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

"That monster might be even more terrifying than the Ancient Spirit..."

Gu Ling.

It is an existence on par with the Three Thousand Great Daos, and it also governs a portion of the Great Dao order, having an extremely close relationship with the Twenty-One Ultimates.

They were called watchdogs.

Above the Ancient Spirits, there are two true rulers of the worlds: the creators of the Ancient Spirits, the creators of the Twenty-One Extremes, and the pioneers of the Three Great Heavenly Domains.

Its name is...

Origin.

“You mean…” Yunping subconsciously thought of Kunxuan Origin Ancestor and Hongmeng Origin Ancestor.

Those two old men certainly made him suffer a lot back then.

Chu Lantian sighed, "I don't know. I'm not sure if it's one of the two ancestors, but I don't think so... because if they wanted to do something to you, they wouldn't use such methods."

"That monster seems to be testing us..."

"What are you testing?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

Gradually, Chu Lantian's figure slowly disappeared.

His already translucent body gradually merged into nothingness. He looked at his increasingly dim figure and smiled bitterly.

"My time is almost up, but you've arrived just in time."

Yunping narrowed his eyes, looking at his old friend who had accompanied him through countless lonely years, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He darted forward, about to grasp Chu Lantian's remnant soul's hand, and said solemnly, "As long as your remnant soul is not destroyed, I can still help you."

"No need." Chu Lantian smiled with relief. He brushed Yun Ping's hand away and said calmly, "I've lived long enough. Extending my life would be superfluous."

"Sometimes, isn't death the truly meaningful journey home?"

……

Yunping fell silent. After a moment, he chose to follow his old friend's decision.

As he slowly faded away, Chu Lantian smiled, exchanged a glance with Yun Ping, and then left behind his last words in this world.

"You old bastard, remember to offer me incense every year."

"Don't let it break."

After speaking.

He then vanished completely into the air, without a trace.

Yun Ping understood what Chu Lantian was saying.

He was worried that the monster would attack Yunping, and that the tragedy of Emperor Wen's demise would repeat itself, which is why he said those words...

Yunping was required to offer incense to him every year; if he missed a year, it would mean that Yunping had met with misfortune.

……

This guy...

Yun Ping gave a wry smile to himself, shook his head, kept the matter of Chu Lantian to himself, and then stepped forward—

They opened the treasure chest.

crunch...

……

Just a dozen minutes after Chu Xin began meditating cross-legged, the myriad restrictions disappeared for some unknown reason.

She suddenly opened her eyes and happened to see Yunping and the other two walking out of the stone gate with complicated expressions.

"Senior!" She quickly moved closer, her face beaming with undisguised anticipation. "Did you... obtain the treasure from the Lantian ancestors?"

"got it."

Yunping's lips twitched violently, and he shoved the thing in his hand into Chu Xin's hand: "Keep it for yourself."

Chu Xin took it somewhat bewildered, and then looked at it.

It's just a piece of paper.

IOU

[I, Xuan Lei, on [date in calendar year], borrowed 200,000 gold coins from Chu Lantian, and through a combination of violence (crossed out) and friendly negotiation, reached a three-command agreement with Chu Lantian.]

[If Chu Lantian ever needs my help in the future, he may come to me with this IOU. I will then have the right to (cross out) give me three unconditional orders. This IOU is void after three years (cross out), with no time limit.]

Chu Xin stared at the IOU for a long time, her hands trembling...

She turned around shakily, glanced at Yun Ping whose expression was complicated, and asked in a trembling voice, "Senior... this... this is all... the relics?"

"Hmm..." Yunping nodded helplessly, "Yes."

Chu Xin gasped, suddenly at a loss for words.

Treasures left over from hundreds of years ago...

A restriction that has remained unbroken for nearly a thousand years in royal research...

Chu Jingqiao went to great lengths, even sacrificing his life, to obtain the secret treasure...

So many people, so much power...

result?

It turns out this so-called treasure was just a damn IOU!

If it's an IOU to a certain saint, or an IOU to the Palace Master of the Northern Ice Palace, or even an IOU to the Sect Master of the Great Wilderness Sect or the Sect Master of xxx Sect, that would be fine too!

