready this morning. When I'm ready tomorrow, I'll definitely break your formation completely!"

"is it?"

Yunping didn't take the girl's words to heart at all, and just smiled faintly: "Then I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

"Humph!"

In reality, Duan Chenxi had absolutely no confidence.

She had tried dozens of methods during the day to break the cube-shaped magic array set up by Yun Ping, but no matter which angle she tried to solve the array from, she could not shake the seemingly simple and ordinary magic array in the slightest.

This was unbelievable even to her, who considered herself one of the top array formation geniuses in the empire!

It looks so simple and not complicated at all, but when you actually try to solve the formation, you find that it seems to have no flaws at all. It is a completely flawless and unsolvable formation!

That's why she witnessed Fan Luokui being pinned to the ground and beaten by Puppet Number Four, without even the slightest chance to fight back.

Watching Fan Luokui get up again and again, only to be knocked down again and again.

This cycle continued until evening fell, the formation disappeared, and puppet number four returned to the size of a palm. Only then did Fan Luokui stop her attack.