Why Emperor Wen of all people?

Emperor Wen has been dead for a long time! What's the point of bringing this thing out now?

Chu Xin's mental state collapsed.

Her lips twitched incessantly, almost like she was having a seizure; her eyes were lifeless, and she looked utterly broken and utterly despondent.

"Heh...hehe..."

—At the same time, it also let out a strange laugh.

Seeing this, Yunping hesitated for a few seconds. He actually wanted to tell Chuxin that the IOU was still valid.

Because he was Emperor Wen...

But he still didn't choose to tell Chu Xin about it.

If you ask why—

If she wasn't told, Chu Xin felt that the IOU was essentially null and void!

All three orders were nullified at once—and there was no need to work for the imperial family for free anymore.

Details...

It was absolutely amazing!

142. Stepping off the list.

Shortly after the royal tomb incident.

To be precise—ten days later.

Lying comfortably in his rocking chair, with a soda in his left hand and peanuts in his right—the old rogue, looking utterly decadent and a complete shut-in, ignored the complicated looks from his disciples and continued to maintain this lazy posture.

Beneath our feet lies a magnificent, golden land.

As the final and largest competition in this battle of all factions, the royal family clearly put a lot of effort into it.

The densely packed fighting arenas had all disappeared, replaced by a huge circular ring, identical to the one in the second round, leading to the secret realm. Around the wide plaza, oval-shaped stands had risen up at some unknown time.

—That's reserved for those who aren't qualified to continue competing, or for fellow students of the participants, to watch this grand event.

Perhaps it's precisely because today is the final round of the battle among all sects that there are significantly more cultivators present than in the second round. Of course, the vast majority of these cultivators are just there for the spectacle; the actual participants are few and far between.

There are only two hundred people.

Each and every one of them is an elite among elites, and can definitely be called a prodigy in the Desolate Heaven Domain, a genius of the Heaven Domain.

As one of these prodigies, Ye Yuchan was somewhat dissatisfied with her teacher.

"Such a big thing happened, and you didn't even take me with you!" (Qianxun Novel Free Transfer Group 255595300)

"With your cultivation level, what would I do with you?" Yun Ping rolled his eyes at Ye Yuchan, thinking to himself that this girl was up to her old tricks again. "Any one of the Yin Sha people could beat you up in three days without repeating a single move, and you're still going to be taken along... What are you thinking?"

Ye Yuchan puffed out her cheeks and glared at Yun Ping with resentment: "You can't just leave us in the palace without saying anything! Besides, I'd rather watch the show from outside than go up and fight!"

"You just have nothing better to do, don't you?"

"There's nothing I can do about it..." Ye Yuchan awkwardly looked away from Yun Ping, her tone a little guilty: "Nothing has happened these past few days, I'm so bored."

“That’s true…” Zhang Ruoxue, who was standing to the side, nodded in deep agreement.

Right after the second round of the battle of the myriad factions ended, everyone spent a rather long and boring period of cultivation in the capital. During this time, not only did no unexpected situations occur, but there was not even a chance to stretch their limbs.

This made Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue somewhat want the old rogue to bring out puppets number one and two again—

Yunping chuckled, "Now that things have come to this, look at those two rings behind you. You'll be entering the final ranking stage of the Ten Thousand Sects Competition soon, and you'll have your share of trouble from now on."

"That's true..." Yu Chan's lips curled into a smug smile, her face beaming with pride. "But judging from the previous situation, it seems there aren't many truly capable people~"

"Hey, what's wrong? Getting all confident?" Yun Ping raised an eyebrow, looking at the girl Yu Chan with amusement: "Why don't you get me the top spot on the temporary ranking? I'll give you a big prize later."

Ye Yuchan's eyes immediately flashed with dazzling golden light: "A grand prize?! Is it money?!"

—Can't this guy put something else in his head?

Reaching out, Yunping mercilessly tapped Yu Chan's money-grubbing head, coldly saying, "Please think of something more practical. What I'm giving you is definitely not something that can be measured in money."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchan's eyes shone even brighter.

"That's priceless!!"